50 Cent – My Life chords

Chords
Transpose:
Capo: 5th Fret || Tuning: EADGBe (standard)
Am  x02210     C   x32010     F   133211
B   x23332     G   320033     Bb5 x133xx
 
*Trust me, you don't want to play this
 without a capo. But if you really want to..
 Dm - E-F - C - Bb - C
Dm - E-F - C - Bb - Eb I suggest you use power chords. To ease the pain.
[Intro] Am - B-C - G - F - G Am - B-C - G - F - Bb5
Am B C G F G Am B C G F Bb5e|------------------------------------------------|B|-1-----1------------------1-----1---------------|G|-2-----0----0---2-----0---2-----0----0---2----3-|D|-2-----2----0---3-----0---2-----2----0---3----3-|A|-0---2-3----2---3-----2---0---2-3----2---3----1-|E|------------3---1-----3--------------3---1------|
[Chorus]
AmMy life, my life
FMakes me wanna run away
Am FThere's no place to go, no place to go
AmAll the confusion
FIt's an illusion like a movie
AmGot nowhere to go
Nowhere to run and hide
FNo matter how hard I try
[Verse I] (same strum and chord pattern as chorus)
AmYeah, 03, I went from back filthy to filthy rich
FMan, the emotions change so I can never trust a b!tch
AmI tried to help n!ggas get on, they turned around and spit
FRight in my face, so Game and Buck, both can suck a d!ck
AmNow when you hear 'em it may sound like it's some other sh!t
FCause I'm not writing anymore, they not making hits
AmI'm far from perfect, there's so many lessons I done learned
FIf money is evil look at all the evil I done earned
AmI'm doing what I'm supposed to, I'm a writer, I'm a fighter
F Entrepreneur, fresh out the sewer, watch me maneuver
AmWhat's it to you? The track I lace it, it's better than basic
FThis is my recovery, my comeback, kid
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AmMy life, my life
FMakes me wanna run away
Am FThere's no place to go, no place to go
AmAll the confusion
FIt's an illusion like a movie
AmGot nowhere to go
Nowhere to run and hide
FNo matter how hard I try
[Verse II]
F G AmWhile you were sipping your own Kool-Aid getting your buzz heavy
I was in the f!cking sheds sharpening my machete
F GSipping on some of that revenge juice, getting my taste buds ready
E7 FTo whoop down this spaghetti, or should I say this spaghett-even?
G AmI think you f!cking meatballs keep on just forgetting
Thought he was finished, m!therf!cker, it's only the beginning
F G E7He's bugging again, he's straight thugging, f!ck who he's offending
He'll rip your vocal chords out and have them b!tches plugged in me
Am FM!therf!cking wall with 3000 volts of electricity
FNow take the other and dump them then pluck him, motherf!ckers in each
G E7One of your eyesockets cause I thought you might finally f!cking see
That'll teach you to go voicing your c!cksuck!ng opinion to me
AmI done put my blood, my sweat and my tears in this sh!t
F FF!ck letting up, you’re gonna end up regretting you ever betted against me
Feels like I'mma snap any minute, yeah
G E7It's happening again, I'm thinking about the same
M!ther f!ck everybody that's up in this b!tch, but 50
F GCause this is all I know, this is why so hard I go
AmI swear to God I put my heart and soul into this more than anybody knows
F GI'm trapped, so all I do is rap, but everytime I rap I'm more trapped
E7And I rap myself right into this bubble, oh oh, I guess it's bubble wrap
F GThis is like a vicious cycle, my life's in a crisis
AmChrist, how was I supposed to know sh!t would turn up like it did?
F GFeels like I'm going psycho again and I might just blow my lid
E7Sh!t, I almost wish that I would have never made Recovery, kid
Cause I'm running in circles with. [Chorus]
AmMy life, my life
FMakes me wanna run away
Am FThere's no place to go, no place to go
AmAll the confusion
FIt's an illusion like a movie
AmGot nowhere to go
Nowhere to run and hide
FNo matter how hard I try
[Verse III]
F GI haven't been this f!cking confused since I was a kid
AmSold like 40 million records, people forgot what I did
F GMaybe this is for me, maybe, maybe I'm supposed to go crazy
E7Maybe I'll do it 3 a.m in the morning like Shady
F GPsycho killer, Michael Myers, I'm on fire like a lighter
AmTryna say the same classic, get your @ss kicked
FMan crook, wrap your head up in plastic
G E7P!ssy, now pick the casket, dirt nap with the maggots
AmIt's tragic, it's sad it's never gonna end, now we number one again
FWith that frown on your face, and your heart full of hate
F G E7Accept it, respect it, this a gift God gave me like the air in the lungs
And every f!cking thing with it [Chorus]
AmMy life, my life
FMakes me wanna run away
Am FThere's no place to go, no place to go
AmAll the confusion
FIt's an illusion like a movie
AmGot nowhere to go
Nowhere to run and hide
FNo matter how hard I try
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