Chords for IAM - Noble Art feat. Redman and Method Man (Clip officiel)

_ [A] Yeah, [D] [C] now that I got the blood, [G] let me [Am] speak on this, [D] alright?
Yeah, I hear a lot of kick in this bitch.
Turn [E] the music up in this motherfucker.
We [Am] the motherfuckers of the track, niggas.
Alright?
[C] Method man, red man, I am, I am.
Let's get it done.
Yeah, yeah. Fuck, nigga.
Yeah.
[D] Fuck you [Am] up, block.
We back, we back.
_ It's the worldwide niggas, niggas, niggas, niggas.
_ Ladies and germs, pandemonium.
Rick Napoleon, back and left all in your girl for no reason.
[N] Fuck you up like a double stack Pokemon.
Peek at you, you're a pussy.
I'm from the bricks with a real car thieves.
Rock this funky joint [Am] like PRT.
Chicks up my sleeve, just give me an hour.
I fang two women on a Eiffel Tower.
Medicine, instant pain.
Forcing his own companion.
For the gastro, we bring back the pimp.
And with the light, it's to regenerate the base.
And the girls we've sold out.
For the pain, we're like the plague.
In the real gym, the ring like Ali.
Already, it's a pallet.
Center of the periphery.
The heart beats, the feather passes through the pocket.
No objective.
Place your right foot, exit, too much grip.
Recovering strength, quick.
The energy of this sound, we're saving lives.
The song that we're listening to, Anton, like a shock.
Trick.
Each phase touches, Egotrip.
Metaphoric.
Blast, blaze.
Aggressive.
Submersible power.
Vis-a-vis.
Proud, [A] irascible.
There's a merit in the gym.
_ _ _ _ _ The [Am] beat from the start.
Understand.
Understand.
Every [Em] man got a drug.
And when I crack it back.
[Am] I am.
Somebody.
Roll up, but we can throw up drinks until we throw up.
Hey, yo, right off your back, I want y'all to know.
This dick is scooted.
That's y'all fire on the show.
I am.
Somebody.
Salad must fail, hopes fail.
I sound him cool.
Yo, the bigger they are, the harder they fall.
I got two cones.
The love song, harder than y'all.
I don't fear nothing at all.
Frontin' and all.
I even got female cospas in my vault.
Don't mess with my meth.
My disc in the neck, like the clip in the neck.
Your wrist in your neck, if you're fixin' to flex.
Come with your best, or don't come. _ _
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_ _ _ _ Roll up.
Salad must fail, hopes fail.
Come with your best, or don't come.
Your wrist in the neck, if you're fixing to flex.
Come with your best, or don't come.
Yo, back with that shit, don't shit on me.
I'm ready for the fight.
I got a stutter, I got a moustache. _ _
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[Am] I'm hard headed, my nuts the same I'm bringing [Em] dope back [Am] in the game
Tap your vein and get a fix Y'all ain't really seen bullshit
Even if you got infected that's a hot flix Meth man, funk doc and I [Em] am
Got these half naked [Am] Hollywood hoes on spy cams Y'all know the program, get with the program
I ain't no singer nigga, [A] this ain't no slow [C] [D] jam
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