Chords for RZA - You Can't Stop Me Now feat. Inspectah Deck (HD)

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_ [Eb] _ _ [Ebm] No matter how hard you try, [Ab] you can't stop me now.
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_ [Ebm] _ _ No matter how hard you try, [Bbm] you can't stop me [Bb] now.
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[Ebm] The greatest b-boy of all time, started [Eb] from small crime, while others had big jobs.
I was sneaking small [Bbm] dimes, trying to make the come up.
The blow [Bb] used to numb up, a few G's a [Db] week.
My clique used to [Ebm] sum up, then my brother got locked up.
My girl got knocked up, my coach's homie eats.
Got popped up and [Bbm] shot up, cops love to block.
No way to eat, [Bb] so I dropped a half a [Db] G on a rented SP [Ebm] 1200 sampler.
In a Yamaha 4-track, the bass from the lab used to blow the fucking [Bbm] floor back.
My coach was doing stick ups, trying to make a pick up.
Waiting outside for the breeze truck to [Ebm] pick up.
Nothing would work, so we back to chopping nicks up.
Giving grown ass women two vows for a [Bbm] dick suck.
When I was stressed, I would head to the rest.
Then the pads on the [Db] SP12 got pressed.
[Ebm] Making beats for the streets, so the [Eb] family could eat.
In 93, Wu-Tang Clan dropped their first LP.
[Bbm] We went platinum, [Bb] yeah we flattened them.
Clockers got [Db] fat in them, Whitney got [Ebm] chapping them.
Statins on the map in them, [Ab] Brooklyn Zoo was bombing them.
[Eb] All around the world, killer bees start [Bbm] swarming them.
You can't [Bb] stop us, you can't block us.
Rock us or [Db] lock us, knock us or [Ebm] top us.
Better sit back and watch us.
No matter how hard you try, [Ab] you can't stop me now.
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_ [Ebm] _ _ No matter how hard you try, [Bb] you can't stop me now.
You can't stop [Db] me.
[Ebm] No matter how hard, you better [Eb] go hard, so hard.
If you gonna try and stop me now, [Bb] I'll be ruckus to rhythm like the blocks, beware.
Bad enough I got the [Db] cops tryna lock me [Ebm] down.
Can't nobody break my [Eb] stride, or shake my pride.
Without a homicide case and [Bbm] trial.
It's a long time coming, long lines bussing.
Cradle to the [Db] grave, I'll be on my grind [Ebm] hustling.
Sometimes when I think about it, [Eb] have my mind bugging.
The shit that I've been through, things that I've [Bbm] seen.
The chicks that I ran through, places that I've [Bb] been.
I'm a victim [Db] of the very song I [Ebm] sing.
It's how it is in the heart of it, most want no part of it.
Some will soothe the pain through booze and narcotic.
[Bbm] I'ma hold my head, stay true to where my heart is.
Either you hate me to [Db] life, or you can't do the [Eb] humming.
No matter [Ebm] how hard you try, [Ab] you can't stop me now.
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