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the sun so bright and red?

D9                 Dm6            Cdim             B7
He's been up and ridin' high, but you just let the time go by,

D9
kid, slip kid, second generation
 Only half way up the tree
 Slip kid, slip kid, I'm a relation
 I'm a soldier at sixty-three
 No easy way to be free
clarification? 
Class: No. 
Teacher: Values clarification is where your little minds decide which lives are worth living and which lives are worth...ahem... not
Mary Kay, she's got it bad
Thinks no one understands
You can't keep a good man down
You can't stop when love's around
You can't close your lonely
supersonic rocket ship
Nobody has to be hip
Nobody needs to be out of sight. Out of sight.
Nobody's gonna travel second class
There'll be equality
And no
second hand
It's by no means second rate

They took me in the office and they told me very carefully
The way that I could benefit from death and disability
I want somebody familiar
By my reflect today
Take the shot
I'll be your hero
God pressure to the second

Tell me what I've done, done
Just
Second verse minus the passing chords

Hey hey yeah la la la la
Oh oh la la la la la la la la la la.la la


E / F#m7 / B/ A E F#m7 be A be E
You got
sailed on stormy seas
Or you could say that we failed like seven out
Of ten in our neighboorhood
But I prefer remembering the way we were
When we both
no abortion, had a son
By the name of Seven
And he's five
By the time I do this mix, he'll probably be six
You do the arithmetic
Me do the language
Watchin the pimps roll by in they fancy cars
But never did the thought even pass
At the time, he 'posed to have his behind in class
So when report cards
a elephant
I move cars like spinnin rims
I'm in a class all by myself like the brown Eminem
Not to down Eminem, I fuck black bitches
Fuck white bitches, nigga
Show the world you're no clown
Everybody wise up!

Say you got an "I","T"
Followed by apostrophe, "s"
Now what does that mean?
You would not use "it's"
You'd better slow down
And use the right pronoun
Show the world you're no clown
Everybody wise up! 

Say you got an "I","T"
Followed by apostrophe,
your class
No matter how smart any old fool
Is accepted the there's no exams to pass
High grades or low grades you'll get to choose 
Your very own class
another
And all that you have is your soul

[Chorus: ]

I thought, thought that I could find a way
To beat the system
To make a deal and have no
[Note:  Brother Marquis does all the verses.]

My seven bizzos...
Seven days, seven ways, that's too much...
My seven bizzos...

On Monday there's
a Skoal can and a Playboy
No one else would know you hid
And then I'd say I know it's tough
When you break up after seven months
And yeah I know you
and a Playboy no one else would know you hid
And then I'd say I know its tough
When you break up after seven months
And yeah I know you really liked her and it
And the dwarfs of falseness throw mud at your back
Guided by spells from the old seer's hands
You're suffering pain only steel can stand

Stay well on your way
news,
You don't get a second chance.

I tried to get myself a job
Because that's the way that
Things are, want to have nice
Things and go far, well
The day of Judgment has arrived
Only the blessed shall survive
The second coming of Jesus Christ
Returning like a thief in the night
Born in a city, no more than a wasteland
A flash point, a struggle to the bitter end
Productive life, serenity a god send
Auxiliary a second class
My friends have
Been demoted to
Stay
Second class

Someone tells me
Reliable
Big brother will
Never last

Seems like I
Outgrew my station
second generation
Only half way up the tree
Slip kid, slip kid, I'm a relation
I'm a soldier at sixty-three
No easy way to be free

Slip kid, slip