Vic Mensa - Rage

      [Intro]
                         Cm
Command, we've lost control
The engine's bound to crash
                                Gm
The lightning strikes went bright
                Fm
Do not go gently...
              Cm
It's just my luck
You shot my bluff down from a thousand miles
Gm
I'm falling fast
Fm
I'm falling fast

[Chorus]
             Cm
I want you to rage into the night
              Gm
I want you to blaze into the light
               Fm
Before your final flight
               Gm
But boy, you're fine, you're fine
               Cm
I want you to rage into the night
               Gm
I want you to know, know you're right
              Fm
Before your final flight
                 Gm
Racing, racing, red as a burning road

[Verse 1]
Cm
I always wondered whether leaving meant something deeper than freedom
Gm
To be able to see everything I see when I'm sleeping
Cm
Niggas waking up with no job, no mob lynching, we still hangin'
Fm
White man telling niggas to ball like Phil Jackson
Cm
Pray to Jordan, the play was enough to put up the bail
Gm
And a train don't stop and we ain't have to ride the rails
Cm
Gas in the tank, hardly enough to make it home
Fm
They say home is where the hate is, I'm from where they kill their own
Cm
Probably film it on their phone, a generation addicted
Gm
To technology, the problems we face, it's so conflicted
Cm
To take the burning road and just roll with the punches
Fm
Niggas thought I was gone, I Derrick Rose from the trenches
Cm
Same fences we jumped as a shorty still in the way
Gm
Sometimes I wish I could fly far, far away
Cm
Where my sins fall down like pouring rain
Fm
Almost slipped my knot, hope I don't fall again
Cm
Standing on my feet, feel so small just to look into space
Gm
It's heavy just to stare up there and wonder what waits
Cm
So much we don't understand, still right in front of our face
Fm
I light a match, for the jets

[Chorus]
             Cm
I want you to rage into the night
              Gm
I want you to blaze into the light
               Fm
Before your final flight
               Gm
But boy, you're fine, you're fine
               Cm
I want you to rage into the night
               Gm
I want you to know, know you're right
              Fm
Before your final flight
                 Gm
Racing, racing, red as a burning road

[Bridge]
Cm
Riding a burning road
Fm           Gm    Cm
Running low, not a soul who could know

It's every man who swept the burning ashes from the road

[Verse 2]
Gm
I pull the halloween pistol out of the trunk
Inside my mouth, if it was real, but I would dunk
That's fucking dumb
Cm
How many thousand of kids would like to have mine?
Gm
Without a clue about the times I gave my life to have time
Cm
I'm tired of waiting
Tired of chasing pills that I'm tired of taking
Fm
Tired of court cases, tired of judges
Tired of saying "Fuck it"
Cm
Tie a bow around the present, decided this shit's a gift
Gm
Two shots to life, only got one to live
Cm
You could lose it any night
Or down it in a fifth
Fm
Or win a championship game
As a man, I feel pain
Cm
As a king, I feel reign
Ask me how I deal with fame
Gm
As I write you from my basement
The cards ain't changed yet
Cm
Niggas on 47, still dealing the same shit
Rocks, blow
Fm
Ducking cops and clothes
Cm
Came into the world naked
Now I'm in all this BAPE shit
Gm
Tryna buy a Rolex, can't even face time
Cm
I feel like it's all wasted
The underground getting wasted
Fm
I spent 1500 on these bottles and this table
Cm
I shake it before I pop, I promise I'm not stable
Gm
But that boy do got horse power
Ignore hours
Cm
These days I lose track of days
Fm
Been years since I felt this way
Count on me to rage

[Outro]
Cm          Gm
Before the final flight
           Fm
Before the final flight
Cm
I want you to rage
              Gm                       Fm
I want you to know, know you're right