Intro:

  

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        C

Slap me Daft, we sat down in the back of the class

         Em

To seize knowledge we don't need, I forgot my late pass

        Dm

But I'm early to a arrival beatbox, you got raps?

        Em

Meet me on the football field, don't sleep on field, the quarterback

       C

No one clapped when we locked in, it was removal of our class

       Em

But my flag got captured and I fell between the cracks

   Dm

My tool for inspiration turned into a handicap

   Em

No matter how I tried, I just couldn't fill the gaps

      C

Those whipper snappers, they got trapped old chap

     Em

They lost the way, they never had the right map

   Dm

Needed a sneak attack to slap the demons off my back

     Em

So I picked for the shtetl dreamed big I wouldn't settle

        C

Put the pedal to the metal and returned to fundamentals

     Em

I'll never forget running through the hall with all y'all rebels

        Dm

Roaming through the high land, young bucks invincible

       Em

Echoes in my brain, if kids report to the principle



Chorus:

F

Substance dulls the mind

         Dm

Traife wine clouds the heart

          Am

You can't sew a stitch with one hand

             G

While you're taking it apart

F

Bright lights might look nice

         Dm

But they sure won't make you sharp

          Am

You can't sew a stitch with one hand

             G

While you're taking it apart



            C

Yeah, misty morning and my mom's a mess

                Em

To make matters worse dog my pops is stressed, life is a test

         Dm

Make the grade or catch an F, now death is all that's left

    Em

To ponder I wander off hoping to catch my breath

    C

And hold it, mold my memories from untold scripts

         Em

And roll up in a tornado twist, now I'm certain

          Dm

There's a pertinent reason I'm on this earth

                        Em

Seasons change in white plains, but we remain alert

                        C

When new school years appear fools fear for a failure and crawl away 

   Em

In tears, I play Popeye the Sailor and stay with spinach

Dm 

  We walk the halls with a grimace

                    Em

Yeah they gossip in groups, I try to mind my business and tell the truth

    C                                                    

For instance

                                           Em

I listen, see it all with basketball court vision

 

Ignoring ignorance in fields of fiction

        Dm

We lean back in the calmest position

                Em

And embrace the honesty found within our tension, What's good?



Chorus



Riff



Am

Trapped in the elevator of your mind

Is it real, what will you find behind the door

Your imaginations put you in a bind

Around you there's a cloud of gloom

Swallow the key, lock yourself in a room

Can't see outside of your universe



C

 No more war, there won't be anymore hunger

Em

 No jealousy, not even competition



    Dm

Let go, release, you hold the keys

Em

Time we evaporate into the breeze

C

We are nothing, we are something

    Em

Let go, release, you hold the keys

     Dm

It's time we evaporate into the breeze

   Em

We are nothing, we'll be something

C

Welcome to the desert of my soul

        Em

You can stay if you like, there's room for one more

Dm                          Em

  There's room for one more