Chords for Jay Electronica- Rennaisance Man
Tempo:
90.3 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
Ab
Fm
Cm
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
I know you're out there.
[C] I can feel you [B] now.
I know that you're afraid.
You're afraid of us.
You're afraid of change.
[C] I don't know the future.
I didn't [Am] come here to tell you how this is going to end.
I came here to tell you how it's going to begin.
I'm going to hang up this phone, and then I'm going to show these people what you don't [B] want them to see.
I'm going to show them a [F] world without you.
A world without rules and controls, without borders or [Ab] boundaries.
A world where [Bb] anything is [Fm] possible.
[Ab]
Where we go from there [Fm] is short-lived.
[Bb] [Ab]
[Bb] [Fm] [Ab]
Oh, [Fm] oh, ladies and [Bb] gentlemen.
[Ab] You are now tuned in to the sound [Bb] of A [Ab]-Electronica.
Yeah.
Please remove all coins, change, or use a foreign object [Fm] from your pocket.
[Bb] [Ab] Have a good time tonight.
[Bb] [Ab] Everybody told me to be patient.
But who was sleeping [Fm] from couch to couch [Bb] and basement to [Ab] basement?
But J-Man, Satan trying to block my [Bb] shine like [Ab] Ray-Bans.
Haters never want to see you bubble, they'd rather see you struggle.
That's life, my nigga.
A lot [Fm] of fakers in the place were [Bb] invited to [Cm] taste.
They told me right to my face, yeah, that's tight, my [Bb] nigga.
You [Ab] repping that dirty South dog?
Aight, my nigga.
But they wouldn't lift a finger to light the incense or [Fm] let the smoke ringer.
[Bb] I ain't a hot [Ab] boy, but the flow's jalapeno.
I'm never [Bb] yapping bout how [Ab] the calico will lean ya.
Mack know you're crack, so you're creeping on the come up.
My grandmother won't leave [Fm] the fucking projects, I gotta [Bb] raise the [Cm] slum up.
These nerds at record labels played me dumb and [Bb] dumber.
So [Ab] I showed the industry my ass cracked like a plumber.
My ass cap banging on my door like a drummer.
[Fm] The fall's about to put a [Bb] period on [Ab] the summer.
But back to the point, they want to see [Bb] me fucked [Ab] up, kick scuffed up, laying back with a joint.
They said good things come to those who wait.
Well, [Fm] I don't know about that.
[Bb] And if you [Cm] can't feel this rhyme, then sorry, Jack, you don't know [Bb] about rap.
And [Ab] if you don't know struggle, you don't know about black.
And I don't give a fuck what Bill Cosby said.
Cause [Fm] the problem don't exist when [Bb] Bill [Cm] Cosby's dead.
And I don't think the revelation from the supreme [Bb] beings [Ab] reside in a hideout in Bill Cosby's head.
It's just the thoughts of a soldier.
And if you don't like it, play [Fm] dead and roll over.
The [Bb] game is [Cm] so over, the reign is so over.
They [Bb] call [Ab] him Jake.
[Fm] What you [Bb] say?
[Ab] I'm just so high off [Bb] this [Ab] guy.
He's so hot, he's so hot.
They call him Jake.
[Fm] What you say?
[F] [Ab] I'm just so high off [Bb] this [Ab] guy.
He's so hot, he's so hot.
What you say?
[Fm] [Bb] [Ab] [Bb] [Ab]
[Fm] [Bb] [Ab]
[Bb] [Ab] [Fm]
[C] I can feel you [B] now.
I know that you're afraid.
You're afraid of us.
You're afraid of change.
[C] I don't know the future.
I didn't [Am] come here to tell you how this is going to end.
I came here to tell you how it's going to begin.
I'm going to hang up this phone, and then I'm going to show these people what you don't [B] want them to see.
I'm going to show them a [F] world without you.
A world without rules and controls, without borders or [Ab] boundaries.
A world where [Bb] anything is [Fm] possible.
[Ab]
Where we go from there [Fm] is short-lived.
[Bb] [Ab]
[Bb] [Fm] [Ab]
Oh, [Fm] oh, ladies and [Bb] gentlemen.
[Ab] You are now tuned in to the sound [Bb] of A [Ab]-Electronica.
Yeah.
Please remove all coins, change, or use a foreign object [Fm] from your pocket.
[Bb] [Ab] Have a good time tonight.
[Bb] [Ab] Everybody told me to be patient.
But who was sleeping [Fm] from couch to couch [Bb] and basement to [Ab] basement?
But J-Man, Satan trying to block my [Bb] shine like [Ab] Ray-Bans.
