Tarnished chords by Dälek

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Intro 1

Verse 1
Am 
Adapt to daylight  (A minor) that breaks
over roofs on horizon
Split chest to concrete to clear sinus
Letters curve like true writers
Respect due to Phase2
Bombs grew from angst
of knuckled fighters

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Verse 2

The ones who fell in urban combat

The ones who never cared to adapt

The ones in life who always felt trapped

The ones who made a real impact

The ones who molded exactly

Verse 3
where these thought sat.
Am 
 (A minor) Verses amplified
acoustically through wires
Makes perfect sense in mind
with liquored virus
It all makes sense when mind's
on liquored virus
Traveled under soil with Osiris
Birth and death of modern
world on the Tigris
Why fight this?
Okt nigga why you even mic this?
Most the rest of world
don't even like us
Ink flow from pen to raw papyrus
12 straight hours doing work
ain't even tired
Tried and hung from sycamore
Cause i attempt to play Picasso for the poor
No one wants to hear this lion's roar
No one wants to hear a lion's roar
Attempts on life are insured
With truths i spit on tours
Bourge muthafukas expect us on all fours
Use brute force when
i need to underscore
The perfect paragraph
always hit block raw

Verse 4
Hits blocks (raw).
Am 
 (A minor) Endure the everyday, remain tarnished
Truth is all tarnished
Corner stoops is all tarnished
Even when it's strength
we try to harness
My mental stay tarnished
The way we act on streets is all tarnished
Even when we meek we still tarnished
All the words we speak is mad tarnished
The core of man tarnished

Verse 5
Am 
They say at best we tamed  (A minor) savage
This train of thought kept collective
souls all ravished
Raised a weary fist to catch
my breath above the gutter
Gave away our hope and dignity
as not to smother
We still suffer!
Tragedy at times results in stutter
Stability off kilter
Resist within oppression
The struggle is our weapon
Perhaps this is the blessing

Verse 6
Existence as the lesson.
Am 
 (A minor) Ink flow from pen to raw papyrus
12 straight hours doing work
ain't even tired
Tried and hung from sycamore
Cause i attempt to play
Picasso for the poor
No one wants to hear this lion's roar
No one wants to hear a lion's roar
Attempts on life are insured
With truths i spit on tours
Bourge muthafukas expect
us on all fours

Verse 7
Am 
No need to mention where  (A minor) 
we is or where we at
Instead i reminisce on all my peoples
that we lost Black
The ones who molded exactly
where these thought sat
The ones who taught me how to act
The ones who fell in urban combat
The ones who never cared to adapt
The ones in life who always felt trapped
The ones who made a real impact
The ones who had the qualities
your average man lacks
Commit their memories to wax
In fact commit their very tarnished essence
to the core of (this track).

Verse 8
Am 
Endure the  (A minor) everyday, remain tarnished
Truth is all tarnished
Corner stoops is all tarnished
Even when it's strength
we try to harness
My mental stay tarnished
The way we act on streets is all tarnished
Even when we meek we still tarnished
All the words we speak
is mad tarnished

Verse 9
The core of man tarnished
Am 
 (A minor) Endure the everyday, remain tarnished
Truth is all tarnished
Corner stoops is all tarnished
Even when it's strength we try to harness
My mental stay tarnished
The way we act on streets is all tarnished
Even when we meek we still tarnished
All the words we speak is mad tarnished