Chords for Living Legends - Nothing Less
Tempo:
97.075 bpm
Chords used:
C
F
Em
G
Ab
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
We are the music makers and we are the dreamers of dreams.
Come [Ab] along, honey.
[C] [Em]
[F] [G] [B] [C]
[F] Nothing left.
Nothing [C] left.
Well, I bet [Em] you that I get the last [F] laugh.
Bet you that my funeral's packed and the tune you all [C] blast.
Is my crew shit, new shit, or old?
[G] It don't [F] matter.
Boat, I get swole in the zone.
Where you [C] gather, I'm [Em] alone but together with the [F] folks.
Not really knowing where I'm going but my goal's to provoke [C] thoughts, [Em] devote lots.
Show some fools the [F] rope to hop.
Scope the top from above [C] it, love it, then leave it [Em] alone.
I believe that I'm [C] grown showing the way.
Owing the bay for going astray, now blowing away.
[G] Like that bag in American Beauty, [F] truly blessed.
[Em] And nothing left.
I'm nothing less than the criminal with minimal [C] convictions.
Serving up my customers, a hustler of addiction.
[Em] Crushing my afflictions.
I'm sick in the [F] mind.
Depends on who you ask.
And I [C] can do anything depending on the task.
I tend [F] to be on blast more often than not.
Between the rock and the hard [C] place, I soften my spot.
Talking a lot.
[F] That's if my CD's getting played.
But if that's not the [C] case, then I had nothing to say.
My crew been [F] crisis.
Who was up in the bay?
Been down for a [C] while now watch us as we take it up and [F] away.
Something to play when you laying on [C] back.
Felt the love when I wrote this so I know y'all feel [F] it when I'm saying on track.
[G] Nothing [A] less.
[C] Nothing less.
[F] And nothing less.
[C] Nothing less.
[F] And nothing less.
[C] First step was birth.
Now [F] forever cursed to analyze his self worth.
The [C] second step was belief.
Had to make that move before he even grew teeth.
The third step, respect awareness.
[F] He can trip over the next step if [C] he's careless.
That next step, number four was [F] love.
Can't touch it without stepping the other three [C] above.
As he froze for a moment, ignoring the remaining ones he was approaching.
Focus stolen.
Looking down at his hands to see what he was holding.
Nothing empty.
No choice but to keep going.
The fifth step felt like a misstep.
[F] It was a reevaluation of the [G] first four.
[C] The anxiety, fear of what it hurts for.
[F] Caught somewhere between the [C] earth's core and the first floor.
When [Em] he finally made it to step six, [F] he could no longer see it for what it [C] is.
All of his [Em] views on family and [C] life were askew.
Number six had been twisted by the previous two.
The last step, the seventh, was the [F] only thing left that kept him outside [C] of heaven.
One last breath and everything could be pleasant.
[F] Life or death.
Man's final [C] lesson.
Nothing less.
Nothing less.
[F] Nothing less.
Nothing [C] left.
God bless the days I rest [F] in this mess called life.
Trying to be the best [C] for the best dress.
Female.
But [F] she just breathed hell in the wishing well.
[C] Five pieces of my soul born to rebel.
I'm the black James Dean of the underground.
Yelling at show.
Like Rowley's and Cali.
I blow bomb [F] under the trees.
[C] Wannabes.
Rock shit all day.
But don't got a tape [F] to play.
Nothing genuine to say.
So they bite the [C] next man.
Like they're going to make [F] them the best man in this [C] crusade.
The future looks black like Taye Diggs [F] forehead.
We can't go ahead and let the whack break [C] our spirit.
Nothing less.
[F] Nothing less.
Nothing [C] less.
I know my expectations are high, [F] but I refuse to lay low.
No compromises.
Only [C] improvises from what I manifest in the mind.
[F] Even though they say no, I follow through if it's [C] true.
You know, those type of serious questions that are asked in a [F] playful manner.
So if assumptions are wrong, they can act like it's a [C] joke.
What do you do for a living?
That's the words they [F] spoke when they first heard that I wrote this thing.
A lot while they [C] were in line.
I work just as hard as you, [F] but got a different focus.
And while you focus on me, [C] I'm a beat all that I am.
[F] I am what others run at the mouth [C] with nothing to show.
I'm a use what I know.
Manipulating [F] flow from here to there.
I origami the [C] situation from what is considered untruthful to something [F] beautiful.
The outcome is legendary.
And [C] nothing less.
