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