Haters never want to see you bubble, they'd rather see you struggle.
That's life, my nigga.
A lot [Fm] of fakers in the place were [Bb] invited to [Cm] taste.
They told me right to my face, yeah, that's tight, my [Bb] nigga.
You [Ab] repping that dirty South dog?
Aight, my nigga.
But they wouldn't lift a finger to light the incense or [Fm] let the smoke ringer.
[Bb] I ain't a hot [Ab] boy, but the flow's jalapeno.
I'm never [Bb] yapping bout how [Ab] the calico will lean ya.
Mack know you're crack, so you're creeping on the come up.
My grandmother won't leave [Fm] the fucking projects, I gotta [Bb] raise the [Cm] slum up.
These nerds at record labels played me dumb and [Bb] dumber.
So [Ab] I showed the industry my ass cracked like a plumber.
My ass cap banging on my door like a drummer.
[Fm] The fall's about to put a [Bb] period on [Ab] the summer.
But back to the point, they want to see [Bb] me fucked [Ab] up, kick scuffed up, laying back with a joint.
They said good things come to those who wait.
Well, [Fm] I don't know about that.
[Bb] And if you [Cm] can't feel this rhyme, then sorry, Jack, you don't know [Bb] about rap.
And [Ab] if you don't know struggle, you don't know about black.
And I don't give a fuck what Bill Cosby said.
Cause [Fm] the problem don't exist when [Bb] Bill [Cm] Cosby's dead.
And I don't think the revelation from the supreme [Bb] beings [Ab] reside in a hideout in Bill Cosby's head.
It's just the thoughts of a soldier.
And if you don't like it, play [Fm] dead and roll over.
The [Bb] game is [Cm] so over, the reign is so over.
They [Bb] call [Ab] him Jake.
[Fm] What you [Bb] say?
[Ab] I'm just so high off [Bb] this [Ab] guy.
He's so hot, he's so hot.
They call him Jake.
[Fm] What you say?
[F] [Ab] I'm just so high off [Bb] this [Ab] guy.
He's so hot, he's so hot.
What you say?
[Fm] [Bb] [Ab] [Bb] [Ab]
[Fm] [Bb] [Ab]
[Bb] [Ab] [Fm]
Key:
Bb
Ab
Fm
Cm
C
Bb
Ab
Fm
_ _ _ _ I know you're out there.
[C] I can feel you [B] now.
I know that you're afraid.
You're afraid of us.
You're afraid of change.
_ [C] I don't know the future.
I didn't [Am] come here to tell you how this is going to end.
I came here to tell you how it's going to begin.
I'm going to hang up this phone, and then I'm going to show these people what you don't [B] want them to see.
I'm going to show them a [F] world without you.
A world without rules and controls, without borders or [Ab] boundaries.
A world where [Bb] anything is [Fm] possible.
_ _ _ _ [Ab]
Where we go from there [Fm] is short-lived.
[Bb] _ [Ab] _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ [Fm] _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _
Oh, [Fm] oh, ladies and [Bb] gentlemen.
[Ab] You are now tuned in to the sound [Bb] of A [Ab]-Electronica.
Yeah.
Please remove all coins, change, or use a foreign object [Fm] from your pocket.
_ [Bb] [Ab] Have a good time tonight. _
_ [Bb] _ [Ab] _ _ _ Everybody told me to be patient.
But who was sleeping [Fm] from couch to couch [Bb] and basement to [Ab] basement?
But J-Man, Satan trying to block my [Bb] shine like [Ab] Ray-Bans.
Haters never want to see you bubble, they'd rather see you struggle.
That's life, my nigga.
A lot [Fm] of fakers in the place were [Bb] invited to [Cm] taste.
They told me right to my face, yeah, that's tight, my [Bb] nigga.
You [Ab] repping that dirty South dog?
Aight, my nigga.
But they wouldn't lift a finger to light the incense or [Fm] let the smoke ringer.
[Bb] I ain't a hot [Ab] boy, but the flow's jalapeno.
I'm never [Bb] yapping bout how [Ab] the calico will lean ya.
Mack know you're crack, so you're creeping on the come up.
My grandmother won't leave [Fm] the fucking projects, I gotta [Bb] raise the [Cm] slum up.
These nerds at record labels played me dumb and [Bb] dumber.
So [Ab] I showed the industry my ass cracked like a plumber.
My ass cap banging on my door like a drummer.
[Fm] The fall's about to put a [Bb] period on [Ab] the summer.
But back to the point, they want to see [Bb] me fucked [Ab] up, kick scuffed up, laying back with a joint.