[F] [G] [C]
[G] [F] [Em]
[F] [C]
[F] [C]
[F] [C]
[N]
Come [Ab] along, honey.
[C] [Em]
[F] [G] [B] [C]
[F] Nothing left.
Nothing [C] left.
Well, I bet [Em] you that I get the last [F] laugh.
Bet you that my funeral's packed and the tune you all [C] blast.
Is my crew shit, new shit, or old?
[G] It don't [F] matter.
Boat, I get swole in the zone.
Where you [C] gather, I'm [Em] alone but together with the [F] folks.
Not really knowing where I'm going but my goal's to provoke [C] thoughts, [Em] devote lots.
Show some fools the [F] rope to hop.
Scope the top from above [C] it, love it, then leave it [Em] alone.
I believe that I'm [C] grown showing the way.
Owing the bay for going astray, now blowing away.
[G] Like that bag in American Beauty, [F] truly blessed.
[Em] And nothing left.
I'm nothing less than the criminal with minimal [C] convictions.
Serving up my customers, a hustler of addiction.
[Em] Crushing my afflictions.
I'm sick in the [F] mind.
Depends on who you ask.
And I [C] can do anything depending on the task.
I tend [F] to be on blast more often than not.
Between the rock and the hard [C] place, I soften my spot.
Talking a lot.
[F] That's if my CD's getting played.
But if that's not the [C] case, then I had nothing to say.
My crew been [F] crisis.
Who was up in the bay?
Been down for a [C] while now watch us as we take it up and [F] away.
Something to play when you laying on [C] back.
Felt the love when I wrote this so I know y'all feel [F] it when I'm saying on track.
[G] Nothing [A] less.
[C] Nothing less.
[F] And nothing less.
[C] Nothing less.
[F] And nothing less.
[C] First step was birth.
Now [F] forever cursed to analyze his self worth.
The [C] second step was belief.
Had to make that move before he even grew teeth.
The third step, respect awareness.
[F] He can trip over the next step if [C] he's careless.
That next step, number four was [F] love.
Can't touch it without stepping the other three [C] above.
As he froze for a moment, ignoring the remaining ones he was approaching.
Focus stolen.
Looking down at his hands to see what he was holding.
Nothing empty.
No choice but to keep going.
The fifth step felt like a misstep.
[F] It was a reevaluation of the [G] first four.
[C] The anxiety, fear of what it hurts for.
[F] Caught somewhere between the [C] earth's core and the first floor.
When [Em] he finally made it to step six, [F] he could no longer see it for what it [C] is.
All of his [Em] views on family and [C] life were askew.
Number six had been twisted by the previous two.
The last step, the seventh, was the [F] only thing left that kept him outside [C] of heaven.
One last breath and everything could be pleasant.
[F] Life or death.
Man's final [C] lesson.
Nothing less.
Nothing less.
[F] Nothing less.
Nothing [C] left.
God bless the days I rest [F] in this mess called life.
Trying to be the best [C] for the best dress.
Female.
But [F] she just breathed hell in the wishing well.
[C] Five pieces of my soul born to rebel.
I'm the black James Dean of the underground.
Yelling at show.
Like Rowley's and Cali.
I blow bomb [F] under the trees.
[C] Wannabes.
Rock shit all day.
But don't got a tape [F] to play.
Nothing genuine to say.
So they bite the [C] next man.
Like they're going to make [F] them the best man in this [C] crusade.
The future looks black like Taye Diggs [F] forehead.
We can't go ahead and let the whack break [C] our spirit.
Nothing less.
[F] Nothing less.
Nothing [C] less.
I know my expectations are high, [F] but I refuse to lay low.
No compromises.
Only [C] improvises from what I manifest in the mind.
[F] Even though they say no, I follow through if it's [C] true.
You know, those type of serious questions that are asked in a [F] playful manner.
So if assumptions are wrong, they can act like it's a [C] joke.
What do you do for a living?
That's the words they [F] spoke when they first heard that I wrote this thing.
A lot while they [C] were in line.
I work just as hard as you, [F] but got a different focus.
And while you focus on me, [C] I'm a beat all that I am.
[F] I am what others run at the mouth [C] with nothing to show.
I'm a use what I know.
Manipulating [F] flow from here to there.
I origami the [C] situation from what is considered untruthful to something [F] beautiful.
The outcome is legendary.
And [C] nothing less.
