Kendrick Lamar - The Heart Part 4 Chords

[Intro]
B     Bbm      C#     Bbm

[Chorus]
 D#m            B
Don't tell a lie on me
                          Bbm
I won't tell the truth 'bout you
                     C#
Don't tell a lie on me
 D#m
I won't tell the truth 'bout you

B

[Verse 1]
 C#
30 millions later, my future favors the legendary status of a hip-hop rhyme savior
Travel round the atlas in this spaceship candy-coated
                     B
My day shift's been devoted to f**kin' up bundles of paper
C#
Pie equals 3.14
                                  D#m
The devil's pie is big enough to justify the whole thing
 C#
Wait up
 D#m
Lampin' in Jamaica, the cloud's turnin', my thought's turnin'
         B
Burnin' castor oil, I been determined to make an earnin'
             C#
This seed in this soil is classified
                                  F
I'm satisfied when I strategize my kid's future
 Bbm                                         D#m
I ain't sanctified enough to say that I won't shoot ya
                               B
I done vandalized the industry for a circuit
                    Bbm
The earthiest slash thirstiest nigga you know
                                           C#
Versus this scum of a land that transcends two surfaces
                       D#m
The richer the poorer, the bigger the picture

The more blood pours, but...

[Chorus]
 B
Don't tell a lie on me
                       Bbm
I won't tell the truth 'bout you
     C#
Don't tell a lie on me

I won't tell the truth 'bout you

[Verse 2]
 C#                          B                   D#m
My fans can't wait for me to son ya punk ass and crush your whole lil sh*t

I'll Big Pun ya punk ass, you a scared little b**ch
 B
Tiptoein' around my name, nigga ya lame
  G#m                       B                                 D#m
And when I get at you homie don't you just tell me you was just playin'

Oh I was just plain' with you K-Dot, c'mon
                 B
You know a nigga rock with you, bro
                                    G
Shut the f**k up, you sound like the last nigga I know
G
Might end up like the last nigga I know
 G                 
Oh you don't wanna clash? Nigga, I know
 G
I put my foot on the gas, head on the floor
                              C#
Hoppin' out before the vehicle crash, I'm on a roll
  A                        F
Yellin' 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, I am the greatest rapper alive
 A
So damn great motherf**ker I've died
 F                                      A
What you hearin' now is a paranormal vibe
                   Dm
House on the hill, house on the beach nigga
          A
A condo in Compton, I'm still in reach nigga
                  F
I'm fresh out the water I'm 'bout to breach nigga
                           A
The five foot giant woke up out of his sleep nigga
                             C
Oh yeah, oh yeah, more cars, more leers
                     Bbm                A
More bars, no peers, no scars, no fear, f**k y'all, sincere

I heard the whispers, I curved the whispers, you know what the risk is
 F
Earth indigenous, ya body revert to stiffness
    A                  Dm
The whole world goin' mad, bodies is adding up
  F
Market's about to crash
 A
Niggas is fake rich, b**ches is fake bad
 F
Blacks that act white, Whites that do the dab
 A
Donald Trump is a chump, know how we feel, punk

Tell 'em that God comin'
 F                               A
And Russia need a replay button, y'all up to somethin'

Electorial votes look like memorial votes
 F
But America's truth ain't ignorin' the votes
 F
It's blasphemy, how many gon' blast for me?
 F
I prophesied on my last song, you laughed at me
 Dm
Oh when the sh*t get brackin', don't you ask for me
 Dm
How many leaders gon' tell you the truth after me?
 A
G Malone big bro, kudos to him
   Dm
I was 2 Os from an M, tryna be big as Em
 A                                     F
30 millions later my future favors the legendary status of a hip-hop rhyme savior
  A
Salmon and capers

Fame and law suits
 F
You looking at me in Chucks, I'm looking at y'all suits
                                    Dm
Me and Top Dog playing rock, papers, scissors in court
                            A
And real hustler lose money just to go get some more

I said it's like that
 F
Drop one classic, came right back

'Nother classic, right back
 A
My next album, the whole industry on the ice pack
 Dm
With TOC
 F
You see the flames and my e-y-es
  A                                               Dm
It's not a game and the whole world is going mad, daddy
          Bbm
It's sad, daddy
                A
My only advice? Go and get you a bag daddy
                   Dm
Lee Baca, on trial tryin' portray a boxer
 Bbm                    A
Beatin' up on my niggas while the COs watch 'em
              Dm
Tables turn, lesson learned, my best look
  F
You jumped sides on me, now you 'bout to meet Westbrook
  C                              F
Go celebrate with your team and let victory vouch you
                                Dm
Just know the next game played, I might slap the sh*t out you
                C#
Technical foul, I'm flagrant, I'm fouled
 Dm
They throwin' me out, you throwin' the towel
                  A
Look at the crowd, they (nah, I don't like that)
 C#
Look at my smile, I'm smirking
               
Calm but urgent (that ain't the style, f**k)
 A        C#                        Bbm
So many verses, you live in denial (f**k)
                A
So many verses, I never run out
   B
You making him nervous, the music is loud
                                            F
Whole Jay Z, hall of fame, sit your punk ass down
                       Dm
So that means you ain't bigger than rapping
        F                           Dm
So that means no more playing the backseats
                             E
My spot is solidified if you ask me (what else?)

My name is identified as "that king"
  F
I let you worry about a list, I'm on some other sh*t
                                                   E
A difference between accomplishments and astonishments
                          A
You know what time it is, anti up, this is in forever
                         C                     A
Y'all got till April the 7th to get ya'll sh*t together

[Outro]
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