Nonstop Disco Powerpack Chords by Beastie Boys
Tempo:
97.9 bpm
Chords used:
Ab
Bb
F
E
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F] [Fm]
[C]
[Fm]
[C]
[Ab] [E] Well, [N] how you feelin' now, Doc?
Well, I'm feelin' well, bonafide, qualified with the story to tell
Well, how [F] you feelin', Mikey?
Well, I feel all [C] good, all day, as I would say
In your day, bro, rude
Well, how you feelin', MCA?
Well, I feel right, I speak with [N] words in the chat
Cause the track sounds right
So if you're feelin' good, and you're feelin' right, uh
Somebody say, fuck the graph and fly around
Hello, everybody, and how you been?
It's a wrap!
I'm rappin' on the microphone again
I got raised class-top and that's a different name
I ain't murderin' lies, motherfuckers, cause I just don't care
MC with the verb, kinda like a trainer
I take sucker rappers, I put a move straight up
Like macaroni, cause this shit sound cheesy
[B] Watch how it's done, boy, it look [F] easy
And I'm not blowin' off, diggin' [Ab] in with the lone boss
My [E] own thing, you get a bullet, I'm on the fine ground
[N] With burn style, lookin' live in the frame
And I'm wiggin' and walkin' on the side of the [Bb] road
Got total control, [N] I flow like the water
I just told the boys, I'm a 50-style and shoot the board
Just like the Dutch
You know you're not smokin' on the microphone much
There's a certain special talent that I never lacked
And [Bb] that's the fact
Cause you shine like a chrome on a cat's back
You better bring the bitch home cause you never rapped [Db] here
And [Gm] that is that
I'm with a non-stop disco flow [N] effect
Uh, that's right
We go all night
Who gonna be next to blast the mic now?
This is the way we run it down
You gettin' high on the funk you sound
This is the [Fm] way we get it on
These boys in the house to the [E] break of dawn
See I make my style up like a cement mixer
Smooth the beat like a [Eb] [B] Rommelitzer
Tell me, make my time [G] louder
Make it sound [Bb] like a rocker beat louder
Maximum action, we [Eb] go deep
From the end of the road, [F] don't think it's the truth
You know me, yeah
They know me and Lorde in the shaft, so we got it [Dbm] goin' on
Prince is in the house like a [Bb] 73
Look at all of his [G] shawty and he's lookin' at [Db] me
I walk right in the face
Tired on my waist, what's up with that rocks inside the glass case?
I [N] go to make my moves, this out for play
I detect that, not leavin' a trace
I'm already done, [Ab] this microphone's cracked
Wine's [E] been drunk, it has [Ab] been checked
See one left, I'll get a roll, I'll make my play
I'll pass the microphone to MC [N] A
You wanna stop, on the top, and you rock, and you rock
Never forget, never stickin' with the bigger hip hop
Come on everybody, get [Abm] down
Yeah
Plans [E] and spots, [B] yeah, get the bed count [N] down
This is my friend, the town, for ya, how we run the town
Half a pound, keep the bass lines round
You watch it clock in, talkin' with sound
Lookin' through my bank, when it [Bb] grew up, in year five
Still got [D] mad love for a record called G [Bb]-Five
No matter what, spin it around, no more [G] in
Shout [B] out to the African band
And to the [F] African, the government went [Gbm] wild
The one FC, [D] you can't deny
Every single one [G] of these, they made it spy
Sit [N] down to fight, and the best brings five
Get shocked, [Ab] the vibe, and the specific [D] intention
[Eb] Blow up in the break cells, right to the pen
Then the bass goes down, and I pull the mic
Worst moment, so cold, turn one of the [A] ice
I'm foolin' by such a great detection
You put me in the next, and I set up for the [Dm] next
And the next one's a no-brainer, sell it [A] in the store
No, [D] just wait, I'm gonna get out on [Gm] the dance floor
Come on through, don't get a shake, [Db] can't hear drum
Break cells, [D] can't hear, can't hear
But we're from [B] the lab rock, get it on
We wanna rock the house until the break, [N] and throw on the mic D
Get it on, we wanna rock the house until the break, and throw on the MCA
Get it on, we wanna rock the house until the break, and throw on PT Boyz in the house Don't stop
[C] [Ab] [Bb]
[Ab]
[C]
[Fm]
[C]
[Ab] [E] Well, [N] how you feelin' now, Doc?
