Chords for gza - publicity
Tempo:
92.4 bpm
Chords used:
D
E
Em
D#
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D]
[Em] [D]
[Em] [D]
[E] [D] Who be first to catch this beat?
[Em] Damn, my rap page be the star.
[D] Eagle trip with me, victory, and no law.
[Em] Rap Zeke show you details of war in the streets.
[D] We're the most live, catch vibe and blaze heat.
Double XL [E] Kings rush through, got right [D] on.
Quick to stretch, sound cool to get a mic on.
Math [E] let the plate spin.
The second of [D] hits from Older Space Grin.
The dorm catch sick, the paper [Em] direct wire.
CMJ be higher, [D] unlike the story that echoes out.
From chronic liars, like [E] those who feast on Hall.
He murder [D] dog, the village voice here with his heart and soul called.
Killer B's [E] produce the honey, and for the father [D] platinum.
Plus, the DJ Claus [D] came to stratch him.
The [E] street team take shots of criticism.
Promotional vehicles whiffin' with [D#] mad rhythm.
With the lockout of one of our sauceboards.
We [F] spiced the stand, [D] launched the stage on the war [D] court.
During the first [E] half, number one draft.
Rap Lord, swing swords, [D] slam microphone.
Shatter billboards, 48 in [Em] sight.
After inhaling the herb, vision [D] impaired.
When the silhouette merged, one nut [E] out the gland.
Get your whole clique banned [D] from radio.
PD's cut your rap's band.
[E] Forcing me to move on from one world to [D] another.
Wanna go from the fuel jet to hover.
Take [Em] cover with the radical, urban Latino.
No [D] hip hop connection with us and Janet Reno.
I [Em] do an interview and they aim to trace my [C#] essence.
To [D] know more than is necessary, blunt your weapon.
My [E] group's Nova, remain unsober.
[D] And serve high times with King Cobra.
I show you low [E] post MC's.
Your host styles with feasts.
Second [D] to get your word up, then the troops unleashed.
[E] Creative loafing to the grand opening.
[D] With my red gun, smoking your whole thing.
[E] Uniforms refrig when they walk.
The black [D] beef in the heat.
Our gazers exposed in fresh meat.
In [Em] bed rocking, gambling.
Rolling stone out of [D] zone.
Where they can't monitor my zap phone.
Collide with the [Em] Tiger V.
Rapping, rocker.
Ebony [D] eye, full speed to saga.
[Em] [D]
[Em] [D]
[E] [D]
[E] [D]
[Em] [D] [E]
[Em] [D]
[Em] [D]
[E] [D] Who be first to catch this beat?
[Em] Damn, my rap page be the star.
[D] Eagle trip with me, victory, and no law.
[Em] Rap Zeke show you details of war in the streets.
[D] We're the most live, catch vibe and blaze heat.
Double XL [E] Kings rush through, got right [D] on.
Quick to stretch, sound cool to get a mic on.
Math [E] let the plate spin.
The second of [D] hits from Older Space Grin.
The dorm catch sick, the paper [Em] direct wire.
CMJ be higher, [D] unlike the story that echoes out.
From chronic liars, like [E] those who feast on Hall.
He murder [D] dog, the village voice here with his heart and soul called.
Killer B's [E] produce the honey, and for the father [D] platinum.
Plus, the DJ Claus [D] came to stratch him.
The [E] street team take shots of criticism.
Promotional vehicles whiffin' with [D#] mad rhythm.
With the lockout of one of our sauceboards.
We [F] spiced the stand, [D] launched the stage on the war [D] court.
During the first [E] half, number one draft.
Rap Lord, swing swords, [D] slam microphone.
Shatter billboards, 48 in [Em] sight.
After inhaling the herb, vision [D] impaired.
When the silhouette merged, one nut [E] out the gland.
Get your whole clique banned [D] from radio.
PD's cut your rap's band.
[E] Forcing me to move on from one world to [D] another.
Wanna go from the fuel jet to hover.
Take [Em] cover with the radical, urban Latino.
No [D] hip hop connection with us and Janet Reno.
I [Em] do an interview and they aim to trace my [C#] essence.
To [D] know more than is necessary, blunt your weapon.
My [E] group's Nova, remain unsober.
[D] And serve high times with King Cobra.
I show you low [E] post MC's.
Your host styles with feasts.
Second [D] to get your word up, then the troops unleashed.
[E] Creative loafing to the grand opening.
[D] With my red gun, smoking your whole thing.
[E] Uniforms refrig when they walk.
The black [D] beef in the heat.
Our gazers exposed in fresh meat.
In [Em] bed rocking, gambling.
Rolling stone out of [D] zone.
Where they can't monitor my zap phone.
Collide with the [Em] Tiger V.
Rapping, rocker.
