Tonalidad: Bb minor
Intro 1
Am
Bm
G#dim
E
G#dim
Am
Bm
E
Verse 1
Am
Now
once upon a time not long ago
There was an archer kickin
rhymes up in
Atlanta
Rock and roll,
he's not a rocker just a stoner on a roll
E
Am
Going all out on the road and
tryna make the honor roll
See I've been all up in the dojo,
C
practicing my braggadocio
Bm
Am
Learned it to my own hornblow,
E
Am
my saxophone and my oboe
C
Soprano, alto, baritone,
master my high and low notes
Am
Bm
A quick jazz cigarette,
E
then I'm taking my solo
Am
C
If you ain't heard about it, ask around
Am
On any given
Bm
E
Sunday, bet we turn the party out
Am
Get love on every corner,
C
walking through outlaw town
Bm
Yeah, you that lucky when the price is right
E
Am
So you better come on down to the
Inner
C
West, come and visit the turf
Bm
You'll see my crew be runnin'
E
Sydney like the city to surf
Am
From the pretty beach sides to
C
the sticks and the burps
Am
They say that dude's
Bm
Smooth
E
Am
Nicholas, he's slick with them words
I was rollin' with my bros, so
C
Fanny
Turner said to me
Am
Bm
Only you been goin'
E
in since we was only 17
Am
C
I said I ain't one to blow my own,
but I tend to agree
If
Am
Bm
I, you know what
Am
E
I, you know what I mean, what I mean
Am
Now the punters say they love
C
the way I spit it on the beat
Bm
E
Put the roof over my head and put
the kicks up on my feet
Am
C
Nothing changed, still a couple snakes,
we cut them blades of green
If
Bm
I, you know what
E
Am
C
I, you know what I mean
Bm
E
Am
C
Am
Bm
E
Am
The sort of shit that they let fly,
C
I could do with my eyes closed
Am
Bm
But I'm taking a high road,
Am
C
tryna scale heights, never fall off
Am
Cause I climb slow, see my signs go, as in
O dot
A dot
T
Am
Bm
Make my way from
A to
Am
C
Am
B, while spelling out
C
Am
what's plain to see
My man with shotgun in the
C
Yoda, looked over and said to me
Bm
Homie you been going in
E
since we was only 17
Am
When we rock up to your
C
house party rollin' 20
D
Am
Bm
Turnin' off your black eyed
E
peas and throwin' on some
B .D .P.
R .O .C.,
D .R .E.
E
B &E or suffer pressure and debris
Am
For the moment probably be that
T .D .E.
Am
But homie this that
O .N .E. that
E .N .T.
Am
Nowadays we got our names up
C
on the list and drinks are free
Bm
E
It's like something I think I
saw in a vision or a dream
Am
I'm trying to paint the kind of picture
C
that make you picture the scene
If
Am
Bm
I, you know what
E
I, you know what I mean
Am
I was rolling with my bros, so
C
Fanny
Turner said to me
Am
Bm
Homie, you been going
E
in since we was only 17
Am
C
I said I ain't one to blow my own,
but I tend to agree
If
Bm
I, you know what
E
I, you know what I mean, what I mean
Am
Now the punters say they love
C
the way I spit it on the beat
Bm
E
Put the roof over my head and put
the kicks up on my feet
Am
C
Nothin' changed, still a couple snakes,
we cut them blades of green
Am
If I you know what
E
I, you know what I mean
Am
Don't wanna blow my own trumpet,
C
don't wanna toot my own horn
Am
Don't wanna beat my own drum kit,
E
don't wanna write my own score
Am
But they like it, they love it,
C
they buy it, they bump it, recite it
Bm
Turn it up and then they
E
bump it some more
Am
Don't wanna blow my own trumpet,
don't wanna toot my own horn
Bm
Don't wanna be my own drumkit
E
Don't wanna ride my own score
Am
But they like it, they love it,
they buy it
C
Bm
They bump it, recite it, turn it up
E
And then they bump it some more
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