Chords for Beneath The Surface

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_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [Dm] On the man made late, dead the street of the night,
Where unskilled skaters cut figure eight twice,
That sixteen uncut direct from the coat, Head on assault, the result, death by the
boat, In the boat, they spoke about the average
lost mission, That was seen by King in a prophetic vision,
Like a plane crash from a bomb blast, [C] Special broadcast, slot time with [Dm] Comcast,
They kept the jury quiet, and now the riot performed,
While satanic man, now hanging his dog, I swing on your fake radio personalities,
Who charades, with heights behind casualties, With fire shot, below pressure water gun flame,
Instantly flak you five like it's Palm Sunday, I fashioned the first rule, from [C] the elements
the earth used, And built it to a [Dm] complex network of communications,
You're up against a hopeless situation, I screen every vehicle through enemy observation,
Swarming unpredictably, we spread terror, Increase the fog, significantly change the
era, Check my wind pattern, it's heading west,
Success is freedom, failure can mean death, [C] Human sweat, aim shovels, dig up [Dm] debris and
rubble, Permanent damage caused by the devil,
You, now who, carelessly urge you to merge through,
And think the workers will serve you, the sonic marvel,
Who just dropped the next novel, Worldwide rapidly more than marvel,
If the countless, amount of MC's I save, And them same niggas wanna swallow those gifts I [C] gave,
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Underneath the surface, but as your purpose lies,
It seems the world is worthless, like we're born beneath the sky,
Faced the race by reason, and passion's just a win,
So empty so I breathe in, [C] keep myself from giving in,
[Dm] Love and hatred, moments most sacred, Both species, they lay naked in the tombs of
the old races, Think back on niggas I ate with,
Spend the day with, guns we play with, Niggas I relate with, we broke bread,
I heard two of our niggas work for the fed, Send out secretly to take my head,
I lay back and meditate to the [C] words they said, Skip town for a month and use the [Dm] dreads,
Had a friend tell my family I was dead, Return at the last fall of the autumn leaves,
Operate the plan accordingly, In case the feds are recording me,
Sign all documents, use it forgery, Cause just a mere thought of me,
I'm like Solomon, spoke bluntly, Told the world I'm black and comely,
Howls from the grave haunt me, [C] The smell of death's upon me,
I dwell in the hills like [Dm] Gandhi, Been in the presence of mad peasants,
And Noah King, who sold everything, On the quest for God's divine,
Slept in caves to get a clear mind, Who prayed three times,
When the moon lit, and when the sun died, I met dwellers in the desert,
Talk to shepherds, been in the mouth of many leopards,
Felt the death kiss of Satan's mistress, Walked through [C] faking districts,
Before religions, studied pagan [Dm] scriptures, To philosophers and physicians,
On the cure of missions, who hard their hearts, Toward the weak, sick, and afflicted,
Candles lit, gambled with a bitch, Who made me love her,
When I touch her, saw paws, hide claws, Bees with sweet honey in they mouth,
Have bitter stingers at they tail, Walk through the chambers of death,
Take a hold on the hell, [C] Embracing her was like embracing the third well,
[Dm] Scratch underneath the surface, Where does your purpose lie?
It seems the will is worthless, Like we're bones beneath the sky,
Faced to waste by reason, And passion's just a whim,
Feel empty so I breathe in, Keep [C] myself from giving in,
[Dm] Scratch underneath the surface, _ _ _ _ _ _
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Where does your purpose lie? _ _ _ _ _
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