Organic Composition chords by Ed Rowe

SimplifiedAm · Bm · G · Em · C

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Intro 1

Parts

Verse 1
of the whole,
G 
Am 
place the arts to the scroll
Reconnecting rhythms
G 
from the heart to the soul
Bm 
Speech reflects the vision,
isn't hard to control
Breathing precious wisdom,
prisms start to unfold
Am 
Rose from my golden hands,
another row has re -emerged
Manifested in the form of fluent
speaking words
From my balls point, I jot crown jewels
While these fools soundin' high
like they had they testes removed
As my chest meets the groove smoother,
I put my heart into it
Like cardiosurgeons or
Herculean maneuver
Endurer of immaculate beats
Respirate tracts and circulate em back
Bm 
like their vascular beats
Am 
Spectacular leaps, and brain function,
it stay pumpin'
Flex my neocortex,
enroach the gray substance
Matter of factly,
the blood dribbles cripple exactly
The ink blends my arteries pen,
shoulda tracked thee
Likes of a composition notebook,
wiggle with no hook
My vision does the writing,
hand guided by sightings
Of blank pages,
tattooed skin with ink dabbed on razors
Give the sheet goose bumps
G 
like I'm in a blind
Bm 
R   .L. Stine phase, kid
Am 
Just face it, it's over,
my songs give life like organ donors
Bm 
O .S.
Am 
Parts of the whole,
place the arch to the scroll
G 
Reconnect the rhythms
Am 
from the heart to the soul
Speech reflects the vision,
it'snt hard to control
Breathing precious wisdom,
prisms start to unfold
Em 
Before your very eyes
Am 
Bm 
Am 
Em 
Am 
Check it, yo
C 
After penetrating skins,
Am 
ejaculating ink to saturate it
I command the diaphragm,
Bm 
Am 
devise a plan to narrate it
Aided and abetted,
C 
Am 
my assistance engine
C 
to set it into motion
G 
C 
From potential love to kinetic demotion
Am 
And dead up is broken,
and yo although it keeps me choking
It's this breath control,
Em 
my effort shows that flows
G 
need to be spoken
C 
Am 
So I'm hoping that if
ever my lungs collapse
It falls but come in one syntax
Which be she is capable
of repumping that
Back to life, active sacrifices
While my tracks suffice
I filter through the liver
Em 
But if needed just at  tach a mic
Am 
I'll spill my blood through it
It's love fluid, nothing to it
Bm 
Am 
G 
Anatomical structures that rupture
Bm 
With nothing to  do
Am 
with this bionic torture
Spits purer than ionic water
C 
Am 
Diabolical slaughter
G 
From songs that bang hard as mortars
Am 
Record this as something
Just in case you thought of confronting
C 
These verbals too surgical
Am 
But nurture still await the cord cutting
Just face it, it's over
My songs take life
like operating on organ donors
G 
C 
Bm 
Close up
Am 
Em 
No lawsuits
G 
Am 
Signed off on it