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The Sidewalks chords by J-LIVE

  • Eb

    6
  • G

  • D

  • B

    2
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Intro 1
(E flat major) (G major) (D major) (E flat major)
(G major) (D major) (E flat major)
(G major) (E flat major)
(G major)
(D major) (E flat major)
Verse 1
I (E flat major) grew up on the chill (G major) side
an (D major) d no big (E flat major) deal side
Stayin' alive was no problem,
the Upper East Side pro (G major) ject some (D major) condos some
(E flat major) where in between downtown and Harlem
It's not quite accurate to
(G major) claim how either side
(E flat major) was ever either or this or all that
Some project apartments
be (G major) decked out fat,
some (E flat major) condos still packed
with roaches and rats
But if New York is a concrete jungle, (G major)
my old earth (E flat major) kept me in a zoo
where it wasn't so wild
Who wouldn't want to find a way
to make it (G major) safe for a (D major) child?
As (E flat major) a teenager
I learned to escape for a while,
but you know what they say
Being out of your element
Was a giraffe, monkey, lion, or elephant
In school they said I was on the right track
(D major) But in (E flat major) the school of hard knocks
I'd have got left back
Nowadays no knocks get left,
(G major) my left knock's (D major) back
Some (E flat major) say might makes right,
so my rights ain't light
But whether giving beat downs
or getting (G major) down on (D major) beat
You're not (E flat major) likely to see me
or consider me street
But from the sidewalks
I see how (G major) it's rough out (D major) there
I see (E flat major) the extra large dosage
of life ain't fair
From the sidewalks
I see how the gas don't (D major) last
In (E flat major) the streets and you crash
when you go too fast
From the South Walks,
trust shit (G major) is just as (D major) real
Even (E flat major) if your lifestyle
ain't kill or be killed
From the South Walks,
Chris Rock (G major) got you gassed
(D major) But I'm that (E flat major) smart yard nigga
that'll whoop your ass
Yo, I love New York, (G major) I am New (D major) York
The way I (E flat major) spin, break beats,
make beats and talk
The way I eat, sleep, drink,
fuck, (G major) spit and (D major) walk
The way (E flat major) I build and destroy,
cause that's how I was taught
I'm feelin' Philly for now,
I don't (G major) get home sick
I'm still (E flat major) close enough to the Yanks,
Giants and Knicks
It's still city to city,
just different bricks
(D major) See, I don't di (E flat major) vide by places,
man, fuck that shit
It's a different state,
but similar state of mind
See, every city got the
same theme on the line
A battleground for the lives
of the dumb and blind
(D major) You heard? (E flat major) Please believe
that it takes all kinds
We all gotta get over in our own way
Place to stay, peace to lay, and a payday
I get mine's the legit way
(B major) But no (G major) tellin' what I (E flat major) do to protect mine
So you best respect mine
Kindness for weakness, (G major) faith for fear
Common (E flat major) mistakes are made
until the cards are played
But don't step to my door
thinking (G major) something is (D major) sweet
Or we (E flat major) won't even have to take
it all the way to the street
Cause from the sidewalks,
corners that (G major) I clean at (D major) home
Never (E flat major) fuck with the sanctity of my home
From the sidewalk,
I'm from New York and (D major) Philly
So (E flat major) from Broadway to Broad Street,
you got to feel me
From the sidewalk,
I know how to hold it down
On my own when I come through
and visit your town
From the sidewalk,
Chris Rock (G major) got some (D major) gas
But I'm (E flat major) that smarty -arm nigga
that'll whoop your ass
From the sidewalks,
I've been watching (G major) hip -hop grow
And vice (E flat major) versa,
from school battles to my own show
I watch skills evolve,
and (G major) the next up (E flat major) blow
Motivated by the love for
the art and the dough
I seen people influenced
by (B major) the next man's (D major) flow
To (E flat major) the point that it controls
where their content go
But if it's 8 million stories
and (G major) a handful of rappers
We (E flat major) can't all be pimps, players,
and gun clappers
It sounds sexy coming out to stereo,
right?
But then you wonder
why we still getting stereotyped
Like we a whole generation
of wanna -be (D major) thugs
and soon -to (E flat major) -be hoes
Like that's just how I go
But everybody in the city ain't (G major) ghetto
We all not (E flat major) slinging rocks in Totem Meadow
And everybody in the ghetto
ain't (B major) gangsta
(E flat major) Waiting for a reason to stomp,
shoot, and shank ya
And every gangster in (B major) the ghetto
ain't stupid as (D major) you
Advoc (E flat major) ating that bullshit
the way that you do
Like there's no consequences
or repercussions
Like we don't even think first
before we start busting
But whatever's clever,
son, I let (G major) them tell it
Why should (E flat major) I play the role of zealot
just for y 'all to repel it?
I'd rather rep for the rest of us
with real talk
(G major) So I'm (E flat major) out, like that, J
Trans been alive on the sidewalks
(G major) (E flat major)
(G major) (D major) (E flat major)
(D major) (E flat major)
(E flat major)
(G major) I'm from the (E flat major) sidewalks
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