Chords for Bill Evans ~ Reality (1996)

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[N] _ _ _ _ I'm speaking with proper diction.
Words that are fornicated with the stuff that I believe in,
form the stuff's ideas that I state [Bb] with conviction. I digress.
[F] Can you see what I see?
I'm a man [Bb] who's been led by the [F] past to stay in the art.
Existence, harmony, [Bb] sex, fat.
You [F] can hardly move me, so I see [Bb] something I can't even [F] try to confess.
And I'm [Gm] real.
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You [Gm] know it's real.
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_ [Bb] _ _ _ [F] _ _ You _ [Gm] know I'm real.
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_ [G] _ Regardless of [Am] what you be, you're listening [Bb] to my madness.
A collection of [Gm] melodies [Dm] are there, I say it's madness.
Concoctions, you want to hear it.
You're listening, rewind the function.
Said if you can [Am] bear it, leave negative behind.
[Dm] And if you can see my [Am] mind and my rhyme [Dm] style, I cause confusion, bad [D] amusing.
So sit for a [Gm] while, I think [Dm] alleviate for the sake of this knock knock.
Simon [D] said surreal, so do [F] this.
[Bb] This is, I'm rocking, cause the [F] message is not pretty.
See the [Bb] brother who knows jazz and [F] got the mix, it goes too fast.
[Bb] What I see, [F] where your head, miles [Bb] in the sky, while sifting through the deal.
[F] Rocking on the moon [Gm] because I'm real.
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_ I roll with you, snaps in the hand, crack [G]
smoking suckers and smack.
The [Bm] bands hands, the grand bands, they pay back.
In fact, they lack the [D] force back, they're [G] more traps taken back.
Because they [Gbm] claim they know all trade, but [D] what they know is [Em] jack.
On the streets [D] of creativity, they know not who or what they be.
Only who they want to be, they latch on to me, heart lyrically.
When they see me, I flee the area, when I stare at you, too long I cause _ [G] catastrophes.
My poems are volumes, [D] pen marks make it sonic.
[Bm] Boom, the thoughts sometimes irrational.
If [D] you push, I have to pull you [G] slightly in my [D] place.
You'll confront me face to [G] face, cause I will flip your [D] reality, such is what cops play.
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[Eb] _ _ _ [F] I need a girl in my real life.
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_ [Gm] is [Am] perceptive to the mind that I'm not [Dm] dead.
That's a rip.
Damn proud of my [Am] uncle, head, eye up.
[F] Usually, I can't stand us both, the synapses, [Bb] the floors.
Just because my thoughts are hood, [A] it doesn't mean I can't rock hardcore.
[Bb] The more that's on, the more [F] I get, the more that I send back.
[Bb] I am, time that flows [F] on your brain matter.
It pat, pat, pat, [Bb] pat, pat, pat, [F] tap on your head.
I said, what is [Bb] that?
Surreal inside your mind, [F] because your rhymes are wick, wick, wack.
[Gm] _ _ [F] Yeah, you're dealing with reality.
_ [Gm] _ _ [F] You're dealing with reality.
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_ [Gm] You're in it, [F] so. _ _ _
_ [Gm] _ _ _ [F] You're dealing with reality.
[Gm] _ _ _ [F] _ _ You're [Gm] dealing _ _ [F] _ with reality.
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_ [Gm] _ _ [F] You're dealing with reality.
_ [Gm] _ _ [F] You're dealing with reality.
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_ [Gm] dealing with [F] _ reality. you
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