Biggie Smalls - Skys the limit Chords

Tempo:
96.3 bpm
Chords used:

Cm

Fm

C#

Dm

F

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Biggie Smalls - Skys the limit chords
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[F] Baby, [Cm] look at [Fm] me.
[Cm] Mama love you.
[Fm] And I know you ain't no little boy no more, but you'll always be my baby.
It [A#m] seems like only yesterday I was holding you in my arms.
Now look at you now, big one.
But I worry about you.
I worry about you all the [Fm] time.
Hanging out on the corner all times of night with the cruel people.
[A#] Baby, that ain't none but [Fm] trouble.
I always taught you that you could have whatever you dream.
Well, I want you to hold on to that dream, baby.
Hold on to it real tight, cause the sky's the limit.
[Cm] [Fm]
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.
How's everybody doing tonight?
I'd like to welcome to the stage [G#] the lyrically [C#] [Cm]
[Fm] [Cm] [C#] [Cm]
[Dm] [G#] acclaimed
So everybody in the house, [Cm] give a warm [Fm] round of applause for the [Cm] notorious B.I..G. The notorious B.I.G., ladies [G#] and gentlemen. Give it up for him, y'all. A nigga [Cm] never been as broke as me. I like that. When I was young, I had [Fm] to pay a lease. Besides that, the pinstripes in the gray. The one I wore on Mondays and [Dm] Wednesdays. While niggas [Cm] flirt, I'm still with tigers on my shirt and alligator. You wanna see the [Fm] inside? I'll see you later. Here come the drama. Oh, that's that nigga with the fake. [Cm] Wow! Why you punch me in my face? Stay in your place. Play your [C#] position. Here come my [Cm] intuition. Go in this [Fm] nigga's pocket. Rob him while his friends watch. That hoes clocking. Here comes [Cm] respect. This crew's [Dm] your crew. Or they might [C#] be next. Look at they man eyes. [D#] Big man, [Cm] they never try. So we [Fm] roll with them. Stole with them. I mean [Cm] loyalty. Niggas bought me milks at lunch. The milks were chocolate. The cookies were [Fm] the crunch. A-Lick. [F] Oshkosh and blue and white [Cm] duck. Ask the block. [C#] [Fm] [Dm] [G] [C#] [Cm]
[Fm] [Cm] [Fm]
[G#]
[C#] I had [Cm] enough heart for most of [F] em. Long as I got stuff. [G#] For most of them were soft. Even when I was wrong, I got [Cm] my point across They [Dm] depicted me the boss, [C#] of course My orange box cutter make [Cm] the world go round Plus some fuckin' bitches at [G#] my homegirls Now I'm stud stacking, [C#] dabbled in crack, gun [Cm] packing Nicknamed [F] Medina, made Cena stoke [D#] my Nina From gym class to in-glass, ass off [Cm] a global The only [Fm] nigga with a mobile, can't you see like Toto Gettin' larger and wasted [D#] taste Ain't no tellin' where [F] the spell in his head Just a case, keep [Cm] a shell at the tip of your melon Clear the space, your brain was [Fm] a terrible thing The [Cm] way, 88 on gate, snatch an issue nameplate Smoke is flipped with niggas, real life, begin to kill us, praying God forgive us for being [Fm] sinners [G#] I'm a savage [C#] [Cm] [Fm] [C#] [Cm]
[Dm] [D#] [C#] [Cm]
[Fm] [Cm] [Fm]
[G#]
[C#] After realizing, to master [Cm] enterprising I ain't have to be [Fm] in school by 10, [C#] I'll pen Began to encounter, with my [Cm] counterpart To how to burn [Dm] the block apart, break [Cm] it down into sections Drugs by Z selection, some use [Fm] pipes, others use [G#] injections Serene soul, separate leads, prank the [Cm] deputy Take the grandma Smith [F] and Wesson like my dick was [Cm] missing To protect my [D#] position, my corner, [F] my layer While we out here, say the [G#] hustler's prayer If the game shakes me or breaks me, [Cm] I hope it makes me a [Dm] better man Take a better [Cm] stand, put money in my mom's hand Get my daughter this college plan, [F] so she don't need no [Cm] man Stay far from timid, only make moves when your heart's in it And live to pray, sky's the limit, motherfucker [C#] [D#] [Fm] [C#]
[Cm] [Dm] [C#]
[D#] [Fm]
[F] [Cm]
[D#] [Fm] [C#]
[Cm] [Dm] [Cm]
[C#] [Fm]
[Cm] [Fm] [C#]
[F] [C#] [D#]
[Fm]
[Dm] [C#]
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Cm
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Fm
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C#
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Dm
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F
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Cm
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Fm
123111111
C#
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To learn The Notorious B.I.G - (2014 Remaster, feat. 112) Skys The Limit chords, your practice should emphasize these chord progressions: Cm, Fm, C#, Cm, G#, C#, Cm and C#. To build a solid grasp, start slowly at 48 BPM and then match the original tempo of 96 BPM. Tune your capo to accommodate your vocal range, referencing the song's key: A Major.