They said good things come to those who wait.
Well, [Fm] I don't know about that.
[Bb] And if you [Cm] can't feel this rhyme, then sorry, Jack, you don't know [Bb] about rap.
And [Ab] if you don't know struggle, you don't know about black.
And I don't give a fuck what Bill Cosby said.
Cause [Fm] the problem don't exist when [Bb] Bill [Cm] Cosby's dead.
And I don't think the revelation from the supreme [Bb] beings [Ab] reside in a hideout in Bill Cosby's head.
It's just the thoughts of a soldier.
And if you don't like it, play [Fm] dead and roll over.
The [Bb] game is [Cm] so over, the reign is so over.
They [Bb] call [Ab] _ _ him _ Jake.
[Fm] What you [Bb] say?
[Ab] I'm just so high off [Bb] this [Ab] guy.
He's so hot, he's so hot.
They call him Jake.
[Fm] What you say?
[F] [Ab] I'm just so high off [Bb] this [Ab] guy.
He's so hot, he's so hot.
What you say?
_ [Fm] _ _ [Bb] _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Fm] _ _ [Bb] _ [Ab] _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ [Ab] _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _
[C] I can feel you [B] now.
I know that you're afraid.
You're afraid of us.
You're afraid of change.
_ [C] I don't know the future.
I didn't [Am] come here to tell you how this is going to end.
I came here to tell you how it's going to begin.
I'm going to hang up this phone, and then I'm going to show these people what you don't [B] want them to see.
I'm going to show them a [F] world without you.
A world without rules and controls, without borders or [Ab] boundaries.
A world where [Bb] anything is [Fm] possible.
_ _ _ _ [Ab]
Where we go from there [Fm] is short-lived.
[Bb] _ [Ab] _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ [Fm] _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _
Oh, [Fm] oh, ladies and [Bb] gentlemen.
[Ab] You are now tuned in to the sound [Bb] of A [Ab]-Electronica.
Yeah.
Please remove all coins, change, or use a foreign object [Fm] from your pocket.
_ [Bb] [Ab] Have a good time tonight. _
_ [Bb] _ [Ab] _ _ _ Everybody told me to be patient.
But who was sleeping [Fm] from couch to couch [Bb] and basement to [Ab] basement?
But J-Man, Satan trying to block my [Bb] shine like [Ab] Ray-Bans.
Haters never want to see you bubble, they'd rather see you struggle.
That's life, my nigga.
A lot [Fm] of fakers in the place were [Bb] invited to [Cm] taste.
They told me right to my face, yeah, that's tight, my [Bb] nigga.
You [Ab] repping that dirty South dog?
Aight, my nigga.
But they wouldn't lift a finger to light the incense or [Fm] let the smoke ringer.
[Bb] I ain't a hot [Ab] boy, but the flow's jalapeno.
I'm never [Bb] yapping bout how [Ab] the calico will lean ya.
Mack know you're crack, so you're creeping on the come up.
My grandmother won't leave [Fm] the fucking projects, I gotta [Bb] raise the [Cm] slum up.
These nerds at record labels played me dumb and [Bb] dumber.
So [Ab] I showed the industry my ass cracked like a plumber.
My ass cap banging on my door like a drummer.
[Fm] The fall's about to put a [Bb] period on [Ab] the summer.
But back to the point, they want to see [Bb] me fucked [Ab] up, kick scuffed up, laying back with a joint.
They said good things come to those who wait.
Well, [Fm] I don't know about that.
[Bb] And if you [Cm] can't feel this rhyme, then sorry, Jack, you don't know [Bb] about rap.
And [Ab] if you don't know struggle, you don't know about black.
And I don't give a fuck what Bill Cosby said.
Cause [Fm] the problem don't exist when [Bb] Bill [Cm] Cosby's dead.
And I don't think the revelation from the supreme [Bb] beings [Ab] reside in a hideout in Bill Cosby's head.
It's just the thoughts of a soldier.
And if you don't like it, play [Fm] dead and roll over.
The [Bb] game is [Cm] so over, the reign is so over.
They [Bb] call [Ab] _ _ him _ Jake.
[Fm] What you [Bb] say?
[Ab] I'm just so high off [Bb] this [Ab] guy.
He's so hot, he's so hot.
They call him Jake.
[Fm] What you say?
[F] [Ab] I'm just so high off [Bb] this [Ab] guy.
He's so hot, he's so hot.
What you say?
_ [Fm] _ _ [Bb] _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Fm] _ _ [Bb] _ [Ab] _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ [Ab] _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _