Wings

(início)

 Em                                          C
I was seven years old, when I got my first pair
                                    G
I stepped outside, And I was like, Momma
                                 B
this air bubble right here, it's gonna make me fly
              Em                        C
I hit that court, and when I jumped, I jumped, I swear I got so high
             G                                            B
I touched the net, Mom I touched the net.. this is the best day of my life
             Em
Air Max's were next,  That air bubble, that mesh
        C
The box, the smell, the stuffin, the tread.
      Am
At school, I was so cool  I knew that I couldn't crease 'em
    G
My friends couldn't afford 'em
         B
Four stripes on their Adidas
    Em
On the court I wasn't the best, but my kicks were like the pro's
   C
Yo, I stick out my tongue so everyone could see that logo
  Am
Nike Air Flight , book bag was so dope
      B
And then my friend Carlos'  brother got murdered for his Fours, whoa
                       Em
See he just wanted a jump shot, but they wanted his Starter coat though
   C
Didn't wanna get caught, from Genesee Park to Othello
  Am
You get clowned for those Pro Wings, with the velcro
     G
Those were not tight
 B
I was trying to fly without leaving the ground,
             Em
cuz I wanted to be like Mike, right
                 C
Wanted to be him
                                                G
I wanted to be that guy, I wanted to touch the rim
I wanted to be cool, and I wanted to fit in
B
I wanted what he had, America, it begins
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Em
I want to fly
         C
Can you take me far away
 Am
Give me a star to reach for
  G              B
Tell me what it takes
                 Em
And I'll go so high
I'll go so high
     C
My feet won't touch the ground
              Am
So stitch my wings
And pull the strings
                   G
I bought these dreams
       B
That all fall down
 Em
We want what we can't have, commodity makes us want it
 C
So expensive, damn, I just got to flaunt it
  G
Got to show 'em, so exclusive, this that new shoes
  B
A hundred dollars for a pair of shoes I would never hoop in
 Em
Look at me, look at me, I'm a cool kid
  C
I'm an individual, yea, but I'm part of a movement
 Am
My movement told me be a consumer and I consumed it
         G
They told me to just do it, I listened to what that swoosh said
  Em                                                C
Look at what that swoosh did See it consumed my thoughts
Are you stupid, don't crease 'em, just leave 'em in that box
  Em
Strangled by these laces, laces I can barely talk
  B
That's my air bubble and I'm lost, if it pops
  Em
We are what we wear, we wear what we are
             C
But see I look inside the mirror and think Phil Nike tricked us all
  G
Will I stand for change, or stay in my box
       B
These Nikes help me define me, but I'm trying to take mine, off
Em C G B
Em C Am G B
Em C G B
Em C Am G B
Em
I want to fly
         C
Can you take me far away
 Am
Give me a star to reach for
  G              B
Tell me what it takes
                 Em
And I'll go so high
I'll go so high
     C
My feet won't touch the ground
              Am
So stitch my wings and pull the strings
                   G
I bought these dreams
                 B
That all fall down
Em C Am G B
  Em
They started out, with what I wear to school
             C
That first day, like these are what make you cool
           G
And this pair, this would be my parachute
             B
So much more than just a pair of shoes
                   Em
Nah, this is what I am, What I wore, this is the source of my youth
       C
This dream that they sold to you
                Am
For a hundred dollars and some change, Consumption is in the veins
     G                    B
And now I see it's just another pair of shoes