Walking Home Chords

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[Verse 1]
[Em]Cinderblox
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[B]Cinderbox
[Em]Music[B][Em]
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Cinderbox
Roaming home,
Roaming home,
Roaming [C]home,
[Gm]Roaming home
[C]Sou[Em]l exposed,
barefoot, torn clothes
Worn out from the long [B]road I chose
An [Em]uphill battle but chose to still go
To con[Bm]struct my man and my [B]will to grow
I [Em]rode through life,
collected scars and stripes
As I watched the cars [B]go by
and missed the lessons
I [Em]tripped on [A]a couple of brick
[Em]s but didn't sweat it
Got up and [B]kept on with marchin' session
I sparked conversa[Em]tion with heart,
exchangin' words
And information needed to
com[B]plete the mission
Now [Em]I'm deep sea fishin',
dive deep for wisdom
Plannin' every step accord
[B]ing to orders given
In order [Em]to keep livin',
I gotta follow the paved road
Gotta swallow pride and [B]not catch a thot
Take it all in [Em]stride and catch
[Bm]the shock [Em]syn drome
I'm walkin' [A]home[Em][C][Gm]
[C]
[Em]I'm poetry in [G]motion, [B]each step a stanza,
[Em]break beats the backdrop, my walking anthem
is a hip hop verse, I converse with diversity,
certainly enrolled in life's university,
[B]Consta[Em]ntly learning how
the earth rotates
Around the sun helps my soul
shine in every situation
We keep it moving,
show improvements on the pavement
A hard day's trip becomes
its own payment
[F#m]I grip a mi[Em]c,
represent with a pen and a pad
Fiendin' for a spot to light
[B]the rhymes that I had
One [Em]after the other one,
then I take another one
We keep steppin' till [B]me and
my brothers are done
[Em]Walkin' home like a homeless man
Bustin' lifestyle raps over track
[B]s in the sand
It's like that, y 'all,
[C]and that's [Gm]the way it is
Making music is my [C]habit,
so to hell with the [Em]bit [C]ters[Gm]
[C]
My [Em]feet are tired and flattened,
so needless to say
My walk sometimes hurts,
but [B]I do it anyway
[Em]And put one foot in front of the other and
cover more ground that [B]way
Steadily pacing my[Em]self I'm
readily placed into a situation
With the race I'm in I win by not [B]quitting
Giv[Em]ing up is not an option
Although at times I get into a rut
Well what I [B]choose can bruise my feet
And [Em]im pede my progress
It's a lifelong process
Ended only by the final[B]ity of my death
Or [C]the rapture of the church
Whichever [Gm]one comes first I
can think what y 'all will
But time [C]will tell what's [Em]real
Verses I get burned through
Just to watch thoughts grow
And talk truth on track
So people [B]reap what I sow
All [C]my baggage in tow, I heel toe
The straight an[Gm]d narrow real slow
And [C]sidestep obstacles and potholes an[Em]d walk
[B]-throughs[Em]
[C][Gm][C][Gm][Am]
[Em]I don't have to rely on a [A]fr[B]ee rid[Em]e
I use my feet right and left walkin'
[B]home in the [Em]sunlight
[A]Rhy[Em]min' to m[A]ysel[Em]f with some delight,
what would it be [B]like?
Probably wouldn't see right,
but then [Em]again I just might
Take some time to rewrite,
makin' sure to be tight
[B]That's just not the real life,
[A]I'll nev[Em]er know what that would feel like
But so, I just roll [B]with it,
it took some time but I'm [Em]over it
And I wouldn't have it any other way
At least that's what I tell myself to
[B]get me through another day
[Em]Even though the rhymin' doesn't pay
[B]And my [Em]mind keeps on tellin'
me I [F#m]better [A]stay [B]away
[F#m]But my[Em] heart wouldn't
have it any other way
And this is what I tell myself to get me
through another [A]day[F#m][Em]
Another day
And this is what I tell myself to get through
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