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_ _ [F] _ _ _ _ Baby, [Cm] look at [Fm] me.
[Cm] Mama love you. _
[Fm] And I know you ain't no little boy no more, but you'll always be my baby. _
It [A#m] seems like only yesterday I was holding you in my arms.
Now look at you now, big one.
But I worry about you.
I worry about you all the [Fm] time.
Hanging out on the corner all times of night with the cruel people.
[A#] Baby, that ain't none but [Fm] trouble.
I always taught you that you could have whatever you dream.
_ Well, I want you to hold on to that dream, baby.
Hold on to it real tight, cause the sky's the limit. _
_ _ [Cm] _ [Fm] _ _ _ _
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.
How's everybody doing tonight? _
I'd like to welcome to the stage [G#] the lyrically [C#] _ _ [Cm] _ _
[Fm] _ _ [Cm] _ _ [C#] _ _ [Cm] _ _
[Dm] _ _ [G#] acclaimed_
So everybody in the house, [Cm] give a warm [Fm] round of applause for the [Cm] notorious B.I..G. The notorious B.I.G., ladies [G#] and gentlemen. Give it up for him, y'all. _ _ A nigga [Cm] never been as broke as me. I like that. When I was young, I had [Fm] to pay a lease. Besides that, the pinstripes in the gray. The one I wore on Mondays and [Dm] Wednesdays. While niggas [Cm] flirt, I'm still with tigers on my shirt and alligator. You wanna see the [Fm] inside? I'll see you later. Here come the drama. Oh, that's that nigga with the fake. [Cm] Wow! Why you punch me in my face? Stay in your place. Play your [C#] position. Here come my [Cm] intuition. Go in this [Fm] nigga's pocket. Rob him while his friends watch. That hoes clocking. Here comes [Cm] respect. This crew's [Dm] your crew. Or they might [C#] be next. Look at they man eyes. [D#] Big man, [Cm] they never try. So we [Fm] roll with them. Stole with them. I mean [Cm] loyalty. Niggas bought me milks at lunch. The milks were chocolate. The cookies were [Fm] the crunch. A-Lick. [F] Oshkosh and blue and white [Cm] duck. Ask the block. [C#] _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Dm] _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ [Cm] _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ [Fm] _ _
_ _ _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _
[C#] I had [Cm] enough heart for most of [F] em. Long as I got stuff. [G#] For most of them were soft. Even when I was wrong, I got [Cm] my point across They [Dm] depicted me the boss, [C#] of course My orange box cutter make [Cm] the world go round Plus some fuckin' bitches at [G#] my homegirls Now I'm stud stacking, [C#] dabbled in crack, gun [Cm] packing Nicknamed [F] Medina, made Cena stoke [D#] my Nina From gym class to in-glass, ass off [Cm] a global The only [Fm] nigga with a mobile, can't you see like Toto Gettin' larger and wasted [D#] taste Ain't no tellin' where [F] the spell in his head Just a case, keep [Cm] a shell at the tip of your melon Clear the space, your brain was [Fm] a terrible thing The [Cm] way, 88 on gate, snatch an issue nameplate Smoke is flipped with niggas, real life, begin to kill us, praying God forgive us for being [Fm] sinners [G#] I'm a savage [C#] _ _ [Cm] _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ [Cm] _ _
[Dm] _ _ [D#] _ _ _ [C#] _ [Cm] _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ [Fm] _ _
_ _ _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C#] After realizing, to master [Cm] enterprising I ain't have to be [Fm] in school by 10, [C#] I'll pen Began to encounter, with my [Cm] counterpart To how to burn [Dm] the block apart, break [Cm] it down into sections Drugs by Z selection, some use [Fm] pipes, others use [G#] injections Serene soul, separate leads, prank the [Cm] deputy Take the grandma Smith [F] and Wesson like my dick was [Cm] missing To protect my [D#] position, my corner, [F] my layer While we out here, say the [G#] hustler's prayer If the game shakes me or breaks me, [Cm] I hope it makes me a [Dm] better man Take a better [Cm] stand, put money in my mom's hand Get my daughter this college plan, [F] so she don't need no [Cm] man Stay far from timid, only make moves when your heart's in it And live to pray, sky's the limit, motherfucker _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ [D#] _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ [C#] _
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