Tom: C minor•
Verse 1
Cm
I have a dream of a scene
between the green hills
Clouds pull away and the sunlight's
revealed
People don't talk about
keeping it real
It's understood that they actually will
And intoxicated and stimulated MCs
Staring in the trees, paranoid,
are gone in the breeze
Watch them flee, hip-hop heads
heads
Take a walk with me and what you'll see
Is a land where the sand's made
of crushed up wax
And the sky beyond you is Krylon blue
And everybody speaks in
a dialect of rhyme
And MCs have left materialism
behind them
Meanwhile, I just grip my mic
And hope me and my team
make it through alright
Because say what you will,
and say what you might
But don't ignore who it's for
at the end of the night
G
Cm
Because this is dedicated to the
Verse 2
Cm
kids
Dm
D
Dedicated to wherever music lives
Cm
Ab
Dedicated to those tired of
the same old same
G
And dedicated to the people
advancin' the game
Cm
What's real, is the kids who know
that something's wrong
What's real,
Dm
D
is the kids who think they don't belong
Ab
is the kids who have nowhere to run
G
Who are hiding in the shadows,
waiting for the sun
Cm
I've seen a lot of sh-,
Verse 3
Cm
I've talked to a bum
Out on Sunset Strip,
he asked me, "How would you feel
If everybody acted like
you didn't exist?
You'd lose your grip,
probably eventually flip"
So let it be known,
the only reason that we do this
So you can pick it up and just
bang your head to it
While MCs fight to see who
can be the commonest
We float overhead like a space
odyssey monolith
Dm
G
over being part of the same old thing
D
Cm
It's all gonna change in a hurricane
G
And acidic rain and promises
you won't do it again
Cm
F
Fm
Meanwhile, I just grip my mic
F
Dm
G
And hope me and my team
Cm
Ab
Because say what you will,
and say what you might
Cm
But don't ig nore who it's for
at the end of the night
Verse 4
Cm
Because this is dedicated to the
kids
Dm
D
Dedicated to wherever music lives
Cm
Ab
Dedicated to those tired of the
same old same
G
And dedicated to the people
advancin' the game
Cm
What's real, is the kids who know
that something's wrong
Dm
What's real, is the kids who think
D
Dm
they don't belong
Ab
is the kids who have nowhere to run
G
Who are hiding in the shadows
Dm
Pulling me close, the shadow
Verse 5
Dm
G
This is where I feel at home,
Fm
F
this is my place to hide
Cm
Ab
the shadow is warm inside
G
This is where I feel at home,
this is my place to hide
Cm
Because this is dedicated to
Verse 6
Cm
the kids
G
Dedicated to wherever music lives
Cm
Ab
Dedicated to those tired of
the same old same
G
And dedicated to the people
What's real, is the kids who know
that something's wrong
What's real,
is the kids who think they don't belong
What's real,
Ab
is the kids who have nowhere to run
Cm
Who are hiding in the shadows
waiting for the sun
Verse 7
Cm
This is dedicated to the kids
G
Dedicated to wherever music lives
Cm
Ab
Dedicated to those tired of
the same old same
G
And dedicated to the people
advancin' the game
Cm
What's real, everybody who
doesn't feel safe
G
What's real, everybody who knows
they're out of place
Ab
anybody with nowhere to run
G
Who hides in the shadows waiting
Outro 1
Cm
Cm
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