Electric Relaxation Chords by A Tribe Called Quest

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[Abm] _ [Cm] Let yourself go be sent to hell _
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[Abm] Honey check [Eb] it out you got [Cm] me mesmerized
With your black hair and your fat ass [Gb] style
Street [B] poetry is my everyday
But yo I gotta [Eb] stop when you trot my way
If I was [Cm] working at the club you would not [Gb] pay
Ay yo my man Phife [B] Diggie he got something to say
I like them brown [Gb] yellow Puerto Rican and [Abm] Haitian
Name is Phife Lord from the Zulu Nation
Saw you in the jam that we could get down
Now let's knock the boots like the group H-Town
You got BPD all on your bedroom wall
But I'm above the rim and this is how I ball
A pretty little something on the New York street
This is how I represent over this here beat
Talking bout you
Yo I took you out, the sex was on [Eb] my mind for the whole damn route
My mind was in [Ab] the frenzy in the horn [Gb] state
But I couldn't [Abm] drop down cause you couldn't relate
_ [Eb] _ You couldn't relate
[Ab] You [Gb] couldn't relate
[B] Let _ [Cm] yourself go be sent to hell _
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Stretch out [Eb] your legs let me make it [Cm] ball
Drive your instinct, drive your upper [Gb] wall
Staring at your throne, feels very [Abm] strong
Stronger than [Eb] Prize, stronger than Teflon
Take you on [Ab] the ave and you buy me [Gb] lints
Now I'm on a pound [B] of pool thing until it stinks
[D] You could be my mama and I'll be your boy
I read your honor, old boy, never in my coy
You could be a shorty in my ill convoy
Not to come across as a thug or a hood
But hun you got good, like Madeline Woo
By the way my name's Malik, the pop's a freak
They say we get together by the end of the week
She simply said no, label me a hoe
I said how you figure, my friends tell me so
I ain't with silly coopies when I run in there yet
Word to God hun, I don't get down like that
I'll have you weak in the [E] knees if you [Abm] can hardly speak
Or we could do like [Eb] Uncle Ella swinging F in my G
Keep it on the down, yo, we keep it [Gb] discreet
See I'm out to take the kid to have my biz in the streets
If [Bm] I'm armed on the pool, then [F] I'll just reload
Let me take the little man from inside the boat
Let me hit it from the back, girl I won't catch a hernia
Bust off on your couch, now you got seamless furniture
Shai, he's right from the X to P
Stacy, B-Doo, PJ, and my man LG
They know the ass track is really so on ice
The character is of men, never ever a [Gb] must
[E] Shorty let me tell you about my only [Abm] vice
If it has to do with lots [Eb] of loving, then it ain't nothing nice _
_ [Gb] It ain't nothing nice _
[Abm] It ain't nothing nice
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Keep, keep bouncing. Thank you.
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