WWW.AZCHORDS.COM | Kanye West - Everything I Am Chords | Ver. 1
[Chorus 1]
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Damn, here we go again
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Common passed on this beat, I made it to a jam
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Now everything I'm not made me everything I am
Ab Gm Ab Gm
Damn, here we go again
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People talking sh*t, but when the sh*t hit the fan
Ab Eb
Everything I'm not made me everything I am
[Verse 1]
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I'll never be picture-perfect Beyoncé
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Be light as Al B or black as Chauncey
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Remember him from Blackstreet? He was black as the street was
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I'll never be laid back as this beat was
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I never could see why people'll reach a
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Fake-ass facade that they couldn't keep up
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You see how I creeped up?
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You see how I played a big role in Chicago like Queen Latifah?
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I'll never rock a mink coat in the winter time like Killa Cam
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Or rock some mink boots in the summertime like will.i.am
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Let me know if you feel it, man
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'Cause everything I'm not made me everything I am
[Chorus 2]
Ab Gm Ab Gm
Damn, here we go again
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Everybody saying what's not for him
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But everything I'm not made me everything I am
Ab Gm Ab Gm
Damn, here we go again
Ab Eb
People talking sh*t, but when the sh*t hit the fan
Ab Eb
Everything I'm not made me everything I am
[Verse 2]
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And I'm back to tear it up
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Haters start your engines, I hear 'em gearing up
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People talk so much sh*t about me at barbershops
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They forget to get their hair cut
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Okay, fair enough, the streets is flaring up
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'Cause they want gun talk, or I don't wear enough
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Baggy clothes, Reeboks, or A-di-dos
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Can I add that he do spaz out at his shows
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So say goodbye to the NAACP Award
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Goodbye to the India Arie Award
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They'd rather give me the N-nigga Please Award
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But I'll just take the I Got a Lot of Cheese Award
[Chorus 3]
Ab Gm Ab Gm
Damn, here we go again
Bum-tu-bum-bum-bum
Ab Eb
But everything I'm not made me everything I am
Ab Gm Ab Gm
Damn, here we go again
Ab Eb
People talking sh*t, but when the sh*t hit the fan
Ab Eb
Everything I'm not made me everything I am
[Verse 3]
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I know people wouldn't usually rap this
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But I got the facts to back this
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Just last year, Chicago had over 600 caskets
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Man, killing's some wack sh*t
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Oh, I forgot, 'cept for when niggas is rappin'
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Do you know what it feel like when people is passin'?
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He got changed over his chains a block off Ashland
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I need to talk to somebody, pastor
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The church want tithe, so I can't afford to pay
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Pink slip on my door, 'cause I can't afford to stay
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My fifteen seconds up, but I got more to say
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That's enough Mr. West, please, no more today
[Chorus 2]
Ab Gm Ab Gm
Damn, here we go again
Ab Eb
Everybody saying what's not for him
Ab Eb
But everything I'm not made me everything I am
Ab Gm Ab Gm
Damn, here we go again
Ab Eb
People talking sh*t, but when the sh*t hit the fan
Ab Eb
Everything I'm not made me everything I am
