Chords for A Tribe Called Quest - Check the Rhime

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_ _ _ used to kick routines in
We used to kick routines in the presence was [A] fitting.
It
the presence was fitting.
It was our the abstract.
what I
was our the abstract.
what I kicks the mad style so step off
kicks the mad style so step off the Frank Florida.
You
the Frank Florida.
You remember that routine that we
remember that routine that we used to make like Mr.
Clean um
used to make like Mr.
Clean um a dirt, I didn't I don't get
a dirt, I didn't I didn't I didn't I don't get the message
the message so you estimate.
so you estimate.
Boy five
All the time, Tip.
You're all point, Pipe.
All the time, Tip.
You're all point, Pipe.
All the time, Tip.
Go ahead and grab the microphone and let your words rip.
Now here's a funky introduction of how nice I am.
Tell your mother, tell your father, send a telegram.
I'm like an energizer, cause you see I last long.
My crew is never ever wack, because we stand strong.
Man, if you say my style is wack, you swear you're dead wrong.
I say that body and I'm Segundo, then push it along.
You be a fool, you're a bother, Pipe is not the man.
Cause you know, and I know, that you know who I am.
A special shout out to all [Em] my pals, you see.
And a middle finger goes for all you punkin' C's.
Cause I love it when you wackin' C's despise me.
They get vexed, I'm all next, you're not to test me.
I'm just a botanist, who's high for free and very brave.
I'm not brainy, no, I'm brainy cause I misbehave.
I come correct and full of heck, I blow my hoes in check.
And before I get to work, the gym must be erect.
You see my [A] aura's positive, I don't promote no junk.
See, I'm far from a bully and I ain't a punk.
[Dm] Extremity of rhythm, yeah, that's what you heard.
So just clean out your ears and just check the word.
Check the rhyme, yo.
Check the rhyme, [Eb] [D] yeah, yeah, yeah, check the rhyme, yo.
[F] Check the rhyme, _ [Eb] yeah, [E] _ _ _ _
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[F] _ _ [Eb] _ [Db] yeah, yeah.
[Abm]
[A] Back in the days on the Boulevard of Linden,
we used to get routines and the presence was thick.
It was hot, the Viper, it made the abs sack.
The rhymes were so rumpin' that the brothers rode the Zack.
And yo, Tip, do you recall when we used to rock?
Those 5 routines on your cousin's block?
Let me see.
Damn, I can't remember.
I'll receive the message and you will play the same thing.
Your on point, Tip.
All the time, like.
Your on point, Tip.
All the time, like.
Your on point, Tip.
All the time, like.
So play the resurrection and give the dead some life.
Okay, if knowledge is the key, then just show me the lock.
Got the skinny legs, but I move just like Lou Brock.
With speed, I'm agile.
Plus I'm working around 100% intelligent black child.
But I'm the presentation, sizzles the retina.
How far must you go to gain respect?
Um, it's kinda simple.
Just remain your own.
Or you'll be crazy sad and alone.
Industry rule number 4080.
Record company people are shady.
So be careful about your back.
Cause I bet they smoke crack, I don't doubt it.
You know how they act.
You know I'm the man of things like a hip hop floor.
When you pass me the lock and I'll storm with the grill.
And proper, don't just say hammer, proper.
Rap is not pop, if you're going to that then stop.
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[Bb] Stay [Dm] out of [Eb] my sight.
[N] Let's see you in the mirror.
Let's see you in the mirror.
_ _ Let's