[F] [G] [C]
[G] [F] [Em]
[F] [C]
[F] [C]
[F] [C]
[N]
Key:
C
F
Em
G
Ab
C
F
Em
We are the music makers and we are the dreamers of dreams.
Come [Ab] along, honey.
[C] _ [Em] _
_ _ [F] _ _ [G] _ [B] _ [C] _ _
_ [F] Nothing left.
Nothing [C] left.
Well, I bet [Em] you that I get the last [F] laugh.
Bet you that my funeral's packed and the tune you all [C] blast.
Is my crew shit, new shit, or old?
[G] It don't [F] matter.
Boat, I get swole in the zone.
Where you [C] gather, I'm [Em] alone but together with the [F] folks.
Not really knowing where I'm going but my goal's to provoke [C] thoughts, [Em] devote lots.
Show some fools the [F] rope to hop.
Scope the top from above [C] it, love it, then leave it [Em] alone.
I believe that I'm [C] grown showing the way.
Owing the bay for going astray, now blowing away.
[G] Like that bag in American Beauty, [F] truly blessed.
[Em] And nothing left.
I'm nothing less than the criminal with minimal [C] convictions.
Serving up my customers, a hustler of addiction.
[Em] Crushing my afflictions.
I'm sick in the [F] mind.
Depends on who you ask.
And I [C] can do anything depending on the task.
I tend [F] to be on blast more often than not.
Between the rock and the hard [C] place, I soften my spot.
Talking a lot.
[F] That's if my CD's getting played.
But if that's not the [C] case, then I had nothing to say.
My crew been [F] crisis.
Who was up in the bay?
Been down for a [C] while now watch us as we take it up and [F] away.
Something to play when you laying on [C] back.
Felt the love when I wrote this so I know y'all feel [F] it when I'm saying on track.
[G] Nothing [A] less.
[C] Nothing less. _
_ _ [F] _ And nothing less.
[C] Nothing less.
_ _ [F] _ And nothing less.
[C] First step was birth.
Now [F] forever cursed to analyze his self worth.
The [C] second step was belief.
Had to make that move before he even grew teeth.
The third step, respect awareness.
[F] He can trip over the next step if [C] he's careless.
That next step, number four was [F] love.
Can't touch it without stepping the other three [C] above.
As he froze for a moment, ignoring the remaining ones he was approaching.
Focus stolen.
Looking down at his hands to see what he was holding.
Nothing empty.
No choice but to keep going.
The fifth step felt like a misstep.
[F] It was a reevaluation of the [G] first four.
[C] The anxiety, fear of what it hurts for.
[F] Caught somewhere between the [C] earth's core and the first floor.
When [Em] he finally made it to step six, [F] he could no longer see it for what it [C] is.
All of his [Em] views on family and [C] life were askew.
Number six had been twisted by the previous two.
The last step, the seventh, was the [F] only thing left that kept him outside [C] of heaven.
One last breath and everything could be pleasant.
[F] Life or death.
Man's final [C] lesson.
Nothing less.
Nothing less.
[F] Nothing less.
_ Nothing [C] left.
God bless the days I rest [F] in this mess called life.
Trying to be the best [C] for the best dress.
Female.
But [F] she just breathed hell in the wishing well.
[C] Five pieces of my soul born to rebel.
I'm the black James Dean of the underground.
Yelling at show.
Like Rowley's and Cali.
I blow bomb [F] under the trees.
[C] Wannabes.
Rock shit all day.
But don't got a tape [F] to play.
Nothing genuine to say.
So they bite the [C] next man.
Like they're going to make [F] them the best man in this [C] crusade.
The future looks black like Taye Diggs [F] forehead.
We can't go ahead and let the whack break [C] our spirit.
Nothing less.
[F] Nothing less.
Nothing [C] less.
I know my expectations are high, [F] but I refuse to lay low.
No compromises.
Only [C] improvises from what I manifest in the mind.
[F] Even though they say no, I follow through if it's [C] true.
You know, those type of serious questions that are asked in a [F] playful manner.
So if assumptions are wrong, they can act like it's a [C] joke.
What do you do for a living?
That's the words they [F] spoke when they first heard that I wrote this thing.
A lot while they [C] were in line.
I work just as hard as you, [F] but got a different focus.
And while you focus on me, [C] I'm a beat all that I am.
[F] I am what others run at the mouth [C] with nothing to show.
I'm a use what I know.
Manipulating [F] flow from here to there.
I origami the [C] situation from what is considered untruthful to something [F] beautiful.
The outcome is legendary.
