Lifestyles Of The Rich And Infamous Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Intro 1]
[Em]
[D][E][Em]
[E][Fm][Em]

[Verse 1]
[Em]It's eight
a.m. [E]I roll out my [Em]silk sheets
[D]Get fly [Em]crash the [E]limo back [D]seats
Lookin' in the [Em]faces
Of some [E]ladies that I [D]never met
On the interview tip, [E]no sweat
[D]They ask[Em] me question[E]s
I throw the [D]words back
They say they write facts
I know that's bull crap
They're kickin' drama
But then [Fm]drama's my middle
[Em]name
That's the price ya pay for big fame
The cellular phone rings
[E]Dot wanta [D]pick it up
But it's my [Em]J- O- be
I gotta [D]kick it up
Another damn reporter
On the [F]line with a [D]word quiz
I gotta show cause I'm
[Gm]livin' with the show
[D]Biz. [E]Out the llimo, to the plane
In the [D]pourin' rain
I hate [E]flyin'
But there's [Fm]no time for [D]slow trains
another [Gm]show to do
[Fm]I go[D]tta caatch my crew
They left [E]last night
In the bus around two
[D]The plane's a small one
[E]No fun [D]at all
[E]Bouncin' round the air
Like a tennis ball
[D]When it tou[Em]ches down
[Gm]I want to ki[D]ss the ground
[Gm]But it's time [Fm]to wreck a new t[D]own
Get to the [E]arena, meet up [D]with the crew
They [E]tell me all the speakers blew
[Em]The [D]cordless don't work
Sound [Em]man's a [D]jerk
[Fm]Somebody's gonna get hurt
[D]I'm crazy [Em]mad
But my [E]fans want auto[D]graphs
I turn [Em]my angry frown[Fm]s
Into [D]fake laughs
I can't [E]be rude
Cause they wouldn't under[D]stand
I in't human no more,

[Verse 2]
I'm a superman
[D]CHORUS
You can [Fm]try
But you'll never under[Gm]stand this
[D]You can try[Fm]
But you'll never under[D]stand this
You can [Em]try
But you'll never under[D]stand this
[Gm]The lifestyles of the [Fm]rich
a and infamous
[D]

[Verse 3]
[Fm]
Four [D]hours till show [E]time [Fm]oh well
I might as well check [D]in the hotel
Get a little [E]rest
Before it's time [D]to play
Ten [Fm]brothers standin' in the hall[D]way
[Fm]All with demo [D]tapes
They [Fm]need the hook [D]up
They heard that [Em]I was
The [E]one [D]to look up
I can't ditch 'em
Cause they [Fm]already saw [D]me
[E]I'll put my head down
Maybe they'll ig[D]nore me
No [Em]chance "Ice [E]what's goin' [Em]on?"
[D]I lis[E]tened to twenty- fiv[Fm]e son[D]gs
And after [E]thaat
The brothers still wouldn't [D]leave
[Fm]They started lookin' at my T.V.
[D]I was gonna break down
[Fm]If they didn't [D]jet soon
Snuck across the hall
[Fm]And crashed in E[D]'s room
But then this freak came [Gm]in
Thought I [D]was E
[Gm]Straddled her legs acr[Fm]oss [D]me
Ripped off her blouse
Pushed her [Fm]breast against [D]my face
Star[Gm]ted [D]girating her waist. Sounds f[Em]ly,
Like a hype sex [D]thriller?
But see she [Em]looked like Godz[D]illa
Pushed her off [Em]me
Home girl hit [D]the floor
This is what it's like on tour
I hit the hall[Fm]way it was
crawl[D]in' thick
"Could we take this pic
[F]ture real [Gm]quick?"
[D]Jumped into a pose
That I [Gm]used a million [D]times before
Took pic[Fm]tures
With the whole damn [D]floor
I couldn't [E]say no not to [D]my fans
[E]You see[D] they wouldn't
[Fm]understand[D]

[Interlude 1]
CHORUS
[E][D][E][Fm]
[Eb]
[Fm][D][Fm][D][Gbm]
[D]Now

[Verse 4]
[D]it's[Fm]
[D][Fm]
[F]sho[D]w t[Fm]ime,[D]
[E]time to [D]flow time
Evil lost the [Fm]re cords
But we [E]still gotta go [D]time
The [Fm]house is packed
Everybody's on [D]their feet
[Em]So I say, [D]"Throw on Rakim's beat."
E hits the fader and the crowd is [D]lit
I start bustin' off some new shit
The stage is so smokey
That I [D]almost fall off, I start inhalin' it
I'm tryin' not to cough
I'm catchin' problems from every angle
The mic cords are tangled
I try to flow smooth
But my words [D]are mangled
Damn near slipped and broke my ankle
If that ain't enough
The po[Fm]lice are hawk[D]in'
Listenin' real close
[Em]To the words I'm talkin'
They [D]want to put a [Em]brother like [Fm]me
In the back [D]seat
Just because I curse [Fm]the beat
They want to tap my phone
[D]want to keep [Fm]my crib b[D]ugged
Call all my [Em]homes
Felonist street [Fm]thugs
[D]You might [Em]say
I think this lifestyle [D]sucks?
I wouldn't tade it for a [E]million [D]bucks
Although it's [Em]all
Not [Fm]glamour and [Gm]gleam
It's still my [D]dream[Fm]
[Fm]
CHORUS