In The Meantime chords by Sub-conscious

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Intro 1
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Woodland forever

Verse 1
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Now see, there's times like this that
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I've got to crack a   smile
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Cause my experience with indie
music's been so wild
Used to say the
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Towers was wild, labels was losin'
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It's 2005, so let's get this shit movin'
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I'd like to pay a tribute to
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those who know the truth
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About the way for them potential chants
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My album won't recruit now,
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the proof is in production
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And ain't nothin' y 'all can tell me
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In case you try, I brought along,
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I   brought along
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Ellie, a duo, not a   trio
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Music ain't no lesser reboot,
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just more funky
So these punky boots
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the groupies cannot front
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They offer 12 .5 %  when
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all I really wanted
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Was 50 -50 backing
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speeds plus 100 -100
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Been droppin' bombs, loveless, it's my
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S .P .L. endeavors
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Pushin' orbits, lyric lovers,
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surfers  of the texture
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I've swooped in past the soup skins to
show you how deep my steeds go
Lyrics so lethal, now I'll let go my ego
It ain't just peeps,
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I know enough heads in pursuit
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Of  my latest gems, and yo,
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I got to quit my job and choose pronto
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Battle beats wanted me to sign,
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but they was only of  fering pennies, nickels, and dimes
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So in  the meantime,
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I'm a college counselor
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Col   lege counselor,
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in the meantime
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I said, in the meantime,
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I'm a college counselor
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College counselor, in the meantime
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At last,
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subconscious unwaxing,
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Stop berserker with single,
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It's been a year and a half in fact,
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Now I don't dally a   diddle,
The work ethic is official,
But it's almost like these labels
keep trying to blacklist you,
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And believe me, man, I do understand
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Singles used to move grams,
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but now it's iPods and
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MP3s
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But why y signing all these frenzy freaks? I tried jokes,
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babygram, man, I tried stones, throw up
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Wait, yo, what up,
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Yeah, what you trying to say, sir?
Most of these labels are scared
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Come on, my album is official
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Deep
This took it next a few notches
But my new lunch special's
got more vegetables
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Finally, y hungry for dopeness with
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But these
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A &Rs want me rubbing up on testicles
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I pressed the last part,
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jacked myself
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Then I  realized I  need help
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Damn, don't know what else to say,
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man, come on
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Consignment contracts, we out in
Japan
What the fuck?
Move my listeners like witness protection
With all these cats that sub
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got checked in
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Paper for the label,
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plus percentage for my cavalry
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Y  know I got the skills at least
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to see a teacher salary
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In the meantime,
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I'm a college counselor
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College counselor
In the meantime,
you're sitting at a mealtime
I'm a college counselor, a college counselor
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In the meantime
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Surprising as they're tidying
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the greetings
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Giving the weak emcees
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Fashion ain't the only world
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that need em
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Where's the
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B  -Police?
Supposed to be prolific
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Where the vocal ski's ridiculously busty
And the
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Kremes soak them up they britches
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I'm subbing you a natural
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Your flow's about as hot as a
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Foreman
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Grin' on an ill
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Rick, I mean enormous
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Roastin' on my rhetoric with
Cajun -style consonants
To nourish y 'all with somethin' beyond
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this cookie -cutter consciousness
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Fuck the game today and suckers
with that lack of confidence
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And most later acts become the
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system's best accomplices
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Masses can't handle my  steeze,
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yo, all I need
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Is 50 ,000 fans and some tours overseas
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So move it, stupid, get this music
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Some ventilation on rich shit
And on two of the illest
of this generation
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Peace to all my fans,
but my motherfuckin' hands is tied
As soon as labels make the call,