Biografia:
Curtis James Jackson III cresceu no bairro conhecido como South Jamaica, localizado no Queens, Nova York, Estados Unidos. O rapper foi criado pela mãe que abandonada tornou-se prostituta, sem a ajuda do pai. Ela foi encontrada morta ainda quando Curtis era criança, vivendo o resto de sua infância e adolescência com seus avós. No filme , o rapper conta que o nome 50 Cent foi inspirado em "um garoto que fazia assaltos no Brooklyn".
Ele começou a escrever suas letras de rap bem cedo
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Outras músicas:
- 21 Questions
- Appr
- Best Friend
- Best Friends
- Bicycl
- Boneu
- Chadoul
- Damo
- Dansmi
- Decouri
- Entrel
- Esponnruse
- Hit
- In Da Club
- Isab
- Jama
- Jetansor
- Jusq
- Lafo4
- Lanc
- Le Bat
- Le Print
- Ledô
- Letit Bon
- Lov
- Moi
- No No Yo
- Nse
- Oleua
- Patiently Waiting
- Pisc
- Pist
- Rponde
- Sang
- Tout
- Yfa Cho
- Ayo Technology
- Crazy
- Hate It Or Love It
- Im Supposed To Die Tonight
- My Life
- On And On
- Party Aint Over
- Still Think Im Nothing
- Window Shopper
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
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 Bb5
e|------------------------------------------------|
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]
Am C
My life, my life
F
Makes me wanna run away
Am C F
There's no place to go, no place to go
Am
All the confusion
C F
It's an illusion like a movie
Am
Got nowhere to go
C
Nowhere to run and hide
F
No matter how hard I try
[Verse I] (same strum and chord pattern as chorus)
Am C
Yeah, 03, I went from back filthy to filthy rich
F
Man, the emotions change so I can never trust a b!tch
Am C
I tried to help n!ggas get on, they turned around and spit
F
Right in my face, so Game and Buck, both can suck a d!ck
Am C
Now when you hear 'em it may sound like it's some other sh!t
F
Cause I'm not writing anymore, they not making hits
Am C
I'm far from perfect, there's so many lessons I done learned
F
If money is evil look at all the evil I done earned
Am C
I'm doing what I'm supposed to, I'm a writer, I'm a fighter
F
Entrepreneur, fresh out the sewer, watch me maneuver
Am C
What's it to you? The track I lace it, it's better than basic
F
This is my recovery, my comeback, kid
[Chorus]
Am C
My life, my life
F
Makes me wanna run away
Am C F
There's no place to go, no place to go
Am
All the confusion
C F
It's an illusion like a movie
Am
Got nowhere to go
C
Nowhere to run and hide
F
No matter how hard I try
[Verse II]
F G Am
While you were sipping your own Kool-Aid getting your buzz heavy
C
I was in the f!cking sheds sharpening my machete
F G
Sipping on some of that revenge juice, getting my taste buds ready
E7 F
To whoop down this spaghetti, or should I say this spaghett-even?
G Am
I think you f!cking meatballs keep on just forgetting
C
Thought he was finished, m!therf!cker, it's only the beginning
F G E7
He'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 C F
M!therf!cking wall with 3000 volts of electricity
F
Now take the other and dump them then pluck him, motherf!ckers in each
G E7
One 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
Am C
I done put my blood, my sweat and my tears in this sh!t
F F
F!ck letting up, you’re gonna end up regretting you ever betted against me
Feels like I'mma snap any minute, yeah
G E7
It's happening again, I'm thinking about the same
M!ther f!ck everybody that's up in this b!tch, but 50
F G
Cause this is all I know, this is why so hard I go
Am C
I swear to God I put my heart and soul into this more than anybody knows
F G
I'm trapped, so all I do is rap, but everytime I rap I'm more trapped
E7
And I rap myself right into this bubble, oh oh, I guess it's bubble wrap
F G
It's like a vicious cycle, my life's in a crisis
Am C
Christ, how was I supposed to know sh!t would turn up like it did?
F G
Feels like I'm going psycho again and I might just blow my lid
E7
Sh!t, I almost wish that I would have never made Recovery, kid
Cause I'm running in circles with.
