Wings

 Em                            C
I was seven years old, when I got my
 first pair

I stepped outside
                      G         
And I was like, Momma , this air 
bubble right here, it's gonna make 
       B
me fly
              Em                   
I hit that court, and when I 
     C
jumped, I jumped, I swear I got so 
high
             G                     
I touched the net, Mom I touched 
                       B
the net.. this is the best day of my
 life
                            Em
Air Max's were next,

That air bubble, that mesh
        C
The box, the smell, the stuffin, the
 tread.
Am
At school, I was so cool

I knew that I couldn't crease 'em
         G
My friends couldn't afford 'em
         B
Four stripes on their Adidas
                 Em
On the court I wasn't the best, but 
my kicks were like the pro's
   C
Yo, I stick out my tongue so 
everyone could see that logo
  Am
Nike Air Flight , book bag was so 
dope
                               B
And then my friend Carlos'  brother 
got murdered for his Fours, whoa
   Em
See he just wanted a jump shot, but 
they wanted his Starter coat though
   C
Didn't wanna get caught, from 
Genesee Park to Othello
  Em
You get clowned for those Pro Wings,
 with the velcro

Those were not tight
 B
I was trying to fly without leaving 
the ground,
                      Em
cuz I wanted to be like Mike, right
                         C
Wanted to be him
I wanted to be that guy, I wanted to
   G
 touch the rim

I wanted to be cool, and I wanted to
 fit in
B
I wanted what he had, America, it 
begins


[Chorus]
  Em
I want to fly
        C            Am
Can you take me far away

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Give me a star to reach for
G               B
Tell me what it takes
         Em
And I'll go so high

I'll go so high
   C
My feet won't touch the ground
          Am
Stitch my wings

And pull the strings
               G
I bought these dreams
     B        Em
That all fall down


[Verse 2]

 Em
We want what we can't have, 
commodity makes us want it
  C
So expensive, damn, I just got to 
flaunt it
  G
Got to show 'em, so exclusive, this 
that new shoe
  B
A hundred dollars for a pair of 
shoes I would never hoop in
  Em
Look at me, look at me, I'm a cool 
kid
  C
I'm an individual, yea, but I'm part
 of a movement
 Am
My movement told me be a consumer 
and I consumed it
            G                
They told me to just do it, I 
                                  B
listened to what that swoosh said
  Em
Look at what that swoosh did
See it consumed my thoughts
              C


Are you stupid, don't crease 'em, 
just leave 'em in that box
  Em
Strangled by these laces, laces I 
can barely talk
  B
That's my air bubble and I'm lost, 
if it pops
  Em
We are what we wear, we wear what we
 are
             C
But see I look inside the mirror and
 think Phil Nike tricked us all
  G
Will I stand for change, or stay in 
my box
                 B
These Nikes help me define me, but 
I'm trying to take mine, off


[Instrumental bit]

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[Chorus]
  Em
I want to fly
        C            Am
Can you take me far away

Give me a star to reach for
G               B
Tell me what it takes
         Em
And I'll go so high

I'll go so high
   C
My feet won't touch the ground
          Am
Stitch my wings

And pull the strings
               G
I bought these dreams
     B        Em
That all fall down

[Interlude]
Em C Am G B

[Otro]
  Em
They started out, with what I wear 
to school

                  C
That first day, like these are what 
make you cool

                    G
And this pair, this would be my 
parachute

                        B
So much more than just a pair of 
shoes

                                 Em
Nah, this is what I am
What I wore, this is the source of 
my youth

              C
This dream that they sold to you

For a hundred dollars and some 
Am
change
Consumption is in the veins

                      G            
And now I see it's just another 
              B
pair of shoes