Tonart: E minor
Verse 1
More
B
Cinderbox
Em
B
Em
Music
More
Cinderbox
Roaming home,
Roaming home,
C
Em
Soul exposed,
barefoot, torn clothes
B
Worn out from the long road I chose
Em
An uphill battle but chose to still go
Bm
B
To construct my man and my will to grow
Em
I rode through life,
collected scars and stripes
B
As I watched the cars go by
and missed the lessons
Em
A
I tripped on a couple of brick
Em
s but didn't sweat it
B
Got up and kept on with marchin' session
Em
I sparked conversation with heart,
exchangin' words
And information needed to
Em
Now I'm deep sea fishin',
dive deep for wisdom
Plannin' every step accord
Em
In order to keep livin',
I gotta follow the paved road
B
Gotta swallow pride and not catch a thot
Em
Take it all in stride and catch
Bm
Em
the shock syn drome
A
Em
C
Gm
I'm walkin' home
C
Em
G
B
I'm poetry in motion, each step a stanza,
Em
break beats the backdrop, my walking anthem
is a hip hop verse, I converse with diversity,
certainly enrolled in life's university,
B
Em
Constantly learning how
the earth rotates
Around the sun helps my soul
shine in every situation
We keep it moving,
show improvements on the pavement
A hard day's trip becomes
its own payment
F#m
Em
I grip a mic,
represent with a pen and a pad
Fiendin' for a spot to light
Em
One after the other one,
then I take another one
B
We keep steppin' till me and
my brothers are done
Em
Walkin' home like a homeless man
Bustin' lifestyle raps over track
It's like that, y 'all,
C
Gm
and that's the way it is
C
Making music is my habit,
Em
C
Gm
so to hell with the bit ters
C
Em
My feet are tired and flattened,
so needless to say
My walk sometimes hurts,
Em
And put one foot in front of the other and
B
cover more ground that way
Em
Steadily pacing myself I'm
readily placed into a situation
B
With the race I'm in I win by not quitting
Em
Giving up is not an option
Although at times I get into a rut
B
Well what I choose can bruise my feet
Em
And im pede my progress
It's a lifelong process
B
Ended only by the finality of my death
C
Or the rapture of the church
Gm
Whichever one comes first I
can think what y 'all will
C
Em
But time will tell what's real
Verses I get burned through
Just to watch thoughts grow
And talk truth on track
B
So people reap what I sow
C
All my baggage in tow, I heel toe
Gm
The straight and narrow real slow
C
Em
And sidestep obstacles and potholes and walk
B
Em
-throughs
C
Gm
C
Gm
Am
Em
A
B
Em
I don't have to rely on a free ride
I use my feet right and left walkin'
B
Em
home in the sunlight
A
Em
A
Em
Rhymin' to myself with some delight,
Probably wouldn't see right,
Em
but then again I just might
Take some time to rewrite,
makin' sure to be tight
B
That's just not the real life,
A
Em
I'll never know what that would feel like
B
But so, I just roll with it,
Em
it took some time but I'm over it
And I wouldn't have it any other way
At least that's what I tell myself to
B
get me through another day
Em
Even though the rhymin' doesn't pay
B
Em
And my mind keeps on tellin'
F#m
A
B
me I better stay away
F#m
Em
But my heart wouldn't
have it any other way
And this is what I tell myself to get me
A
F#m
Em
through another day
Another day
And this is what I tell myself to get through
F#m
Outro 1
Em
F#m
Em
Em
B
Em
F#m
Em
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