The Dusty Foot Philosopher chords and lyrics - K'NAAN

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[Verse 1]
[Em]Yo. [Am]Just imagine like whistling
down a desert [Em]or some shit.
[Am]Don't this make you wanna swing

[Verse 2]
like monkeys outta trees?
[Em]I don't got no parameters
This amateur [Am]is famous
All you fame getters
Hate [Em]haterers
Our main names are date of births
On a later verse
[Am]Make a nigger play reverse
[Em](move backwards)
Marching with some soldiers here
We coming [Am]over there
The kind of niggers soldiers fear
You just gotta stare
You ain't got [Em]no option (no)
Please [Am]relax son
I'm taking over like drug
dealer cars to auctions
[Em]Oh these are hungry men
These are angry men
[Am]Heard you got a lot of guts
They'll call your bluff
Your shit is [Em]laughable
Why you rap at all?
[Am]Why don't you just wrap
sandwiches to earn a capital?
[Em]When half the shit that you spit
Ain't even [Am]half sick
If you was doing my physical you
couldn't have my shit
[Em]Back to [B]my first flow
[Am]I own this shit yo
[Em]My skills so bright when I spit
[Am]my lips glow

[Verse 3]
[Em]The dusty foot philosopher
Ripping up kilometers
[Am]Winking at you officers
da dum da dum da dum
The [Em]dusty foot philosopher
[Am]Sicking up the monitor
Waking up the auditors
da dum da dum da [Em]dum
And I've seen war and some Survived [Am]the slaughter son

[Verse 4]
Kids play cops and robbers and
not with the water guns
And yeah [Em]picture me
And big brother Lee
[Am]Walking through the fire
We came to claim our victory
And I roll with a harder pen
I might start a trend
Beat down and whack MCs, coz you
know there's a lot of them
Wait 'til [Em]my shit crashes
Rip [Am]asses
Women who give me neck
suffer from whiplashes
I frighten the masses
[Em]'Cause I'm that nasty
[Am]I heard to get a deal you had
to give lap dances
[Em]This shit is serious
So here it is
[Am]The people wanted something real
Well yo, here it is
My rhymes push records back [Em]like a belly [Am]button,
dirty rutting
I got stiff neck steady
nuttin' it aint nothing
I got the track laid like I'm fucking
[Em]The only balls you got is made
out [Am]of cotton.

[Verse 5]
[Em]The dusty foot philosopher
Ripping up kilometers
[Am]Winking at you officers da dum
da dum da dum
[Em]The dusty foot philosopher
[Am]Sicking up the monitor
Waking up the auditors da dum da
[Em]dum [Am]da dum

[Verse 6]
[Am]This is [Em]what[Am] you waited fo[Em]r
Glad [Am]you stayed the course
Coz a lot of rappers is getting
treated like lady whores
[Em]And I don't like Babylon
I [Am]don't like your song
I don't like hearing that
fake accent from Dylon
The [Em]industry commentator
Fuck [Am]it I'm a hater
My mind is like your life straight
up cause it's made up
I'm strolling [Em]like babies with big gats,
ladies
[Am]That rock more fellahs than ten
thousand daisies
Harder than harboring [Em]Bin Laden inside the bottom
[Am]compound with Donald Rumsfield and Bush blood
Moving [Em]along like [Am]people
who don't want it
Even if I had jewels I'd be
the type who don't run it
[Em]They call me dusty cause my
feet have [Am]been through a lot
The wisdom of my survival
that's just due to a lie
So I'm not gonna sit here
and whine like crushed grapes
[Em]My mind leaves you
[Am]speechless like duct tape.

[Verse 7]
The [Em]dusty foot philosopher
[Am]Rip ping up kilometers
Winking at you officers da dum
da dum da dum
The dusty foot philo[Em]sopher
[Am]Sicking up the monitor
Waking up the auditors da dum da

[Verse 8]
dum da dum
[Em]The dusty foot philosopher
[Am]Ripping up kilometers
Winking at you officers da dum
da dum da dum
The dusty foot philo[Em]sopher
[Am]Sicking up the monitor
Waking up the auditors da dum da dum

[Interlude 1]
da dum
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[Verse 9]
Wait a minute, wait a minute
The dusty foot philosopher,
Ripping up kilometers,
Faster than you officer,
da da da da da da

[Verse 10]
The dusty foot philosopher, Sicking off
the monitor,
Waking up the auditors, da da da da da da
Why are his feet so dusty?