Caught Their Eyes

JAY-Z

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Tom:
F#m Ready for it
F#m I'm ready for it
F#m A Yeah, ahh [Bridge: JAY-Z]
A C#m Eastside nigga with the feets high Nigga with that Lisa, uh
A C#m Talkin' about that Lisa, nigga, with that Westside, nigga
F#m With that Eastside, that dance, uh [Verse 1: JAY-Z]
A D Your eyes speak the truth when everything else lies
F#m May pretend that we kin but the vibes don't fly
F#m A Bruh, I survived readin' guys like you
D A I'm surprised y'all think you can disguise y'all truths
A I seen eyes wide as they're about to shoot
F#m You can be a hairpin off and you can trigger your roots
A F#m I wave to these haters, don't give me dap
A F#m A You know the world can see just how phony you act, bruh
B A Y'all body language is all remedial
F#m How could you see the difference between you and I?
A My crash course was much tougher 'Round friends who kill they friends Then hug their friends' mothers And show up at the funeral, complete with blank stares
F#m A Invisible ink, I had to read things that wasn't there Memories may sneak down my cheek
B A But I could see a side-eye in my sleep
[Chorus: Frank Ocean]
B F#m Ready for it, deep breath, fill up the void
B A Eyes open them up, check off the coins Still stingin' from tears, they try to see you
B A I'm ready for earth, ready for real
B Solipsistic, admit it, I see you there
A So it seems, so you seem
B A I can't tell if you're image or are just the flare
B A In my dreams, in my dreams [Verse 2: JAY-Z]
A I sat down with Prince, eye to eye
F#m He told me his wishes before he died
A Now, Londell McMillan, he must be color blind They only see green from them purple eyes
A B They eyes hide, they eyes high
A My eyes wide shut to all the lies
F#m A These industry niggas, they always been fishy
B F#m But ain't no Biggie, no lazy eye, huh
A This guy had 'Slave' on his face
B You think he wanted the masters with his masters?
F#m You greedy bastards sold tickets to walk through his house
D A I'm surprised you ain't auction off the casket
B Don't big bro me, don't "Big Homie"
F#m A I've seen pure admiration become rivals
F#m A I've been to Paris at least two times
F#m A I've seen the Eiffel, I've seen a eyeful [Chorus: Frank Ocean]
B F#m Ready for it, deep breath, fill up the void
B A Eyes open them up, check off the coins Still stingin' from tears, they try to see you
B A I'm ready for earth, ready for real
B Solipsistic, admit it, I see you there
A So it seems, so you seem
B A I can't tell if you're image or are just the flare
B A In my dreams, in my dreams [Post-Hook: Frank Ocean]
B I've been out of touch for a couple years
A F#m A I've been ready for this for real
F#m A Hopin' I can touch what I see
F#m A 'Cause I've been ready for you, for real [Outro: JAY-Z]
B Look, you've done enough
F#m Have you no sense of decency, sir?
B A At long last, have you left no sense of decency?
F#m Eastside nigga with the feets high
A Nigga with that Lisa, uh
F#m A Talkin' about that Lisa, nigga, with that Westside, nigga
F#m A With that Eastside, uh
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Composição: Randy Newman, Shawn Carter, No I.D. e Lonnie Breaux

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