Revolutionary Beat Chords by Flipsyde

Tempo:
81.2 bpm
Chords used:

G

C

E

Am

A

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Revolutionary Beat-Flipsyde chords
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[Em] [G]
[Am] [C] [Em] [G]
[Am] [C] [Em] [G]
[E] [C] [Em] [G]
[Am] [C] [E] If we can't live in [G] peace, then fuck it, let's die.
They [A] ain't tryna hear [C] us, so fuck it, let's ride.
[E] Catch a trader who's [G] skipping needles in his eye.
[A] Smash mo's so [C] you be running out of time.
If [E] we can't live in [G] peace, then fuck it, let's die.
They [A] ain't tryna hear [C] us, so fuck it, let's ride.
Catch [E] a trader who's [G] skipping needles in his eye.
[Am] Smash Moe so [C] you can run in that attack
From [E] Zumbidos [G] Palmares, La Mata Pechada
Tu [Am] Comando de [C] Mayo, Bustin' at the Capu de Chavas
[Em] Che [G] Guevara and Castro, Bangin' in Cuba
To [Am] the [C] Zapatistas and Latin King, they bust with that Ruka
[G] We ain't forgot, but baby boy that block's still hot
[Am] People still [C] broke, get me from Snowden, go to that hop
[E] Tryna [G] escape, but then your reign up up in a way
And [Am] you ain't got to [C] worry about them views that don't get paid
[Em] Holes get [G] made in the 7th, 8th, 9th, and 10th grade
[Am] Studying that [C] crickin' game as if they taking a trade
Little brothers is [G] getting sluggish like potatoes and gravy
[Am] Got a name in [C] street fame, Jesus Christ couldn't save him
And [E] he gon' vibe, [G] until that day he gon' slide
Can act like a [Am] bone fly, [G] and your facial erase
You can hit that ass, it [E] gon' fly
[G] Am I still in jail?
Why?
Am I still a [Am] slave?
Why?
[G] Am I poor and broke, struggling, working minimum [E] wage?
If you can't live in [G] peace, then fuck it, let's die
They [A] ain't tryna hear [C] us, then fuck it, let's ride
Catch [E] a trader, then [G] stick a needle in his eye
[A] Smash more, so [C] you'll be running out of time
If [E] you can't live in [G] peace, then fuck it, let's die
They [A] ain't tryna hear [C] us, then fuck it, let's ride
Catch [E] a trader, then [G] stick a needle in his eye
[A] Smash more, so [C] you'll be running out of time
[Em] Let me get a [G] hit of that nicotine, let me get a line of that [Am] Niamine
Let me get a [C] sip of that vodka grand, let a motherfucker know who I [E] am
Let me get [G] high, cause the world is loud, well let me start a fire, cause the world is [A] cold
Cut the bar, [C] boy, I get inside and ride, tell the shit, damn, spit line from line
Once I [G] got in it, I vow that I finish, I'll ride to [Am] the end
And no [G] smiling, I'm spitting, and fuck Thanksgiving
Cause I ride with the heartless and fight for my goddess
The hardest [Am] of artists [G] is keeping them problems in, fuck [E] yo' god
If we can't live in [G] peace, then fuck it, let's die
They [A] ain't tryna hear [C] us, then fuck it, let's ride
[E] Catch a trader, then [G] stick a needle in his eye
[A] Smash more, so [C] you'll be running out of time
If [E] we can't live in [G] peace, then fuck it, let's die
They [A] ain't tryna hear [C] us, then fuck it, let's ride
[E] Catch a trader, then [G] stick a needle in his eye
[Am] Smash more, so [C] you'll be running out of time
He [Em] worked for 30 [G] years, retired, now he's checking to check
But then [Am] the [C] corporation got richer from his bleeding and sweat
And the [Em] government ain't [G] got no safety net, he ran out of blessings
And [Am] they cutting [C] social security, cause they don't [Em] respect him
So now he sits on [G] a curb, wonders around, seats on the ground, works for [Am] miles
He's gonna pay his bills, so he lost [C] his house, and that's what the deal is all [Em] about
He's gonna get [G] benched, or he's gonna get pimped he's gonna shoot, or he's gonna get [Am] hit
Land of the free, and home of the [C] brave, land of the Jeep, and home of [E] the slave
If we can't live in [G] peace, then fuck it, let's die
They [A] ain't tryna hear [C] us, then fuck it, let's ride
[E] Catch a trader, then [G] stick a needle in his eye
[A] Smash more, so [C] you'll be running out of time
If [E] we can't live in [G] peace, then fuck it, let's die
[A] They ain't tryna hear [C] us, then fuck it, let's ride
[E] Catch a trader, then [G] stick a needle in his eye
[Am] Smash more, [C] so you'll be running out of time
[Em] [G]
[Am] [C] [Em] [G]
[Am] [C] [Em] [G]
[Am] [C] [Em] [G]
[Am] [C] [E] [G]
[A] [C] [E] [G]
[A] [C] [E] [G]
[C] [E] [G]
[C] [E] [G]
[A] [C] [E] [G] Bye [A] [C] [E] [G] bye.
[A] [C] [E] [G]
[A] [C] [E] [G]
[A] [C] [E] [G]
[A] [C] [Em]
Key:  
G
2131
C
3211
E
2311
Am
2311
A
1231
G
2131
C
3211
E
2311
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To start learning Flipsyde - (Album Version Edited) Revolutionary Beat chords, centre your learning around these elemetal chords sequence: A, C, E, G, C, Em, G, Am, G and C. A strategic approach would be to train at 40 BPM initially, and then accelerate to the song's tempo of 81. Considering your vocal pitch and chord choices, adjust the capo in accordance with the key: G Major.