Well, I'm feelin' well, bonafide, qualified with the story to tell
Well, how [F] you feelin', Mikey?
Well, I feel all [C] good, all day, as I would say
In your day, bro, rude
Well, how you feelin', MCA?
Well, I feel right, I speak with [N] words in the chat
Cause the track sounds right
So if you're feelin' good, and you're feelin' right, uh
Somebody say, fuck the graph and fly around
Hello, everybody, and how you been?
It's a wrap!
I'm rappin' on the microphone again
I got raised class-top and that's a different name
I ain't murderin' lies, motherfuckers, cause I just don't care
MC with the verb, kinda like a trainer
I take sucker rappers, I put a move straight up
Like macaroni, cause this shit sound cheesy
[B] Watch how it's done, boy, it look [F] easy
And I'm not blowin' off, diggin' [Ab] in with the lone boss
My [E] own thing, you get a bullet, I'm on the fine ground
[N] With burn style, lookin' live in the frame
And I'm wiggin' and walkin' on the side of the [Bb] road
Got total control, [N] I flow like the water
I just told the boys, I'm a 50-style and shoot the board
Just like the Dutch
You know you're not smokin' on the microphone much
There's a certain special talent that I never lacked
And [Bb] that's the fact
Cause you shine like a chrome on a cat's back
You better bring the bitch home cause you never rapped [Db] here
And [Gm] that is that
I'm with a non-stop disco flow [N] effect
Uh, that's right
We go all night
Who gonna be next to blast the mic now?
This is the way we run it down
You gettin' high on the funk you sound
This is the [Fm] way we get it on
These boys in the house to the [E] break of dawn
See I make my style up like a cement mixer
Smooth the beat like a [Eb] [B] Rommelitzer
Tell me, make my time [G] louder
Make it sound [Bb] like a rocker beat louder
Maximum action, we [Eb] go deep
From the end of the road, [F] don't think it's the truth
You know me, yeah
They know me and Lorde in the shaft, so we got it [Dbm] goin' on
Prince is in the house like a [Bb] 73
Look at all of his [G] shawty and he's lookin' at [Db] me
I walk right in the face
Tired on my waist, what's up with that rocks inside the glass case?
I [N] go to make my moves, this out for play
I detect that, not leavin' a trace
I'm already done, [Ab] this microphone's cracked
Wine's [E] been drunk, it has [Ab] been checked
See one left, I'll get a roll, I'll make my play
I'll pass the microphone to MC [N] A
You wanna stop, on the top, and you rock, and you rock
Never forget, never stickin' with the bigger hip hop
Come on everybody, get [Abm] down
Yeah
Plans [E] and spots, [B] yeah, get the bed count [N] down
This is my friend, the town, for ya, how we run the town
Half a pound, keep the bass lines round
You watch it clock in, talkin' with sound
Lookin' through my bank, when it [Bb] grew up, in year five
Still got [D] mad love for a record called G [Bb]-Five
No matter what, spin it around, no more [G] in
Shout [B] out to the African band
And to the [F] African, the government went [Gbm] wild
The one FC, [D] you can't deny
Every single one [G] of these, they made it spy
Sit [N] down to fight, and the best brings five
Get shocked, [Ab] the vibe, and the specific [D] intention
[Eb] Blow up in the break cells, right to the pen
Then the bass goes down, and I pull the mic
Worst moment, so cold, turn one of the [A] ice
I'm foolin' by such a great detection
You put me in the next, and I set up for the [Dm] next
And the next one's a no-brainer, sell it [A] in the store
No, [D] just wait, I'm gonna get out on [Gm] the dance floor
Come on through, don't get a shake, [Db] can't hear drum
Break cells, [D] can't hear, can't hear
But we're from [B] the lab rock, get it on
We wanna rock the house until the break, [N] and throw on the mic D
Get it on, we wanna rock the house until the break, and throw on the MCA
Get it on, we wanna rock the house until the break, and throw on PT Boyz in the house Don't stop
[C] [Ab] [Bb]
[Ab]
Key:
Ab
Bb
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E
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Ab
Bb
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[Ab] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ Well, [N] how you feelin' now, Doc?
