Tom: A minor•
Intro 1
Am
Dm
I've
Verse 1
F
Am
got some things to
Dm
Am
Dm
Am
vent man
F
I'm sick of people just judging us
Am
on the way that we look
Instead of looking at the heart
F
Am
Is it a crime for me to walk
these streets
Dm
Dressed in these clothes
Am
and feeling these beats
Dm
F
Am
As you presume criminal things of me
Cause the outside appearance
is all you can see
Dm
F
Dm
Am
And is it wrong for me
to enter God's house
Dm
With my cap and baggy jeans
Am
looking gangstered out?
Dm
Am
Must you presume sinful things of me?
Cause the outside appearance
is all you can see
Young, black and wear baggy jeans
so automatically
Dm
Am
In the eyes of many, I come under scrutiny
All you can see is the outside appearance
So it's natural that the average man
in the dark night would fear us
F
Am
That's cool, I'm not offended,
don't feel apprehended
Dm
Am
Cause eventually my character
will no doubt be manifested
I refuse to be labelled
for outside apparel
I could wear rags
but my inner man is outlined for battle
Walk with a royal mindset,
I'm the son of a king
Am
these men in jeans will be governing
Running things,
cos what we believe in is the truth
Dm
Am
That's why we're more integral
Dm
Am
than a hundred men in business suits
F
Am
And we'll see that Jesus lives in me
Am
stay obedient to the father's will
and live out my destiny
If what I'm wearing limits you
then that's too bad
While I pray for the sick in
baseball top and do -rag
F
Dm
Am
Is it a crime for me to walk
these streets
Dm
Dressed in these clothes
Am
and feelin' these beats?
Dm
Am
Must you presume crim
inal things of me?
Cause the outside appearance
is all you can see
F
Am
And is it wrong for me to
enter God's house
Dm
With my cap and baggy jeans
Am
lookin' gangsta'd out?
Cause the outside appearance
is all you can see
In man's hearts are hidden things
we would weep to see
Dm
Am
The innermost desire is to know
what it means to be free
You're climbing a tree
Dm
Am
that's roots are severed and dying
Dm
Am
Dm
How long will it be till you tower
True strength is found
in accepting that we're weak
Dm
It's getting on our knees
Am
and washing our brother's feet
What I'm spitting
is like hearing a foreign language
Translated, it has the power
to cease the grips of anguish
Dm
Am
Shame is a liar,
he'd have his head
or face in the ground
Dm
God whispers beauty is found
Am
in the midst of the breakdown
Can we brave the storms,
let go of our pasts?
Dm
Am
Dm
The only face that God will remove
Dm
F
Dm
Am
And step by step we can
rebuild and transcend
Dm
Not with bricks and mortar,
Am
but with the hearts of men
See this world change,
cause we've achieved solidarity
As confusion subsides
and our identity brings clarity
Dm
Am
Is it a crime for me to walk
these streets?
Dm
Dressed in these clothes
Am
and feeling these beats?
Must you presume criminal
things of me?
Cause the outside appearance
is all you can see
F
Am
And is it wrong for me to
enter God's house?
Dm
With my cap and baggy jeans
Am
looking gangsta'd out, uh
Cause the outside appearance
Dm
Am
is all you can see
They say that beauty's in the
eyes of the beholder
But most of the beholders
are looking over their shoulders
And beauty is slowly leaving this world
As love turns to hate
and selfishness unfurls
F
Dm
Am
An d now it's a crime for
me to speak my faith
Dm
Am
Governments saying I'm out there
inciting religious hate
The same government that says
they're trying to free us
Are actively inciting the UK
to hate Jesus
And for real the church
isn't doing much better
Dm
Am
Instead of getting hands dirty
they sit and write letters
Too self -obsessed
with what's going on in the church
To know it's the anguish
outside the doors of the church
F
Am
Too many haters, too slow to tire
Dm
Am
These clothes are just covering
a heart that's on fire
And if you wanna challenge us,
then first check the flute
And hear the resounding voice
F
of thousands of youth inspired
Am
Dm
Am
Yeah,
Dm
Am
this is the voice of a rising generation
Of young men and women
Dm
Am
Dm
Am
F
who seek to serve Jesus
Am
With what they've got,
Dm
Am
and who they are
Don't hate on us
Is it a crime for me to walk
these streets
Dm
G
Dm
Dressed in these clothes
Am
and feeling these beats
Must you presume criminal things of me
Dm
Am
G
Cos the outside appearance
F
Am
And is it wrong for me to
enter God's house
Dm
Am
Dm
With my cap and baggy jeans
Am
looking gangster'd out
Must you presume sin
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