Chords for Nujabes - Highs 2 Lows Ft. Cise Starr w/ Lyrics

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_ _ _ [F#] Individual stars float in the ocean of God Rocking a pinky ring inside a while I'm
easing in Mars Ego's beating in Jupiter, [G] I'm breaking the
bars Holding [F#] me back down to Earth, invisible
laws touching the moon Grace has already resumed
Common climb through space bringing possible doom
Blocking the sun, bring a holocaust in the world
I'm talking back to father time, mother earth is my girl
I got the wings of angels walking down the valley of death
Watching my step cause the devils never want to respect
I'm correct on the studio track, taking it back to the pen and pad
I blast the original rap, brother on the b-boy tip with crylon spit
[F#] I tag the charts with the graphical kicks of who you fucking with
Arm leg, leg to arm, neck, got me a neck back while you spit out a pen
I be the original son of a [G] bitch, hurting your bitch
Cause you [F#] spending my shit so much, the needle's slipping
Lip to the rhythm and reminisce, remember the days in 94
Hip hoppers are getting the words out of her lips
Came straight from the heart, never creep packaging bought boldly
In the dark, peddle to consumers, [G] magazines and rumors
Commercial spots turn real artists to clueless
Precise rap, rock and roll, nigga let's do this
I'm low through nose, quick feet, when I maneuver
Yo regardless, while I be moving swiftly through darkness
Blotting chalk on my path, I'm running, cutting my losses
Stumbling over unknown bumps and complications
The tribulations of my life for [Bm] revelation
Yo regardless, while I be moving swiftly through darkness
[Em] Blotting chalk on my path, I'm running, cutting my [F#] losses
Stumbling over unknown bumps and complications
The tribulations [G] of my life for [B] revelation
Speaking to scorpions, making my [G] heart turn to porcelain
It used to have a [Em] steady beat, now it's easily [F#] broken
Mind coasting, praying the thoughts [G] stop the emotions
Welling at the [Em] core of my being, rumbling [F#] commotion
Evil unleashed, could this [G] stressor tear me to pieces?
My love's ceasing [Em] and my thoughts breaking in pieces
A hat on my life with a stripe [G] making me leave this
I can't beat this, [F#] going to God to defeat this
Will he help or do I have to [G] do this myself?
Alone and [Em] confused, the blues burning my health
My eyes remain [G] closed cause my highs and lows
I'm willing to blow some rain cause my pain is cold
[F#] Now who am I, a man or a [G] partner?
Life living day to day, I'm [Em] praying am I wrong or right?
Losing my mind, so maybe you can [G] help me find the way to go
So I [Em] can be leaving this pain behind, trying to sleep
Sleep is the cousin of death, said a wise man from Queensbridge
On Beasley Blessing, trying to rest instead
I rest my head on a pillar of hardships, misery is the bed
On my back, I lie, I can [G] see the sky
Through a glass ceiling, a reason [F#] tears dry on my eyes
And I can't move, grief won't [G] let me fake, my soul is dry
I [Em] call just to take a drink, I made your blink
Think like a visible man with mechanical hands
Trying to reach out of a van
[Bm] Yo regardless, while I be moving swiftly we walk this
Plotting chart on my path, I'm running, cutting my losses
Stumbling over unknown bumps [G] and complications
And tribulations are my life for revelations
[Bm] Yo regardless, while I be moving [G] swiftly we walk this
Plotting chart on my path, I'm running, cutting my [F#] losses
Stumbling over unknown bumps and complications
And [Em] tribulations are my life for revelations
Yo viscosity of the hidden meaning between my words
Stick in the plot, I plot hidden meanings of verse
I'm loading the hearse, you writing like a [G] dragon to curse
I'm bringing the roast to hurt [Em] like a sermon to church pertaining to you
Roast just to listen [G] to truth, so you have to listen to my solution
In the blues, I'm beginning to win, young man, master of sin
Battle with fear, looking [Em] at the devil with grey
And I'm flipping the [G] script, walking on a Gurnian trip
On a Gurnian list, I'm the [F#] fact that life is a bitch
And I'm hating this shit, even blood making [G] me cringe
Stakes inside, met and I lost the grip
Searching for bliss, the razor over my wrist
Needing a job, but the drug [Em] test, checking my piss
Come, the doom, anger, when seeing the match of this absolute bore
Piss in my core, when seven swords igniting a war
Looking to the eyes of [G] the Lord, calculating what more
Seeing [Em] the signs of heaven evermore
The last man of door, riding a pale horse
Losing my course, spitting the heads, calling the horse
Marriage a bar and a habit that's gone
I stumble upon lost jewels, the dark arts will be gone
[F#] Lost forever, I send a motherfuckers [G] with letters
Written in script, pour [Em] into the rap that I writ
From the top of the lip, make the drink
Taking [G] a sip, then I'm coping this shit
On a Gurnian list
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