And [C] nothing less. _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ [G] _ [C] _ _
[G] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
Come [Ab] along, honey.
[C] _ [Em] _
_ _ [F] _ _ [G] _ [B] _ [C] _ _
_ [F] Nothing left.
Nothing [C] left.
Well, I bet [Em] you that I get the last [F] laugh.
Bet you that my funeral's packed and the tune you all [C] blast.
Is my crew shit, new shit, or old?
[G] It don't [F] matter.
Boat, I get swole in the zone.
Where you [C] gather, I'm [Em] alone but together with the [F] folks.
Not really knowing where I'm going but my goal's to provoke [C] thoughts, [Em] devote lots.
Show some fools the [F] rope to hop.
Scope the top from above [C] it, love it, then leave it [Em] alone.
I believe that I'm [C] grown showing the way.
Owing the bay for going astray, now blowing away.
[G] Like that bag in American Beauty, [F] truly blessed.
[Em] And nothing left.
I'm nothing less than the criminal with minimal [C] convictions.
Serving up my customers, a hustler of addiction.
[Em] Crushing my afflictions.
I'm sick in the [F] mind.
Depends on who you ask.
And I [C] can do anything depending on the task.
I tend [F] to be on blast more often than not.
Between the rock and the hard [C] place, I soften my spot.
Talking a lot.
[F] That's if my CD's getting played.
But if that's not the [C] case, then I had nothing to say.
My crew been [F] crisis.
Who was up in the bay?
Been down for a [C] while now watch us as we take it up and [F] away.
Something to play when you laying on [C] back.
Felt the love when I wrote this so I know y'all feel [F] it when I'm saying on track.
[G] Nothing [A] less.
[C] Nothing less. _
_ _ [F] _ And nothing less.
[C] Nothing less.
_ _ [F] _ And nothing less.
[C] First step was birth.
Now [F] forever cursed to analyze his self worth.
The [C] second step was belief.
Had to make that move before he even grew teeth.
The third step, respect awareness.
[F] He can trip over the next step if [C] he's careless.
That next step, number four was [F] love.
Can't touch it without stepping the other three [C] above.
As he froze for a moment, ignoring the remaining ones he was approaching.
Focus stolen.
Looking down at his hands to see what he was holding.
Nothing empty.
No choice but to keep going.
The fifth step felt like a misstep.
[F] It was a reevaluation of the [G] first four.
[C] The anxiety, fear of what it hurts for.
[F] Caught somewhere between the [C] earth's core and the first floor.
When [Em] he finally made it to step six, [F] he could no longer see it for what it [C] is.
All of his [Em] views on family and [C] life were askew.
Number six had been twisted by the previous two.
The last step, the seventh, was the [F] only thing left that kept him outside [C] of heaven.
One last breath and everything could be pleasant.
[F] Life or death.
Man's final [C] lesson.
Nothing less.
Nothing less.
[F] Nothing less.
_ Nothing [C] left.
God bless the days I rest [F] in this mess called life.
Trying to be the best [C] for the best dress.
Female.
But [F] she just breathed hell in the wishing well.
[C] Five pieces of my soul born to rebel.
I'm the black James Dean of the underground.
Yelling at show.
Like Rowley's and Cali.
I blow bomb [F] under the trees.
[C] Wannabes.
Rock shit all day.
But don't got a tape [F] to play.
Nothing genuine to say.
So they bite the [C] next man.
Like they're going to make [F] them the best man in this [C] crusade.
The future looks black like Taye Diggs [F] forehead.
We can't go ahead and let the whack break [C] our spirit.
Nothing less.
[F] Nothing less.
Nothing [C] less.
I know my expectations are high, [F] but I refuse to lay low.
No compromises.
Only [C] improvises from what I manifest in the mind.
[F] Even though they say no, I follow through if it's [C] true.
You know, those type of serious questions that are asked in a [F] playful manner.
So if assumptions are wrong, they can act like it's a [C] joke.
What do you do for a living?
That's the words they [F] spoke when they first heard that I wrote this thing.
A lot while they [C] were in line.
I work just as hard as you, [F] but got a different focus.
And while you focus on me, [C] I'm a beat all that I am.
[F] I am what others run at the mouth [C] with nothing to show.
I'm a use what I know.
Manipulating [F] flow from here to there.
I origami the [C] situation from what is considered untruthful to something [F] beautiful.
The outcome is legendary.
And [C] nothing less. _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ [G] _ [C] _ _
[G] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _