Biografía:
Kanye Omari West es un rapero y productor musical estadounidense nacido en Atlanta, Georgia, el 8 de junio de 1977, aunque creció en Chicago, Illinois, donde se mudó junto a su madre a la edad de tres años.
Tras asistir a la Academia Internacional de Arte y Diseño y Tecnología, una escuela de bellas artes de Chicago, y más adelante a la Universidad de Chicago, West abandonó todo y dio comienzo a su carrera musical. Ganó fama produciendo a artistas de rap y de R&B como Alicia Keys
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Otras canciones:
- Addiction
- All Falls Down
- All Of The Lights
- All Of The Lights Tabs
- Amazing
- Bitter Sweet
- Bittersweet
- Bound 2
- Gorgeous
- Heartless
- Heartless (the Fray Cover)
- Hey Mama
- Homecoming
- Only One
- Runaway
- Stronger
- Ultralight Beam
- Violent Crimes
- Only One (feat. Paul McCartney)
- All Day
- All Mine
- Bad News
- Bittersweet Poetry
- Blame Game
- Blood On The Leaves
- Bound
- Cant Tell Me Nothing
- Christian Dior Denim Flow
- Coldest Winter
- Dark Fantasy
- Euro
- Famous
- Flashing Lights
- Fml
- Franks Track
- Gay Fish
- Gayfish
- Ghost Town
- Gold Digger
- Good Life
- Good Morning
- Hold My Liquor
- Hold Tight
- I Love It
- I Thought About Killing You
- I Wonder
- Just For You
- Lost In The World
- Love Lockdown
- Made In America
- Monster
- Never Let Me Down
- Niggas In Paris
- No Church In The Wild
- Paranoid
- Pinocchio Story
- Power
- Real Friends
- Robocop
- Roses
- Saint Pablo
- Say You Will
- See Me Now
- See You In My Nightmares
- Spaceship
- Street Lights
- The One
- Waves
- Welcome To Heartbreak
- Wolves
- Yikes
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
[Intro]
F D7
Some day, some day
G7 C7 F
Some day I'll, I wanna wear a starry crown
[Verse 1]
F
Some day, some day, some day
Am
I wanna lay down, like God did, on Sunday
Hold up, hold up
Eb D D7
Some day, some days, I remembered this on a Sunday
Gm Am Bb C Gm Am Bb C F
Back way, yeah, way, way, burning, mhm-mhm
F Am
Uh, some day, well, I wanna tell everybody, some days
Eb
I wanna hit the red dot, I'll never find
D D7
Some days, ohh (heatstroke)
Gm Am Bb C Gm Am Bb C
Now that I'm livin' high, I'm smokin' marijuana
Gm Am Bb C Gm Am Bb C F
Now that I'm livin' high, I do whatever I wanna, oh yeah
[Chorus]
F Am
I've been tryin' to make you love me
Eb D D7 Gm Bb Bbm
But everything I try just takes you further from me
[Verse 2]
F
Some day we gon' set it off
Am
Some day we gon' get this off
Baby, don't you bet it all
Eb
On a pack of Fentanyl
D D7
You might think they wrote you off
Gm Am
They gon' have to rope me off
Bb C Gm Am
Someday the drama'll be gone
Bb C F
And they'll pray, it's not enough
F
Sometimes I take all the shine
Am
Talk like I drank all the wine
Years ahead but way behind
Eb
I'm on one, two, three, four, five
D7
No half-truths, just naked minds
Gm Am
Caught between space and time
Bb C Gm Am
This not what we had in mind
Bb C
But maybe some day
F
[Chorus]
F Am
I've been tryin' to make you love me
Eb D D7 Gm Bb
But everything I try just takes you further from me
[Outro]
F Am
Woah, once again I am a child
Eb D
I let it all go, of everything that I know, yeah
D7 Gm Am
Of everything that I know, yeah
Bb C Gm Am Bb C F
And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free
Am
We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah
Eb D D7 Gm Am
I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed, yeah
Bb C Gm Am Bb C F
And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free
Am
We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah
Eb D D7 Gm Am
I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed, yeah
Bb C Gm Am Bb C F
And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free
Am
We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah
Eb D D7 Gm Am
I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed, yeah
Bb C Gm Am Bb C F
And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free
Am
We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah
Eb D D7 Gm Am
I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed, yeah
Bb C Gm Am Bb C F
And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free
F D7
Some day, some day
G7 C7 F
Some day I'll, I wanna wear a starry crown
[Verse 1]
F
Some day, some day, some day
Am
I wanna lay down, like God did, on Sunday
Hold up, hold up
Eb D D7
Some day, some days, I remembered this on a Sunday
Gm Am Bb C Gm Am Bb C F
Back way, yeah, way, way, burning, mhm-mhm
F Am
Uh, some day, well, I wanna tell everybody, some days
Eb
I wanna hit the red dot, I'll never find
D D7
Some days, ohh (heatstroke)
Gm Am Bb C Gm Am Bb C
Now that I'm livin' high, I'm smokin' marijuana
Gm Am Bb C Gm Am Bb C F
Now that I'm livin' high, I do whatever I wanna, oh yeah
[Chorus]
F Am
I've been tryin' to make you love me
Eb D D7 Gm Bb Bbm
But everything I try just takes you further from me
[Verse 2]
F
Some day we gon' set it off
Am
Some day we gon' get this off
Baby, don't you bet it all
Eb
On a pack of Fentanyl
D D7
You might think they wrote you off
Gm Am
They gon' have to rope me off
Bb C Gm Am
Someday the drama'll be gone
Bb C F
And they'll pray, it's not enough
F
Sometimes I take all the shine
Am
Talk like I drank all the wine
Years ahead but way behind
Eb
I'm on one, two, three, four, five
D7
No half-truths, just naked minds
Gm Am
Caught between space and time
Bb C Gm Am
This not what we had in mind
Bb C
But maybe some day
F
[Chorus]
F Am
I've been tryin' to make you love me
Eb D D7 Gm Bb
But everything I try just takes you further from me
[Outro]
F Am
Woah, once again I am a child
Eb D
I let it all go, of everything that I know, yeah
D7 Gm Am
Of everything that I know, yeah
Bb C Gm Am Bb C F
And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free
Am
We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah
Eb D D7 Gm Am
I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed, yeah
Bb C Gm Am Bb C F
And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free
Am
We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah
Eb D D7 Gm Am
I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed, yeah
Bb C Gm Am Bb C F
And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free
Am
We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah
Eb D D7 Gm Am
I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed, yeah
Bb C Gm Am Bb C F
And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free
Am
We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah
Eb D D7 Gm Am
I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed, yeah
Bb C Gm Am Bb C F
And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free
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