Long Burn The Fire Chords by Beastie Boys
Tempo:
80.95 bpm
Chords used:
E
Am
Em
C
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Am] [Em]
I'm going to be a little bit more vocal.
I'm going to be a little bit more vocal.
I'm going to be a little bit more vocal.
This is a song that's [C] a masterpiece.
[E] Woo!
[C] [E] I got the rhythm to a parade balloon.
The style is iller [Am] than the goblins [E] in short suits.
I'm the type of MC with the most pizzazz.
This feel in my book like I was Grandmaster Garth.
Got rhymes with that amputee who produces anal geeks.
[Am] Roll out expectorant, y'all don't see a suit sayer.
Not a player, rhyme sayer [E] extreme.
I'm burnin' like fire when I [C] step on the scene.
I got [E] shark's teeth so I can bite your head.
I got tiger's claws that'll scratch you dead.
I got wings like a dragon when I fly in a ball.
Shoot venom from my eyes when it's time to get lost.
Step back and check yourself.
This MC's got rubbers that'll ruin your health.
So if you're feeling small, [Am] then reach for yours.
I'm a little machine and my mic is for [E] snort.
Snort, snort, snort, snort, snort, snort, snort.
[Am] I'm the type of [Em] MC with the most pizzazz.
I'm burnin' like fire when I step on the scene.
I got tiger's claws that'll scratch you dead.
I got wings like a dragon when I fly in a ball.
Shoot venom from my eyes when it's time to get
[Am] lost.
[A] And it's whack, my friend.
I'm a mac.
I'm a boxer and I'm [E] chillin'.
I take that shit serious like Jerome can grill an eye.
I'll burn you to a pinch, suck a back up on Batista.
I'll make you sick like a Kenny Rogers roaster.
See this rap is all about the [Am] braggadocio.
I [E] check my brand new MC's and get you closer.
People think I'm slow, but I'm just a [Am] little challenged.
See me, you like me, and there's remarkable talent.
I fly around [Em] the clock like this stone thrower.
I'm like [Am] a therapist, I got the things stored up.
I'm a [Em] rock dialogist, I move asses.
I got so much heat that I fog them all glasses.
Cause in the morning, in the mornings, in my pants.
You heard me rap and now watch me dance.
[C]
[Em] [Am] [B]
[E]
Young man.
Save the dates.
We only host a little bit to the rappers.
Up above the [G#] hitters, you can hear our [E] laughter.
Like when the feet of T-Joy was on.
We need to get energy and still orange not.
Tick tock, go.
[D] Operation.
[E] Just holdin' it down like the gravitation.
Roll ahead, [Em] descend, no conduit.
Add rocks in the [C] raft and it's like a [Em] conduit.
Straight up dust, like the Neiman, like the Zini.
Wanna fly, hustle, vein, like Soji, like Tichini.
Like I'm living hell, I'm running wild.
Like rats in the Taco Bell.
[E] Oh, oh, I got spit, the match is lit.
Mighty, no, [C] big boys, rap it.
[Em] Making music, but that really isn't who they just.
The rapper might be no [C] more.
Hooli [F#] Lux.
I'm going to be a little bit more vocal.
I'm going to be a little bit more vocal.
I'm going to be a little bit more vocal.
This is a song that's [C] a masterpiece.
[E] Woo!
[C] [E] I got the rhythm to a parade balloon.
The style is iller [Am] than the goblins [E] in short suits.
I'm the type of MC with the most pizzazz.
This feel in my book like I was Grandmaster Garth.
Got rhymes with that amputee who produces anal geeks.
[Am] Roll out expectorant, y'all don't see a suit sayer.
Not a player, rhyme sayer [E] extreme.
I'm burnin' like fire when I [C] step on the scene.
I got [E] shark's teeth so I can bite your head.
I got tiger's claws that'll scratch you dead.
I got wings like a dragon when I fly in a ball.
Shoot venom from my eyes when it's time to get lost.
Step back and check yourself.
This MC's got rubbers that'll ruin your health.
So if you're feeling small, [Am] then reach for yours.