Well, I'm feelin' well, bonafide, qualified with the story to tell
Well, how [F] you feelin', Mikey?
Well, I feel all [C] good, all day, as I would say
In your day, bro, rude
Well, how you feelin', MCA?
Well, I feel right, I speak with [N] words in the chat
Cause the track sounds right
So if you're feelin' good, and you're feelin' right, uh
Somebody say, fuck the graph and fly around
Hello, everybody, and how you been?
It's a wrap!
I'm rappin' on the microphone again
I got raised class-top and that's a different name
I ain't murderin' lies, motherfuckers, cause I just don't care
MC with the verb, kinda like a trainer
I take sucker rappers, I put a move straight up
Like macaroni, cause this shit sound cheesy
[B] Watch how it's done, boy, it look [F] easy
And I'm not blowin' off, diggin' [Ab] in with the lone boss
My [E] own thing, you get a bullet, I'm on the fine ground
[N] With burn style, lookin' live in the frame
And I'm wiggin' and walkin' on the side of the [Bb] road
Got total control, [N] I flow like the water
I just told the boys, I'm a 50-style and shoot the board
Just like the Dutch
You know you're not smokin' on the microphone much
There's a certain special talent that I never lacked
And [Bb] that's the fact
Cause you shine like a chrome on a cat's back
You better bring the bitch home cause you never rapped [Db] here
And [Gm] that is that
I'm with a non-stop disco flow [N] effect
Uh, that's right
We go all night
Who gonna be next to blast the mic now?
This is the way we run it down
You gettin' high on the funk you sound
This is the [Fm] way we get it on
These boys in the house to the [E] break of dawn
See I make my style up like a cement mixer
Smooth the beat like a [Eb] [B] Rommelitzer
Tell me, make my time [G] louder
Make it sound [Bb] like a rocker beat louder
Maximum action, we [Eb] go deep
From the end of the road, [F] don't think it's the truth
You know me, yeah
They know me and Lorde in the shaft, so we got it [Dbm] goin' on
Prince is in the house like a [Bb] 73
Look at all of his [G] shawty and he's lookin' at [Db] me
I walk right in the face
Tired on my waist, what's up with that rocks inside the glass case?
I [N] go to make my moves, this out for play
I detect that, not leavin' a trace
I'm already done, [Ab] this microphone's cracked
Wine's [E] been drunk, it has [Ab] been checked
See one left, I'll get a roll, I'll make my play
I'll pass the microphone to MC [N] A
You wanna stop, on the top, and you rock, and you rock
Never forget, never stickin' with the bigger hip hop
Come on everybody, get [Abm] down
Yeah
Plans [E] and spots, [B] yeah, get the bed count [N] down
This is my friend, the town, for ya, how we run the town
Half a pound, keep the bass lines round
You watch it clock in, talkin' with sound
Lookin' through my bank, when it [Bb] grew up, in year five
Still got [D] mad love for a record called G [Bb]-Five
No matter what, spin it around, no more [G] in
Shout [B] out to the African band
And to the [F] African, the government went [Gbm] wild
The one FC, [D] you can't deny
Every single one [G] of these, they made it spy
Sit [N] down to fight, and the best brings five
Get shocked, [Ab] the vibe, and the specific [D] intention
[Eb] Blow up in the break cells, right to the pen
Then the bass goes down, and I pull the mic
Worst moment, so cold, turn one of the [A] ice
I'm foolin' by such a great detection
You put me in the next, and I set up for the [Dm] next
And the next one's a no-brainer, sell it [A] in the store
No, [D] just wait, I'm gonna get out on [Gm] the dance floor
Come on through, don't get a shake, [Db] can't hear drum
Break cells, [D] can't hear, can't hear
But we're from [B] the lab rock, get it on
We wanna rock the house until the break, [N] and throw on the mic D
Get it on, we wanna rock the house until the break, and throw on the MCA
Get it on, we wanna rock the house until the break, and throw on PT Boyz in the house Don't stop
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
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_ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[Ab] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ Well, [N] how you feelin' now, Doc?
