¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
VERSE 1:
Gm D#
I was seven years old, when I got my first pair, And I stepped outside
A# D
And I was like, "Momma, this air bubble right here, it's gonna make me fly"
Gm D#
I hit back-court and when I jumped, I jumped, I swear I got so high
A#7 D
I touched the net, "Momma I touched the net," this is the best day of my life
Gm
Air Max's was next, That air bubble, that mesh
D#
The box, the smell, the stuffin', the tread,
Cm
In school, I was so cool, I knew that I couldn't crease 'em
A# D
My friends couldn't afford 'em, Four stripes on their Adidas
Gm
On the court I wasn't the best, but my kicks were like the pros
D# Cm
Yo, I stick out my tongue so everyone could see that logo
Nike Air Flight, but bad was so dope
A# D
And then my friend Carlos' brother got murdered for his Fours*, whoa
Gm
See he just wanted a jump shot, but they wanted to start a cult though
D#
Didn't wanna get caught, from Genesee Park to Othello
Gm
You could clown for those Pro Wings, with the Velcro, Those were not tight
D
I was trying to fly without leaving the ground,
Gm
Cause I wanted to be like Mike, right, Wanted to be him,
D#
I wanted to be that guy, I wanted to touch the rim
Cm
I wanted to be cool, and I wanted to fit in,
A# D
I wanted what he had, America, it begins
CHORUS:
Gm D# Cm
I want to fly, Can you take me far away? Give me a star to reach for
A# D Gm
Tell me what it takes, And I'll go so high
D#
I'll go so high, My feet won't touch the ground
Cm A# D
Stitch my wings, And pull the strings, I bought these dreams, That all fall
down
VERSE 2:
Gm D#
We want what we can't have, commodity makes us want it
A#
So expensive, damn, I just got to flaunt it
D
Got to show 'em, so exclusive, this that new shit
Gm
A hundred dollars for a pair of shoes I would never hoop in
D#
Look at me, look at me, I'm a cool kid
Cm
I'm an individual, yeah, but I'm part of a movement
My movement told me be a consumer and I consumed it
A# D
They told me to just do it, I listened to what that swoosh said
Gm
Look at what that swoosh did
D#
See it consumed my thoughts
Are you stupid, don't crease 'em, just leave 'em in that box
Cm A#
Strangled by these laces, laces I can barely talk
D
That's my air bubble and I'm lost if it pops
Gm
We are what we wear, we wear what we are
D#
But see I look inside the mirror and think Phil Knight tricked us all
A#
Will I stand for change or stay in my box
D Gm
These Nikes help me define me, but I'm trying to take mine, off
Gm D# A# D (X4)
CHORUS:
Gm D# Cm
I want to fly, Can you take me far away? Give me a star to reach for
A# D Gm
Tell me what it takes, And I'll go so high
D#
I'll go so high, My feet won't touch the ground
Cm A# D
Stitch my wings, And pull the strings, I bought these dreams, That all fall
down
VERSE 3:
Gm D# Cm A# D (X1)
Gm
They started out, with what I wear to school
D#
That first day, like these are what make you cool
A#
And this pair, this would be my parachute
D
So much more than just a pair of shoes
Gm
Nah, this is what I am
What I wore, this is the source of my youth
D#
This dream that they sold to you
Cm
For a hundred dollars and some change
Consumption is in the veins
A# D
And now I see it's just another pair of shoes
Thanks for comments
Gm D#
I was seven years old, when I got my first pair, And I stepped outside
A# D
And I was like, "Momma, this air bubble right here, it's gonna make me fly"
Gm D#
I hit back-court and when I jumped, I jumped, I swear I got so high
A#7 D
I touched the net, "Momma I touched the net," this is the best day of my life
Gm
Air Max's was next, That air bubble, that mesh
D#
The box, the smell, the stuffin', the tread,
Cm
In school, I was so cool, I knew that I couldn't crease 'em
A# D
My friends couldn't afford 'em, Four stripes on their Adidas
Gm
On the court I wasn't the best, but my kicks were like the pros
D# Cm
Yo, I stick out my tongue so everyone could see that logo
Nike Air Flight, but bad was so dope
A# D
And then my friend Carlos' brother got murdered for his Fours*, whoa
Gm
See he just wanted a jump shot, but they wanted to start a cult though
D#
Didn't wanna get caught, from Genesee Park to Othello
Gm
You could clown for those Pro Wings, with the Velcro, Those were not tight
D
I was trying to fly without leaving the ground,
Gm
Cause I wanted to be like Mike, right, Wanted to be him,
D#
I wanted to be that guy, I wanted to touch the rim
Cm
I wanted to be cool, and I wanted to fit in,
A# D
I wanted what he had, America, it begins
CHORUS:
Gm D# Cm
I want to fly, Can you take me far away? Give me a star to reach for
A# D Gm
Tell me what it takes, And I'll go so high
D#
I'll go so high, My feet won't touch the ground
Cm A# D
Stitch my wings, And pull the strings, I bought these dreams, That all fall
down
VERSE 2:
Gm D#
We want what we can't have, commodity makes us want it
A#
So expensive, damn, I just got to flaunt it
D
Got to show 'em, so exclusive, this that new shit
Gm
A hundred dollars for a pair of shoes I would never hoop in
D#
Look at me, look at me, I'm a cool kid
Cm
I'm an individual, yeah, but I'm part of a movement
My movement told me be a consumer and I consumed it
A# D
They told me to just do it, I listened to what that swoosh said
Gm
Look at what that swoosh did
D#
See it consumed my thoughts
Are you stupid, don't crease 'em, just leave 'em in that box
Cm A#
Strangled by these laces, laces I can barely talk
D
That's my air bubble and I'm lost if it pops
Gm
We are what we wear, we wear what we are
D#
But see I look inside the mirror and think Phil Knight tricked us all
A#
Will I stand for change or stay in my box
D Gm
These Nikes help me define me, but I'm trying to take mine, off
Gm D# A# D (X4)
CHORUS:
Gm D# Cm
I want to fly, Can you take me far away? Give me a star to reach for
A# D Gm
Tell me what it takes, And I'll go so high
D#
I'll go so high, My feet won't touch the ground
Cm A# D
Stitch my wings, And pull the strings, I bought these dreams, That all fall
down
VERSE 3:
Gm D# Cm A# D (X1)
Gm
They started out, with what I wear to school
D#
That first day, like these are what make you cool
A#
And this pair, this would be my parachute
D
So much more than just a pair of shoes
Gm
Nah, this is what I am
What I wore, this is the source of my youth
D#
This dream that they sold to you
Cm
For a hundred dollars and some change
Consumption is in the veins
A# D
And now I see it's just another pair of shoes
Thanks for comments
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