Gm F I came from nothing but not nothing like "nothing" Gm F "Nothing", like "nobody thought I was something"... Gm F "Nothing", like "called every name in the book", Eb But for every second guess F I never gave a second look Gm Look, I fell myself F "Don't let it get to me. Gm F cuz if the best the got is not impressing me, Gm F then there's no reason they should get the best of me, Eb While they were aiming at my words F They missed the rest of me [Chorus] Eb F Gm How can I stop all these critics from their talking Eb F Gm the more I do, the more they say Eb F But there's no way I'm stopping Gm so they just keep on talking Eb F Gm Who do you think I think I am? Gm F I got the felling that there's more like me Gm F Born in Babylon but you just got to be free Gm F Shackles on your feet that you and me can't see, Eb but you can feel them and they're heavy, F so you need that key Gm F and now you're looking at your hand, saying Gm F "Man, if I ditch the system , these could be mine" Gm F but then you hear a voice come up from behind, Eb F "Don't even think about stepping out of line..." [Chorus] solo Gm F My friends are deep and they're all I got, Gm F and they stand up behind me if you like it or not Gm F and I'm telling you that the Fire's Hot, Eb did you see that smoke F and did you hear that shot... Gm F Cuz it's a war and in the middle I am Gm F So judge now with your pen in hand Gm F Cuz I'm too busy to judge another man, Eb I'm trying to write the blueprint F for all the world to understand [Chorus x2] this part of the song is sang whit the chorus. The want stop talk, and I regret me giving you any little voice at all But saving this world just come with a cost... "... maybe they were right from the start..." Maybe I should be myself, cuz I'm just giving these critics help..." And it makes me twist my stomach in half, that my pen and his pen are put into the same breath. If I never tried to do this at all, Then I think he'd be out of a jov. "... and maybe I just should've stayed in bed, stay out of the booth and put all these guitars in the closet..." "... maybe I should go back to school, buy any more education just make me feel like a fool..." so I guess I Goot let critics talk, cuz I WONT STOP!.
