You Are Yesterday chords and lyrics - BUTCH TAVARES

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[Intro 1]
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[Verse 1]
Living in [G]a dirty b[F#m]ean,
getting stabbed and jumped
I didn't want to retaliate,
my boys called me a punk
Most of the [G]time a journey
to Christ was [F#m]lonely
My boys in the hood that were ministers
of society disowned me
They [G]said, Ming don't hang no more,
he [F#m]work at Mickey D's
He trying to do his schoolwork now,
no more F's and strictly D's
I [Bm]had to turn it around,
even if it was the 12th grade
I had to graduate,
not looking at what the drug well paid
[G]Al though chosen before
the [F#m]foundation of the world
I was found pacing,
hound chasing the girls
Through the [G]high school and
college hall[F#m]ways
It wasn't a secret then,
so I expressed it always
I got [G]to give all praise to God
[F#m]The risen lamb that had his hands
nailed to the tree after the prison stand
[Bm]He's still living and glory to his name
I thought I had game,
he gave a new story to this land
Come [G]on
Now [F#m]I rise with a song
of thanking and praise
To him until it goes [G]down
And when [F#m]the moon and the stars
are high in the sky
I thank him before I lay [G]down
I wanna [F#m]thank him
for journeyin' life
Journeyin' my life
I wanna [Bm]thank you for the journey
I left [G]the bean at 17
and came [F#m]to Worcester
to push the pen to the paper
Worcester State College was the [G]place
that I laced all my [F#m]first rhymes
Lost from the pain of Boston it hurts
I am just trying to [G]clear the canvas
to paint the [F#m]clear picture
Christ had his hands on me
when I played in church
and didn't hear scriptures
[Bm]Now I'm 20,
didn't think I'd even make it 22,
got my bachelors degree and graduated
Since [G]1999, I've been re[F#m]leasing CDs
Full of profanity, God couldn't be pleased
But he [G]never left me like my
father [F#m]when I was born
He never left me,
even though my style was corn
He never [G]left me,
when [F#m]I should've been praising him
But he don't hold grudges,
love and forgiveness stays in him
[Bm]So now I hold on with the right grip
Like fixing a bike with vice grips
I hold tight because I [G]might slip
And now [F#m]I rise with a song,
a thank and a [G]praise[F#m]
[G]I want to t[F#m]hank you
[Bm]for the journey
[G]2001, the rise [F#m]and fall
Homeless but had a good job
and I disguised it all
My grand[G]mother took care
of many [F#m]people for years
Then she died on Sunday morning
leaving people with tears
Somehow [G]her death put
thing[F#m]s in context
How I was nice with the mic
but writing the wrong text
I'm [Bm]back, I've been a sucker
for clothes and cars
Spending all my money
calling women hoes and bras
Thought [G]it was my ride,
but when [F#m]the ride was over
The pages from my daily journal
turned me to a soldier
[G]That's when the decision was made
[F#m]I started thinking about ways
to stop being a financial slave
I wanted [G]to write rhymes without [F#m]cursing
I started rehearsing,
God's changing me
to a whole different person
Thank[Bm]s for the experience,
not leaving me in the wilderness
He's coming back for his children,
that's why I'm building [G]this
Now [F#m]I rise with the sun,
thanking and praising him
until it goes down
[G]And when the [F#m]moon and the stars
are high in the sky,
I thank him before I lay down
[G]I wanna t[F#m]hank him for putting
a journey in my life,
journey in my life around
I wanna [Bm]thank you, yeah, for the journey