Ten Thousand Hours Chords by Macklemore & Ryan Lewis, Macklemore, Ryan Lewis

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[Gb] I hope the guy decides to talk to [Bbm] him If the people decide to walk with [Eb] him
Regardless of pitchfork, cosines I've [B] jumped Make sure the sound man doesn't block, block
the drums [Gb] Let the snare knock the air right out of
your lungs And [Bbm] those words be the oxygen, [Ebm] just breathe
Amen, regardless I'ma say it Felt like I [C] got signed the day that I got
[Gb] an agent Got an iTunes check, check man I'm parin'
About [Bbm] damn time that I got it in my basement [Eb] About damn time I got around the country and
I hit [B] these stages I was made a slave of ten thousand [Gb] hours
I'm so damn close I can taste it [Ebm] Also Malcolm Gladwell, [Bbm] David Bowie meets
[Eb] Kanye This is dedication
[B] A life lived for art has never been life [Ab] wasted Ten [Gb] thousand
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thousand _ _ [B] _ Now, now, now
[Gb] This is my world, this is my arena [Bbm] The TV told me something different, I didn't
believe it [Ebm] Stayin' here in front of you today
All because of an [B] idea I could be who I wanted
If I could see my [Gb] potential and I know that one day I'ma be him
[Bbm] Put the gloves on, spar with my ego [Ebm] Everyone's greatest obstacle, I beat him
Celebrate that [B] achievement Got some attachments and baggage
I'm actually workin' [Ebm] on leavin' C I observed Escher, I [Db] loved Basquiat
I watched [Gb] Keith Haring, you see I [Ebm] studied art The greats [B] weren't great because at birth
they could paint The greats were great because they paint a
[Gb] lot I will not be a statistic, just let me be
No child left behind, that's the American [Ebm] scheme
I make my living off of words and do [Ab] what I love for [B] work
And got around [Abm] 980 on my [Gb] SATs Take that sister, what you expect?
[Ebm] Generation of kids choosing [Bb] love over a desk You [Eb] put those hours in and [Abm] look at what you
get Nothing [B] that you can hold but everything
that it is Ten [Gb] thousand
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thing, different day, same [Bb] struggle Slow motion as the time slips through my [Eb] knuckles
Nothing beautiful about it, no light at the [B] tunnel
But the people that put that passion before them being [Ebm] comfortable
Raw, unmedicated heart, no [Fm] substitute Banging on tabletops, [Abm] no substitute
I'm feeling better than ever, man what is up [B] with you?
Scraping my knuckles and battling [Ebm] with some drug abuse
I lost another friend, got another [Db] call from a [Fm] sister
And I speak for the people [Abm] that share that struggle too
[B] Like they got something bruised My only rehabilitation was the sweat, tears
and blood went up in [Ebm] the booth
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_ _ _ [Abm] _ _ _ Welcome to the Heights
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