Chords for Marley Marl - The Symphony (Video)

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_ _ [Bb] I _ [G] _ don't [D] care who's first or who's last, but I know that y'all just better rock this at
the drop of a [Bb] dime, baby.
_ [F] I don't know what y'all gonna do with [Bb] this, but it got to be
funky.
It [F] got to be funky if you're gonna be [G] on it.
I don't care who start, I don't
care what y'all do, [F] but it got to be finished before the music [Bb] is through.
Now, who's first
up to bat?
[F] Listen close, [Gb] your attention's undivided.
Many in the past have tried to
do what [F] I did.
Just the way I came or been, I'm gonna [G] come on.
Stronger and longer, even
with the [F] trouble.
I keep on growing and [Bb] flowing just like a river.
I got a whole lot to give,
so I'ma [F] give a little at a time.
New trails I'm [Bb] blazing.
Action is in effect, it always
[F] stays in.
Yeah, [Gb] just like a shot from a cannon.
I am demanding, charging, I be [F] planning.
I
jam strong enough that it can [Bb] lift your soul.
I'm the originator, and my rhymes are made
of [F] gold.
Once you hear the capital A, rap will [Bb] stay with you for a while.
It won't go
[F] away unless you force it.
It's a force that stays with you, my [Bb] friend, and if you force
it away, I'ma hit you [F] again.
Next up, I [Gm] believe that's me.
Craig G, light up the mic for the
symphony.
[F] This jam is dedicated to [Gb] all unopposed.
That's when I wasn't coming out with some
swizzy rhymes.
But that's alright, [N] cause now I'm back to kill all [Bb] the rumors and straighten
the [F] facts.
Now, rock your rhymes like I always [Bb] used to, but you jumped on the tip when you
heard me [F] introduce you.
You said, mm-mm-mm, ain't [Bb] that something?
Look like I heard you in that jam
and [F] I apologize.
Oh yeah, [Bb] and uh, did I have your autograph on me?
[F] That's how I'm living.
On [Bb] surprise mode, don't even sleep.
Try not to keep [F] your eyes closed, cause if you do, [D] when you
awaken, your [Bb] so-called spot will be [F] taken.
I'll take it over like a greedy [G] executive.
Cause on the
mic, my [F] perspective is to be the best at [B] all rap events, and since [G] I have a car, I call it
experience.
[F] Next up, yo, I believe that's [Bb] me.
Light up the mic for the symphony.
[F] Yo,
Charlie gives a slice, I get [Bb] nice in my voice.
This time it's a horrifying ass, [F] listen, life's
going steep.
You're felled in [Bb] a spell of receipt, and while [B] I'm out in the money, you're down
[F] street.
The G-Rap strikes the [Bb] mic.
I'ma psych, type, hype, the true life to make the people
unite.
I'ma zip up lips, [Bb] strap on raps.
You flip, but wanna sip on [F] my tips.
Take a deep breath,
because you don't have [Bb] enough or less.
Coming back like I'm avenging my [F] brother's death.
Make
Confederates [Bb] run for Madison, cause I put out more light in a fight to [F] carnaticence.
Rip the
damn cage like I'm on a rampage.
So if you want rage, I'ma [F] make fun of age.
Read the headlines,
suckas, [Bb] today's the deadline.
Your head is way past [F] bedtime, baby.
I believe that's [Bb] me.
Get on
the mic for the [F] symphony.
Setting [Bb] it off, letting it off, beginning.
Fuck till the ending, you
[F] never been in.
Groove it, groove it, smooth rap, [Bb] Lord.
Like a bottle of juice, rhymes are [F] being
poured down the air.
[Bm] Crispy clears, I'm prepared to wear tan.
Smell, [F] then I'm outta here.
With the
mark left, the [Bb] truth in all clang.
Rocking a party, yo, [F] it's a small thing.
I've been to many places
on regular [Bb] basis, and broken down mics were the only [F] traces.
I've been there, in there, at [Bb] the party.
The mic kept my prints, and on it [F] was a party.
So take caution, I'm [Bb] not forcing around in a cool-down
clown.
I'm [F] taking more sun, to just acknowledge [Bb] the way that I kicked it.
Cause if rap was a house, you'd
[F] be evicted.
And dismissed from the [Bb] microphone.
Choking on a poem, cause [F] daddy's home.
And battling
me is hazardous to [Bb] health, so put a quarter in your ass, [Eb] cause you played yourself.
[F] I raise superior,
always [Bb] take each other, ya.
You know, frail rappers, you [F] will evaporate, disintegrate, and a [Bb] great
slate to your fate, and a great one dominate my name.
Straight to [F] the stage, I'm draining, [Eb] draining,
taking, [Bb] draining, that category, period, [F] end of story.
I still have beats, what's wrong with you?
[Bb] Yo fellas, y'all got to do something on this there track.
They ain't gonna let the track house juice?
What?
You let these track house juice?
What?
Y'all, I can't believe it.
I can't believe it.
I can't
[Bb] believe it.
_ _ _ _ _ [N] They