Chords for A Tribe Called Quest - Mobius (ft. Consequence & Busta Rhymes)

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92.05 bpm
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A Tribe Called Quest - Mobius (ft. Consequence & Busta Rhymes) chords
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I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills, dream of [B] Babugatis and other four wheels
They say [C#] Illuminati and other ordeals, it's how my lawyer got me to avoid a raw deal
[D] And now it's more real than it is for any other [C#] star
And that's enough to have you tearin' up the mini-ball
I should probably get awards when the Emmys are
But I deal with the path like Remy Mark
I get in the car like the snipers on the roof now
But don't confuse how you see me have to move [D] now
I got bars like the cyphers in the booth now
Ooh, child, things are gon' get easier
Longer they get my page right on Wikipedia
Longer they say my name right in the media
If you don't, that's a sin like Cincinnati
Cause ever since I had the polo suit at the Grammys
I've been spittin' at the camera like Trick Daddy
So Swaggy could've broke up with IG
[F#] I ain't [F#] surprised that they broke up [B] on IG
I got [A] the game [D] on IV
[D#m] Might as well have [F#] a lot of feed
Keep it fresh cut from IB
So [F#m] I always master picture in [B] my ID
The back of the [A#] Duck Sea or [D] Rambo's Mac-10
[D#] I was still a baby similar [F#] like then
And with the crack era did the black men
It had to be [F#m] an era if you had a [B] Cadillac then
How I rock [A#] mine, I throw [D] it up
Making sure that you [D#] niggas all are on the [F] same page
Have a full force, you better [F#] look both ways
Fuck that, I'm choking niggas
It's [Bm] going down
I'm from a different globe where the [A#] oracles of [D] the sounds get panned
[D#m] Hit em with impeccable [F] pounds, lost pounds
The way I flood [F#] it, niggas gon' drown
Whip shit, [F#m] oh wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait
I gotta [Bm] do it again, I [B] gotta do it again
You [A#] already knew [D] the script, brown house kid
[D#] She looking at me licking her [F] lip
Put my arm around her like a bowl [F#] of chip with a dip
With yo bitch, what the fuck, nigga, she [B] rough
I got the half moon clip, that's [A#] banana
[D] A good planner, a new [D#m] angle like the larger Bruce [F] Banner
Out the house, nigga, if [F#] you open your mouth
And nigga, if you open your [B] mouth
Fuck the press, I'm leaving every [A#] room in a [D] mess
Like Herb Chabot with the [D#m] aprons on and baking soda
[F] Keep it moving, keep the combo short and [F#] bring a case of Henny
Hops the pain, I control [Bm] [B] many
I don't sell lies when [A#] niggas go [D] run high
Hit the way to [D#] strive, cause look what they [F] realize
Fnatic [F#] shit, we go bizarre
Bad [F#m] news for niggas as I go and [B] prattle
[A] Gratical, national animal, [A#] rooming like a [D] czar
Every time [D#m] I'm black for the record, that shit [F] splatter
The whole data, no [F#m] bullshit, the boom bapper
I pull together, whip the shit, cook the [B] batter
When I pull up on niggas, even your [A#] mama gonna [D] scatter Scatter
[D#m] [F] [F#]
[F#m] [B] Let's get on the [A#] channel, send [D] me a [D#m] letter, y [F]'all
[F#] [C#] [N]
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_ _ _ _ _ _ I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills, dream of [B] Babugatis and other four wheels
They say [C#] Illuminati and other ordeals, it's how my lawyer got me to avoid a raw deal
[D] And now it's more real than it is for any other [C#] star
And that's enough to have you tearin' up the mini-ball
I should probably get awards when the Emmys are
But I deal with the path like Remy Mark
I get in the car like the snipers on the roof now
But don't confuse how you see me have to move [D] now
I got bars like the cyphers in the booth now
Ooh, child, things are gon' get easier
Longer they get my page right on Wikipedia
Longer they say my name right in the media
If you don't, that's a sin like Cincinnati
Cause ever since I had the polo suit at the Grammys
I've been spittin' at the camera like Trick Daddy
So Swaggy could've broke up with IG
[F#] I ain't [F#] surprised that they broke up [B] on IG
I got [A] the game [D] on IV
[D#m] Might as well have [F#] a lot of feed
Keep it fresh cut from IB
So [F#m] I always master picture in [B] my ID
The back of the [A#] Duck Sea or [D] Rambo's Mac-10
[D#] I was still a baby similar [F#] like then
And with the crack era did the black men
It had to be [F#m] an era if you had a [B] Cadillac then
How I rock [A#] mine, I throw [D] it up
Making sure that you [D#] niggas all are on the [F] same page
Have a full force, you better [F#] look both ways
Fuck that, I'm choking niggas
It's [Bm] going down
I'm from a different globe where the [A#] oracles of [D] the sounds get panned
[D#m] Hit em with impeccable [F] pounds, lost pounds
The way I flood [F#] it, niggas gon' drown
Whip shit, [F#m] oh wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait
I gotta [Bm] do it again, I [B] gotta do it again
You [A#] already knew [D] the script, brown house kid
[D#] She looking at me licking her [F] lip
Put my arm around her like a bowl [F#] of chip with a dip
With yo bitch, what the fuck, nigga, she [B] rough
I got the half moon clip, that's [A#] banana
[D] A good planner, a new [D#m] angle like the larger Bruce [F] Banner
Out the house, nigga, if [F#] you open your mouth
And nigga, if you open your [B] mouth
Fuck the press, I'm leaving every [A#] room in a [D] mess
Like Herb Chabot with the [D#m] aprons on and baking soda
[F] Keep it moving, keep the combo short and [F#] bring a case of Henny
Hops the pain, I control [Bm] [B] many
I don't sell lies when [A#] niggas go [D] run high
Hit the way to [D#] strive, cause look what they [F] realize
Fnatic [F#] shit, we go bizarre
Bad [F#m] news for niggas as I go and [B] prattle
[A] Gratical, national animal, [A#] rooming like a [D] czar
Every time [D#m] I'm black for the record, that shit [F] splatter
The whole data, no [F#m] bullshit, the boom bapper
I pull together, whip the shit, cook the [B] batter
When I pull up on niggas, even your [A#] mama gonna [D] scatter Scatter
[D#m] _ _ [F] _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ [F#m] _ [B] Let's get on the [A#] channel, send [D] me a [D#m] letter, y [F]'all
_ [F#] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _