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Am                F                 G 
Cocaine like the kid was born in '84 
               C                         Am 
How long you really plan to sleep on me for? 
          F                            G 
When I decide to put my cape on the floor 
  C                      Am 
Superman won't save you no more 

verse 1 (Rap, no chords, just strum Am and percussion slap) 
N.C 
Your favorite rapper's be taking beats that I'm shitting up 
N.C 
Your favorite lyricist's tell me that I don't spit enough 
N.C 
10 steps ahead of you musically, how you plan to stop me? 
N.C 
Just count your blessings that I consider rap a fucking hobby! 


[Refrão]

Am                F                 G 
Cocaine like the kid was born in '84 
               C                         Am 
How long you really plan to sleep on me for? 
          F                            G 
When I decide to put my cape on the floor 
  C                      Am 
Superman won't save you no more 

Hook 
 F                      G 
Superman won't save you no more 
 C                     Am 
Superman won't save you no more 

 F                       G 
Superman won't save you no more, more, more 

verse 2 (Rap, no chords, just strum Am and percussion slap) 
N.C 
Imagine locking the tone of Sarah McLachlan 
N.C 
The fashion of Jimi Hendrix in a box with the bible's doctrine 
N.C 
I look for potential wives, she looking for famous Johnson 
N.C 
She hungry for the action, in New York we call that Bronson 


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Am                F                 G 
Cocaine like the kid was born in '84 
               C                         Am 
How long you really plan to sleep on me for? 
          F                            G 
When I decide to put my cape on the floor 
  C                      Am 
Superman won't save you no more 

Hook 
 F                      G 
Superman won't save you no more 
 C                     Am 
Superman won't save you no more 

 F                       G 
Superman won't save you no more, more, more 

Interlude 


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Am                F                 G 
Cocaine like the kid was born in '84 
               C                         Am 
How long you really plan to sleep on me for? 
          F                            G 
When I decide to put my cape on the floor 
  C                      Am 
Superman won't save you no more 

Hook 
 F                      G 
Superman won't save you no more 
 C                     Am 
Superman won't save you no more 
 F                       G 
Superman won't save you no more, more, more 

Bridge 
Am 
She literally told me: 
G 
"You're too much of a genius" 
 C 
"You're gonna be too famous" 
Am                    G 
She literally left me 
 C 
Tell me that shit ain't a gift and a curse 

Am 
She literally told me: 
G 
"You're too much of a genius" 
 C 
"You're gonna be too famous" 
Am                    G 
She literally left me 
 C 
Tell me that shit ain't a gift and a curse 

Outro 
 Am 
Tell me that shit ain't a gift and a curse 
Am 
Tell me that shit ain't a gift and a curse 
Am 
Tell me that shit ain't a gift and a curse 
Am 
Tell me that shit ain't a gift and a curse 
Am 
Tell me that shit ain't a gift and a curse