Well, I'm feelin' well, bonafide, qualified with the story to tell
Well, how [F] you feelin', Mikey?
Well, I feel all [C] good, all day, as I would say
In your day, bro, rude
Well, how you feelin', MCA?
Well, I feel right, I speak with [N] words in the chat
Cause the track sounds right
So if you're feelin' good, and you're feelin' right, uh
Somebody say, fuck the graph and fly around
Hello, everybody, and how you been?
It's a wrap!
I'm rappin' on the microphone again
I got raised class-top and that's a different name
I ain't murderin' lies, motherfuckers, cause I just don't care
MC with the verb, kinda like a trainer
I take sucker rappers, I put a move straight up
Like macaroni, cause this shit sound cheesy
[B] Watch how it's done, boy, it look [F] easy
And I'm not blowin' off, diggin' [Ab] in with the lone boss
My [E] own thing, you get a bullet, I'm on the fine ground
[N] With burn style, lookin' live in the frame
And I'm wiggin' and walkin' on the side of the [Bb] road
Got total control, [N] I flow like the water
I just told the boys, I'm a 50-style and shoot the board
Just like the Dutch
You know you're not smokin' on the microphone much
There's a certain special talent that I never lacked
And [Bb] that's the fact
Cause you shine like a chrome on a cat's back
You better bring the bitch home cause you never rapped [Db] here
And [Gm] that is that
I'm with a non-stop disco flow [N] effect
Uh, that's right
We go all night
Who gonna be next to blast the mic now?
This is the way we run it down
You gettin' high on the funk you sound
This is the [Fm] way we get it on
These boys in the house to the [E] break of dawn
See I make my style up like a cement mixer
Smooth the beat like a [Eb] [B] Rommelitzer
Tell me, make my time [G] louder
Make it sound [Bb] like a rocker beat louder
Maximum action, we [Eb] go deep
From the end of the road, [F] don't think it's the truth
You know me, yeah
They know me and Lorde in the shaft, so we got it [Dbm] goin' on
Prince is in the house like a [Bb] 73
Look at all of his [G] shawty and he's lookin' at [Db] me
I walk right in the face
Tired on my waist, what's up with that rocks inside the glass case?
I [N] go to make my moves, this out for play
I detect that, not leavin' a trace
I'm already done, [Ab] this microphone's cracked
Wine's [E] been drunk, it has [Ab] been checked
See one left, I'll get a roll, I'll make my play
I'll pass the microphone to MC [N] A
You wanna stop, on the top, and you rock, and you rock
Never forget, never stickin' with the bigger hip hop
Come on everybody, get [Abm] down
Yeah
Plans [E] and spots, [B] yeah, get the bed count [N] down
This is my friend, the town, for ya, how we run the town
Half a pound, keep the bass lines round
You watch it clock in, talkin' with sound
Lookin' through my bank, when it [Bb] grew up, in year five
Still got [D] mad love for a record called G [Bb]-Five
No matter what, spin it around, no more [G] in
Shout [B] out to the African band
And to the [F] African, the government went [Gbm] wild
The one FC, [D] you can't deny
Every single one [G] of these, they made it spy
Sit [N] down to fight, and the best brings five
Get shocked, [Ab] the vibe, and the specific [D] intention
[Eb] Blow up in the break cells, right to the pen
Then the bass goes down, and I pull the mic
Worst moment, so cold, turn one of the [A] ice
I'm foolin' by such a great detection
You put me in the next, and I set up for the [Dm] next
And the next one's a no-brainer, sell it [A] in the store
No, [D] just wait, I'm gonna get out on [Gm] the dance floor
Come on through, don't get a shake, [Db] can't hear drum
Break cells, [D] can't hear, can't hear
But we're from [B] the lab rock, get it on
We wanna rock the house until the break, [N] and throw on the mic D
Get it on, we wanna rock the house until the break, and throw on the MCA
Get it on, we wanna rock the house until the break, and throw on PT Boyz in the house Don't stop
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