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_ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ [G] _
_ _ [Am] _ _ [C] _ _ [Em] _ [G] _
_ _ [Am] _ _ [C] _ _ [Em] _ [G] _
_ _ [E] _ [C] _ _ _ [Em] _ [G] _
_ [Am] _ _ [C] _ [E] If we can't live in [G] peace, then fuck it, let's die.
They [A] ain't tryna hear [C] us, so fuck it, let's ride.
[E] Catch a trader who's [G] skipping needles in his eye.
[A] Smash mo's so [C] you be running out of time.
If [E] we can't live in [G] peace, then fuck it, let's die.
They [A] ain't tryna hear [C] us, so fuck it, let's ride.
Catch [E] a trader who's [G] skipping needles in his eye.
[Am] Smash Moe so [C] you can run in that attack
From [E] Zumbidos [G] Palmares, La Mata Pechada
Tu [Am] Comando de [C] Mayo, Bustin' at the Capu de Chavas
[Em] Che [G] Guevara and Castro, Bangin' in Cuba
To [Am] the [C] Zapatistas and Latin King, they bust with that Ruka
[G] We ain't forgot, but baby boy that block's still hot
[Am] People still [C] broke, get me from Snowden, go to that hop
[E] Tryna [G] escape, but then your reign up up in a way
And [Am] you ain't got to [C] worry about them views that don't get paid
[Em] Holes get [G] made in the 7th, 8th, 9th, and 10th grade
[Am] Studying that [C] crickin' game as if they taking a trade
Little brothers is [G] getting sluggish like potatoes and gravy
[Am] Got a name in [C] street fame, Jesus Christ couldn't save him
And [E] he gon' vibe, [G] until that day he gon' slide
Can act like a [Am] bone fly, [G] and your facial erase
You can hit that ass, it [E] gon' fly
[G] Am I still in jail?
Why?
Am I still a [Am] slave?
Why?
[G] Am I poor and broke, struggling, working minimum [E] wage?
If you can't live in [G] peace, then fuck it, let's die
They [A] ain't tryna hear [C] us, then fuck it, let's ride
Catch [E] a trader, then [G] stick a needle in his eye
[A] Smash more, so [C] you'll be running out of time
If [E] you can't live in [G] peace, then fuck it, let's die
They [A] ain't tryna hear [C] us, then fuck it, let's ride
Catch [E] a trader, then [G] stick a needle in his eye
[A] Smash more, so [C] you'll be running out of time
[Em] Let me get a [G] hit of that nicotine, let me get a line of that [Am] Niamine
Let me get a [C] sip of that vodka grand, let a motherfucker know who I [E] am
Let me get [G] high, cause the world is loud, well let me start a fire, cause the world is [A] cold
Cut the bar, [C] boy, I get inside and ride, tell the shit, damn, spit line from line
Once I [G] got in it, I vow that I finish, I'll ride to [Am] the end
And no [G] smiling, I'm spitting, and fuck Thanksgiving
Cause I ride with the heartless and fight for my goddess
The hardest [Am] of artists [G] is keeping them problems in, fuck [E] yo' god
If we can't live in [G] peace, then fuck it, let's die
They [A] ain't tryna hear [C] us, then fuck it, let's ride
[E] Catch a trader, then [G] stick a needle in his eye
[A] Smash more, so [C] you'll be running out of time
If [E] we can't live in [G] peace, then fuck it, let's die
They [A] ain't tryna hear [C] us, then fuck it, let's ride
[E] Catch a trader, then [G] stick a needle in his eye
[Am] Smash more, so [C] you'll be running out of time
He [Em] worked for 30 [G] years, retired, now he's checking to check
But then [Am] the [C] corporation got richer from his bleeding and sweat
And the [Em] government ain't [G] got no safety net, he ran out of blessings
And [Am] they cutting [C] social security, cause they don't [Em] respect him
So now he sits on [G] a curb, wonders around, seats on the ground, works for [Am] miles
He's gonna pay his bills, so he lost [C] his house, and that's what the deal is all [Em] about
He's gonna get [G] benched, or he's gonna get pimped he's gonna shoot, or he's gonna get [Am] hit
Land of the free, and home of the [C] brave, land of the Jeep, and home of [E] the slave
If we can't live in [G] peace, then fuck it, let's die
They [A] ain't tryna hear [C] us, then fuck it, let's ride
[E] Catch a trader, then [G] stick a needle in his eye
[A] Smash more, so [C] you'll be running out of time
If [E] we can't live in [G] peace, then fuck it, let's die
[A] They ain't tryna hear [C] us, then fuck it, let's ride
[E] Catch a trader, then [G] stick a needle in his eye
[Am] Smash more, [C] so you'll be running out of time
_ [Em] _ [G] _
_ _ [Am] _ _ [C] _ _ [Em] _ [G] _
_ _ [Am] _ _ [C] _ _ [Em] _ [G] _
_ _ [Am] _ [C] _ _ _ [Em] _ [G] _
_ [Am] _ _ [C] _ _ _ [E] _ [G] _
_ _ [A] _ [C] _ _ _ [E] _ [G] _
_ _ [A] _ [C] _ _ _ [E] _ [G] _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [E] _ [G] _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [E] _ [G] _
_ _ [A] _ _ [C] _ _ [E] [G] Bye _ _ [A] _ [C] _ _ _ [E] [G] bye.
_ _ [A] _ _ [C] _ _ [E] _ [G] _
_ _ [A] _ _ [C] _ _ [E] _ [G] _
_ _ [A] _ [C] _ _ _ [E] _ [G] _
_ _ [A] _ [C] _ _ _ [Em] _ _

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