Matisyahu – Wp (Ukulele)
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Artist: Matisyahu
Song: WP
Album: Youth
Intro:
Bm e|--------------------------------------------| B|--------------------------------------------| G|--------------------------------------------| D|--------------------------------------------| x4 A|---0--0--0-------------0--0--0--------------| E|--------------0-3-0---------------0-3-------| D Slap me Daft, we sat down in the back of the class Bm To seize knowledge we don't need, I forgot my late pass Am But I'm early to a arrival beatbox, you got raps? Bm Meet me on the football field, don't sleep on field, the quarterback D No one clapped when we locked in, it was removal of our class Bm But my flag got captured and I fell between the cracks Am My tool for inspiration turned into a handicap Bm No matter how I tried, I just couldn't fill the gaps D Those whipper snappers, they got trapped old chap Bm They lost the way, they never had the right map Am Needed a sneak attack to slap the demons off my back Bm So I picked for the shtetl dreamed big I wouldn't settle D Put the pedal to the metal and returned to fundamentals Bm I'll never forget running through the hall with all y'all rebels Am Roaming through the high land, young bucks invincible Bm Echoes in my brain, if kids report to the principle
Chorus:
C Substance dulls the mind Am Traife wine clouds the heart Bm You can't sew a stitch with one hand D While you're taking it apart C Bright lights might look nice Am But they sure won't make you sharp Bm You can't sew a stitch with one hand D While you're taking it apart D Yeah, misty morning and my mom's a mess Bm To make matters worse dog my pops is stressed, life is a test Am Make the grade or catch an F, now death is all that's left Bm To ponder I wander off hoping to catch my breath D And hold it, mold my memories from untold scripts Bm And roll up in a tornado twist, now I'm certain Am There's a pertinent reason I'm on this earth Bm Seasons change in white plains, but we remain alert D When new school years appear fools fear for a failure and crawl away Bm In tears, I play Popeye the Sailor and stay with spinach Am We walk the halls with a grimace Bm Yeah they gossip in groups, I try to mind my business and tell the truth D For instance Bm I listen, see it all with basketball court vision
Ignoring ignorance in fields of fiction
Am We lean back in the calmest position Bm And embrace the honesty found within our tension, What's good?
Chorus
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Bm
Trapped in the elevator of your mindIs it real, what will you find behind the door
Your imaginations put you in a bind
Around you there's a cloud of gloom
Swallow the key, lock yourself in a room
Can't see outside of your universe
D No more war, there won't be anymore hunger Bm No jealousy, not even competition Am Let go, release, you hold the keys Bm Time we evaporate into the breeze D We are nothing, we are something Bm Let go, release, you hold the keys Am It's time we evaporate into the breeze Bm We are nothing, we'll be something D Welcome to the desert of my soul Bm You can stay if you like, there's room for one more Am Bm There's room for one more