Ebony [D] eye, full speed to saga.
[Em] [D]
[Em] [D]
[E] [D]
[E] [D]
[Em] [D] [E]
Key:
D
E
Em
D#
F
D
E
Em
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[Em] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ [D] _ Who be first to catch this beat?
[Em] Damn, my rap page be the star.
[D] Eagle trip with me, victory, and no law.
[Em] Rap Zeke show you details of war in the streets.
[D] We're the most live, catch vibe and blaze heat.
Double XL [E] Kings rush through, got right [D] on.
Quick to stretch, sound cool to get a mic on.
Math [E] let the plate spin.
The second of [D] hits from Older Space Grin.
The dorm catch sick, the paper [Em] direct wire.
CMJ be higher, [D] unlike the story that echoes out.
From chronic liars, like [E] those who feast on Hall.
He murder [D] dog, the village voice here with his heart and soul called.
Killer B's [E] produce the honey, and for the father [D] platinum.
Plus, the DJ Claus [D] came to stratch him.
The [E] street team take shots of criticism.
Promotional vehicles whiffin' with [D#] mad rhythm.
With the lockout of one of our sauceboards.
We [F] spiced the stand, [D] launched the stage on the war [D] court.
During the first [E] half, number one draft.
Rap Lord, swing swords, [D] slam microphone.
Shatter billboards, 48 in [Em] sight.
After inhaling the herb, vision [D] impaired.
When the silhouette merged, one nut [E] out the gland.
Get your whole clique banned [D] from radio.
PD's cut your rap's band.
[E] Forcing me to move on from one world to [D] another.
Wanna go from the fuel jet to hover.
Take [Em] cover with the radical, urban Latino.
No [D] hip hop connection with us and Janet Reno.
I [Em] do an interview and they aim to trace my [C#] essence.
To [D] know more than is necessary, blunt your weapon.
My [E] group's Nova, remain unsober.
[D] And serve high times with King Cobra.
I show you low [E] post MC's.
Your host styles with feasts.
Second [D] to get your word up, then the troops unleashed.
[E] Creative loafing to the grand opening.
[D] With my red gun, smoking your whole thing.
[E] Uniforms refrig when they walk.
The black [D] beef in the heat.
Our gazers exposed in fresh meat.
In [Em] bed rocking, gambling.
Rolling stone out of [D] zone.
Where they can't monitor my zap phone.
Collide with the [Em] Tiger V.
Rapping, rocker.
Ebony [D] eye, full speed to saga.
[Em] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [E] _
[Em] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ [D] _ Who be first to catch this beat?
[Em] Damn, my rap page be the star.
[D] Eagle trip with me, victory, and no law.
[Em] Rap Zeke show you details of war in the streets.
[D] We're the most live, catch vibe and blaze heat.
Double XL [E] Kings rush through, got right [D] on.
Quick to stretch, sound cool to get a mic on.
Math [E] let the plate spin.
The second of [D] hits from Older Space Grin.
The dorm catch sick, the paper [Em] direct wire.
CMJ be higher, [D] unlike the story that echoes out.
From chronic liars, like [E] those who feast on Hall.
He murder [D] dog, the village voice here with his heart and soul called.
Killer B's [E] produce the honey, and for the father [D] platinum.
Plus, the DJ Claus [D] came to stratch him.
The [E] street team take shots of criticism.
Promotional vehicles whiffin' with [D#] mad rhythm.
With the lockout of one of our sauceboards.
We [F] spiced the stand, [D] launched the stage on the war [D] court.
During the first [E] half, number one draft.
Rap Lord, swing swords, [D] slam microphone.
Shatter billboards, 48 in [Em] sight.
After inhaling the herb, vision [D] impaired.
When the silhouette merged, one nut [E] out the gland.
Get your whole clique banned [D] from radio.
PD's cut your rap's band.
[E] Forcing me to move on from one world to [D] another.
Wanna go from the fuel jet to hover.
Take [Em] cover with the radical, urban Latino.
No [D] hip hop connection with us and Janet Reno.
I [Em] do an interview and they aim to trace my [C#] essence.
To [D] know more than is necessary, blunt your weapon.
My [E] group's Nova, remain unsober.
[D] And serve high times with King Cobra.
I show you low [E] post MC's.
Your host styles with feasts.
Second [D] to get your word up, then the troops unleashed.
[E] Creative loafing to the grand opening.
[D] With my red gun, smoking your whole thing.
[E] Uniforms refrig when they walk.
The black [D] beef in the heat.
Our gazers exposed in fresh meat.
In [Em] bed rocking, gambling.
Rolling stone out of [D] zone.
Where they can't monitor my zap phone.
Collide with the [Em] Tiger V.
Rapping, rocker.
Ebony [D] eye, full speed to saga.
[Em] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
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