I'm a little machine and my mic is for [E] snort.
Snort, snort, snort, snort, snort, snort, snort.
[Am] I'm the type of [Em] MC with the most pizzazz.
I'm burnin' like fire when I step on the scene.
I got tiger's claws that'll scratch you dead.
I got wings like a dragon when I fly in a ball.
Shoot venom from my eyes when it's time to get
[Am] lost.
[A] And it's whack, my friend.
I'm a mac.
I'm a boxer and I'm [E] chillin'.
I take that shit serious like Jerome can grill an eye.
I'll burn you to a pinch, suck a back up on Batista.
I'll make you sick like a Kenny Rogers roaster.
See this rap is all about the [Am] braggadocio.
I [E] check my brand new MC's and get you closer.
People think I'm slow, but I'm just a [Am] little challenged.
See me, you like me, and there's remarkable talent.
I fly around [Em] the clock like this stone thrower.
I'm like [Am] a therapist, I got the things stored up.
I'm a [Em] rock dialogist, I move asses.
I got so much heat that I fog them all glasses.
Cause in the morning, in the mornings, in my pants.
You heard me rap and now watch me dance.
[C]
[Em] [Am] [B]
[E]
Young man.
Save the dates.
We only host a little bit to the rappers.
Up above the [G#] hitters, you can hear our [E] laughter.
Like when the feet of T-Joy was on.
We need to get energy and still orange not.
Tick tock, go.
[D] Operation.
[E] Just holdin' it down like the gravitation.
Roll ahead, [Em] descend, no conduit.
Add rocks in the [C] raft and it's like a [Em] conduit.
Straight up dust, like the Neiman, like the Zini.
Wanna fly, hustle, vein, like Soji, like Tichini.
Like I'm living hell, I'm running wild.
Like rats in the Taco Bell.
[E] Oh, oh, I got spit, the match is lit.
Mighty, no, [C] big boys, rap it.
[Em] Making music, but that really isn't who they just.
The rapper might be no [C] more.
Hooli [F#] Lux.
Key:
E
Am
Em
C
A
E
Am
Em
[Am] _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _
I'm going to be a little bit more vocal.
I'm going to be a little bit more vocal.
I'm going to be a little bit more vocal.
_ _ This is a song that's [C] a masterpiece.
[E] Woo!
_ [C] _ [E] I got the rhythm to a parade balloon.
The style is iller [Am] than the goblins [E] in short suits.
I'm the type of MC with the most pizzazz.
This feel in my book like I was Grandmaster Garth.
Got rhymes with that amputee who produces anal geeks.
[Am] Roll out expectorant, y'all don't see a suit sayer.
Not a player, rhyme sayer [E] extreme.
I'm burnin' like fire when I [C] step on the scene.
I got [E] shark's teeth so I can bite your head.
I got tiger's claws that'll scratch you dead.
I got wings like a dragon when I fly in a ball.
Shoot venom from my eyes when it's time to get lost.
Step back and check yourself.
This MC's got rubbers that'll ruin your health.
So if you're feeling small, [Am] then reach for yours.
I'm a little machine and my mic is for [E] snort.
Snort, snort, snort, snort, snort, snort, snort.
[Am] I'm the type of [Em] MC with the most pizzazz.
I'm burnin' like fire when _ I step _ _ on the scene.
I got tiger's claws that'll scratch you dead.
I got wings like a dragon when I fly in a ball.
Shoot venom from my eyes when it's time to get _
_ _ _ [Am] _ _ lost.
[A] And it's whack, my friend.
I'm a mac.
I'm a boxer and I'm [E] chillin'.
I take that shit serious like Jerome can grill an eye.
I'll burn you to a pinch, suck a back up on Batista.
I'll make you sick like a Kenny Rogers roaster.
See this rap is all about the [Am] braggadocio.
I [E] check my brand new MC's and get you closer.
People think I'm slow, but I'm just a [Am] little challenged.
See me, you like me, and there's remarkable talent.
I fly around [Em] the clock like this stone thrower.
I'm like [Am] a therapist, I got the things stored up.
I'm a [Em] rock dialogist, I move asses.
