Chords for Talib Kweli and John Legend- Around My Way (THE REAL VERSION)

_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] Around [G] my way
[A] Okay, that's better, [Bm] yeah.
I can vibe with [A] that.
Yeah, Dave.
[G] Around my [A] way
Motion app, [Bm] Flapper app, [A] Verlapp stand up
[G] All the corners [A] filled with sorrow
All the streets are filled with pain
Around [G] my [A] way
_ [Bm] _ _ [A] Around [D] my [A] way
_ _ [B] _ Around [G] my way
[A] _ [Bm] Kirkman
_ [A] _
[G] GateBabble
All the corners [A] filled with sorrow
[Bm] All the streets are filled with pain
Around [G] my way
_ [A] The L, the [Bm] J, the M, the Z, yeah, [D] yeah _
[G] People let me [A] paint a picture, you know I [F#m] ain't a Christian
I ain't a [D] Muslim, ain't a Jew, I'm losing [G] my religion
I speak to [A] God directly, I know my [Bm] God respect me
Cause he [D] let me breathe his air and he [G] really blessed me
I ain't [A] knocking you, but I don't fuck with [Bm] house producers
Spit the gospel, truly know what Jesus like [G] apostles do
Return like the [A] prodigal son of Andan [Bm] Muhammad too
Stay away from [A] him like Abraham, Lord I [G] follow you
Even when you [A] pick my man Shaka God, what [Bm] I'ma do
Gave the hood to [D] modern day modern brother, [G] I'ma do
I'm on the block, I'm [A] praising your footsteps, I keep the [Bm] faith in you
Love, hustle, [A] work and ambition, we gonna [G] make it through my
Songs, [A] songs, spiritual and a [Bm] miracle
This is for my [F#m] soldier niggas looking in the [G] mirror
Sitting home, [A] scratching on cereal, seeing [Bm] cereal
The way we find a [D] way to survive, shit is a [G] miracle
We got mice in the [A] crib and roaches in the [B] toasters
Rice in the fridge, bread in the oven by the [G] roaster
We be taking chips, [A] caps and tasting 50 [Bm] bags
They be blazing shit and [C#] swagging, it really get me [G] mad
The way we be salute [D] class, wrapping them around our [Bm] heads
When niggas ain't become [C#] American till 9 [G]-11
Feeling like you gotta [A] seek in the heaven
[Bm] When the reppin' looking like a [A] pimp and the pimp look like a [G] crab
Around my _ [A] _ [Bm] way
_ [D] Around [G] my _ [A] _ [Bm] way
_ [A] _
[G] All the corners [D] filled with sorrow
[Bm] All the streets are [D] filled with pain
Around [G] my _ [A] way
[Bm] _ [D] Okay, yeah
[G] These conditions make [A] you strong and we create [F#m] our own
Businesses of later on, our children have [G] things in their name
That they can say [A] they own, a mixed-nate [Bm] freestyle
Become your favorite [A] song, no place like [G] home when the cops
Ask you about [A] your neighbors, be doing you [Bm] threaten to incarcerate
You till you spill your guts like you was [G] Barshefega
We roll [A] blunts, not the papers, cop the graders, [Bm] take it coast to coast
A later [C#] Chicago, let's move [G] operators, cop the grower, [A] cop the blacks
Cop the [Bm] cold, cock it back, drop a flow, [D] rock a hat on top, a [G] stocking cap
Be a doctor or a [A] lawyer or make your mama a [Bm] promise that
You're finished school, but when [A] you got a dream, you gotta follow [G] that
Make sure when you [A] make it out the hood, you always holler [Bm] back
Think about what you got [A] from that, and always put your dollars [G] back
On top of that, this is [A] a legacy, and we a part [Bm] of that
The hood is where my heart [D] is at, catch me around my way
_ [A] _ _ [Bm] On [A] _
[G] my way
[A] _ _ [Bm] _ [A] On my way
All [G] the corners filled [D] with cars and [Bm] the streets are filled [D] with pain
Around [G] my [A] way
_ [Bm] _ _ Around [D] my way
_ [Bm] Way
[A] _ _
[G] _ _ [A] _ _ [Bm] _ _ [D] All [G] the corners filled [A] with sorrow
All the streets are filled [D] with pain
Around [G] my _ [A] _ _ [Bm] way [C#] Ooh _
[G] _ _ [A] Yeah
[B] _ _ [C#] _ _
[G] Ooh [A] _ [B] Ooh
_ [C#] _ _
[G] _ _ [A] _ _ [G] _ _ [C#] _ _
[G] _ _ [A] _ _ [Bm] _ _ [C#] _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ [G] _ [F] Ooh Ooh Ooh
[G] _ Ooh _ _ [B] Ooh Ooh _ _
_ Ooh _ _ _ _