Pharsyde

Am             Dm Am             
  Love on the low,   love everywhere
Dm
 I go
Am     Dm                F      
  And I can't face that all I 
       G               Am
need is right where I belong
             Dm Am             Dm
Love on the low,   love everywhere I
 go
Am     Dm                F      
  And I can't face that all I 
       G               Am  Dm
need is right where I belong

[Interlude]
Am Dm Am Dm Am Dm Dm Dm
      So,   so

[Verse 1]
Am                                
  My ears are ringing, my palms are 
Dm
shaking, my heart is racing
Am                            Dm
Somebody's mama's heart is aching, 
can't take it, partly fainted
Am                              
Found his body parts in awkward 
Dm
places like apartments, basements
Dm                           
Garbage vacant, lots, garages, 
  Dm
spaces - Harlem's far too spacious
Am                         Dm
  Sometimes I wish I could get away 
and charter spaceships
Am                      Dm
  To get away from my inhuman race 
with hearts of Satans
Am                             Dm
  Kick off my Maison Martin's, lay 
on back like Martha Mason
Dm                           Dm  
Smoke away my iron lung 'til 
             A
later die at 71, uhh

[Hook]
  Am        G
I lay down now
                          A     
There's someone's journey in the 
                        A
streets who gotta keep a piece, 
peace
  Am        G
I lay down now
                    G
As I lay me down to sleep I pray to 
God I rest in peace
I pray to Lord my soul to keep

[Verse 2]
Am                         Dm
  Gentrification split the nation 
that I once was raised in
Am                         
  I don't recall no friendly 
  Dm
neighbors face on my upraising
Am                           Dm
  Back in my younger days or razor 
blades with gangs
             Dm                    
Who bang and never stood a chance, 
                Dm
some boys don't dance, but left 'em 
Harlem shaking
Am                          Dm
On the pavement, and my generation 
fucked
          Am                      
And my society, very trippy pages in
Dm
 my diary
         Am              Dm       
It's the irony how LSD inspired me
                     Dm
 to reach the higher me
                     Dm         
Used to never give a damn, now I 
                     A
don't give a fuck entirely
  Am                        
I think my pride died in me, 
     G
somewhere inside of me
           A                  A
It's gotta be, awhole 'nother side 
of me
       Am                          
If you seen the shit that I'd have 
        G
seen in 26 years of living
G
That's how many fucks I'd give 
(fuck)

[Chorus]
Am             Dm Am             
  Love on the low,   love everywhere
Dm
 I go
Am     Dm                F      
  And I can't face that all I 
       G               A
need is right where I belong

[Hook]
  Am        G
I lay down now
                          A     
There's someone's journey in the 
                        A
streets who gotta keep a piece, 
peace
  Am        G
I lay down now
                    A              
As I lay me down to sleep I pray to
            Am       Dm
 God I rest in peace

[Interlude]
Am Dm Am Dm Dm Dm
So,   so
A Am G A
A Am G G

[Chorus]
Am             Dm Am             
  Love on the low,   love everywhere
Dm
 I go
Am     Dm                F      
  And I can't face that all I 
       G
need is right where I belong