I got so much heat that I fog them all glasses.
Cause in the morning, in the mornings, in my pants.
You heard me rap and now watch me dance. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ [Em] _ _ [Am] _ _ [B] _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Young man.
Save the dates.
We only host a little bit to the rappers.
Up above the [G#] hitters, you can hear our [E] laughter.
Like when the feet of T-Joy was on.
We need to get energy and still orange not.
Tick tock, go.
[D] Operation.
[E] Just holdin' it down like the gravitation.
Roll ahead, [Em] descend, no conduit.
Add rocks in the [C] raft and it's like a [Em] conduit.
Straight up dust, like the Neiman, like the Zini.
Wanna fly, hustle, vein, like Soji, like Tichini.
Like I'm living hell, I'm running wild.
Like rats in the Taco Bell.
[E] Oh, oh, I got spit, the match is lit.
Mighty, no, [C] big boys, rap it.
[Em] Making music, but that really isn't who they just.
The rapper might be no [C] more.
Hooli [F#] Lux. _ _
I'm going to be a little bit more vocal.
I'm going to be a little bit more vocal.
I'm going to be a little bit more vocal.
_ _ This is a song that's [C] a masterpiece.
[E] Woo!
_ [C] _ [E] I got the rhythm to a parade balloon.
The style is iller [Am] than the goblins [E] in short suits.
I'm the type of MC with the most pizzazz.
This feel in my book like I was Grandmaster Garth.
Got rhymes with that amputee who produces anal geeks.
[Am] Roll out expectorant, y'all don't see a suit sayer.
Not a player, rhyme sayer [E] extreme.
I'm burnin' like fire when I [C] step on the scene.
I got [E] shark's teeth so I can bite your head.
I got tiger's claws that'll scratch you dead.
I got wings like a dragon when I fly in a ball.
Shoot venom from my eyes when it's time to get lost.
Step back and check yourself.
This MC's got rubbers that'll ruin your health.
So if you're feeling small, [Am] then reach for yours.
I'm a little machine and my mic is for [E] snort.
Snort, snort, snort, snort, snort, snort, snort.
[Am] I'm the type of [Em] MC with the most pizzazz.
I'm burnin' like fire when _ I step _ _ on the scene.
I got tiger's claws that'll scratch you dead.
I got wings like a dragon when I fly in a ball.
Shoot venom from my eyes when it's time to get _
_ _ _ [Am] _ _ lost.
[A] And it's whack, my friend.
I'm a mac.
I'm a boxer and I'm [E] chillin'.
I take that shit serious like Jerome can grill an eye.
I'll burn you to a pinch, suck a back up on Batista.
I'll make you sick like a Kenny Rogers roaster.
See this rap is all about the [Am] braggadocio.
I [E] check my brand new MC's and get you closer.
People think I'm slow, but I'm just a [Am] little challenged.
See me, you like me, and there's remarkable talent.
I fly around [Em] the clock like this stone thrower.
I'm like [Am] a therapist, I got the things stored up.
I'm a [Em] rock dialogist, I move asses.
I got so much heat that I fog them all glasses.
Cause in the morning, in the mornings, in my pants.
You heard me rap and now watch me dance. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ [Em] _ _ [Am] _ _ [B] _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Young man.
Save the dates.
We only host a little bit to the rappers.
Up above the [G#] hitters, you can hear our [E] laughter.
Like when the feet of T-Joy was on.
We need to get energy and still orange not.
Tick tock, go.
[D] Operation.
[E] Just holdin' it down like the gravitation.
Roll ahead, [Em] descend, no conduit.
Add rocks in the [C] raft and it's like a [Em] conduit.
Straight up dust, like the Neiman, like the Zini.
Wanna fly, hustle, vein, like Soji, like Tichini.
Like I'm living hell, I'm running wild.
Like rats in the Taco Bell.
[E] Oh, oh, I got spit, the match is lit.
Mighty, no, [C] big boys, rap it.
[Em] Making music, but that really isn't who they just.
The rapper might be no [C] more.
Hooli [F#] Lux. _ _