[Chorus]
Am C
My life, my life
F
Makes me wanna run away
Am C F
There's no place to go, no place to go
Am
All the confusion
C F
It's an illusion like a movie
Am
Got nowhere to go
C
Nowhere to run and hide
F
No matter how hard I try
[Verse III]
F G
I haven't been this f!cking confused since I was a kid
Am C
Sold like 40 million records, people forgot what I did
F G
Maybe this is for me, maybe, maybe I'm supposed to go crazy
E7
Maybe I'll do it 3 a.m in the morning like Shady
F G
Psycho killer, Michael Myers, I'm on fire like a lighter
Am C
Tryna say the same classic, get your @ss kicked
F
Man crook, wrap your head up in plastic
G E7
P!ssy, now pick the casket, dirt nap with the maggots
Am C
It's tragic, it's sad it's never gonna end, now we number one again
F
With that frown on your face, and your heart full of hate
F G E7
Accept it, respect it, this a gift God gave me like the air in the lungs
And every f!cking thing with it
[Chorus]
Am C
My life, my life
F
Makes me wanna run away
Am C F
There's no place to go, no place to go
Am
All the confusion
C F
It's an illusion like a movie
Am
Got nowhere to go
C
Nowhere to run and hide
F
No matter how hard I try
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 Bb5
e|------------------------------------------------|
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]
Am C
My life, my life
F
Makes me wanna run away
Am C F
There's no place to go, no place to go
Am
All the confusion
C F
It's an illusion like a movie
Am
Got nowhere to go
C
Nowhere to run and hide
F
No matter how hard I try
[Verse I] (same strum and chord pattern as chorus)
Am C
Yeah, 03, I went from back filthy to filthy rich
F
Man, the emotions change so I can never trust a b!tch
Am C
I tried to help n!ggas get on, they turned around and spit
F
Right in my face, so Game and Buck, both can suck a d!ck
Am C
Now when you hear 'em it may sound like it's some other sh!t
F
Cause I'm not writing anymore, they not making hits
Am C
I'm far from perfect, there's so many lessons I done learned
F
If money is evil look at all the evil I done earned
Am C
I'm doing what I'm supposed to, I'm a writer, I'm a fighter
F
Entrepreneur, fresh out the sewer, watch me maneuver
Am C
What's it to you? The track I lace it, it's better than basic
F
This is my recovery, my comeback, kid
[Chorus]
Am C
My life, my life
F
Makes me wanna run away
Am C F
There's no place to go, no place to go
Am
All the confusion
C F
It's an illusion like a movie
Am
Got nowhere to go
C
Nowhere to run and hide
F
No matter how hard I try
[Verse II]
F G Am
While you were sipping your own Kool-Aid getting your buzz heavy
C
I was in the f!cking sheds sharpening my machete
F G
Sipping on some of that revenge juice, getting my taste buds ready
E7 F
To whoop down this spaghetti, or should I say this spaghett-even?
G Am
I think you f!cking meatballs keep on just forgetting
C
Thought he was finished, m!therf!cker, it's only the beginning
F G E7
He'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 C F
M!therf!cking wall with 3000 volts of electricity
F
Now take the other and dump them then pluck him, motherf!ckers in each
G E7
One 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
Am C
I done put my blood, my sweat and my tears in this sh!t
F F
F!ck letting up, you’re gonna end up regretting you ever betted against me
Feels like I'mma snap any minute, yeah
G E7
It's happening again, I'm thinking about the same
M!ther f!ck everybody that's up in this b!tch, but 50
F G
Cause this is all I know, this is why so hard I go
Am C
I swear to God I put my heart and soul into this more than anybody knows
F G
I'm trapped, so all I do is rap, but everytime I rap I'm more trapped
E7
And I rap myself right into this bubble, oh oh, I guess it's bubble wrap
F G
It's like a vicious cycle, my life's in a crisis
Am C
Christ, how was I supposed to know sh!t would turn up like it did?
F G
Feels like I'm going psycho again and I might just blow my lid
E7
Sh!t, I almost wish that I would have never made Recovery, kid
Cause I'm running in circles with.
[Chorus]
Am C
My life, my life
F
Makes me wanna run away
Am C F
There's no place to go, no place to go
Am
All the confusion
C F
It's an illusion like a movie
Am
Got nowhere to go
C
Nowhere to run and hide
F
No matter how hard I try
[Verse III]
F G
I haven't been this f!cking confused since I was a kid
Am C
Sold like 40 million records, people forgot what I did
F G
Maybe this is for me, maybe, maybe I'm supposed to go crazy
E7
Maybe I'll do it 3 a.m in the morning like Shady
F G
Psycho killer, Michael Myers, I'm on fire like a lighter
Am C
Tryna say the same classic, get your @ss kicked
F
Man crook, wrap your head up in plastic
G E7
P!ssy, now pick the casket, dirt nap with the maggots
Am C
It's tragic, it's sad it's never gonna end, now we number one again
F
With that frown on your face, and your heart full of hate
F G E7
Accept it, respect it, this a gift God gave me like the air in the lungs
And every f!cking thing with it
[Chorus]
Am C
My life, my life
F
Makes me wanna run away
Am C F
There's no place to go, no place to go
Am
All the confusion
C F
It's an illusion like a movie
Am
Got nowhere to go
C
Nowhere to run and hide
F
No matter how hard I try
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