Chords for beastie boys - Too Many Rappers(featuring Nas)

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125.25 bpm
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E

C

D

G

F

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beastie boys - Too Many Rappers(featuring Nas) chords
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[D] [G]
[E] [N]
[D] [Db] [C] [N]
Mike check, Mike
[E] check, [F] [E] 1, 2, 3, 4,
Too many rappers and there's still not enough MC's
In those [E] 3, 2, 1, MCA, Ad [Em]-Rock, Mike D
That's how we get it done [F] like [E] ladies and gents attention
Thighs in the house, with beastie boys we can turn it out
[F] [E] Perpetrators we can point them out
So if you got something on your mind let it out
Like a Nexus [G] 6, coming right for you
And hell, we ain't [N] gonna stop till we get loose
We need to get got, we're gonna do this
Bigger like a scientist, we get sick of beasts
[B] Half MC's over my house and that's a buzz
[Eb] But you [Bm] rappers, you're going out, gonna dust
[N] You got me destroyed, I'm soft as wing
And just [E] randomly chopping on a crazy [D] ass mission
Because I'm back with [N] the bank boogie, oogie oogie
Smurf every night and trying to dream like Shugie
Oh my god, just look at me
Have all been rapping since 83
[B] I'm like supersonic like [F] JJ Fad
Crazy ass shit, pulling out the fan
[C] Don't forget the tartar sauce yo
Cause it's sad, all these [G] crab rappers
They [N] rapping like crabs
I had the cart launch, the vagabond
And now I'm just a narcissist
My pockets are on turn, I'm no killer
Look at pity, you a moan dealer
You ain't a shot, you're a monster or a drug dealer
A slug pillar, you're not
Mafioso, no, but you ain't got the coco in ya
Beginner, I [E] ain't trying to hear you [Bb] racking
You work for police [C] dog, you snitch, you're rat
You wear that jacket
How many rappers must get dissed?
Give [E] me eight bars and watch me bless these
And start [Dm] to reminisce when I miss
For real, hip [C] hop, we bitch, I can see it's [E] like
Well, I'm in the [G] heat though
Feeling them videos, my proposal's too
[B] [C] Jaggings and Drew, catch the storm
[Dm] One for the misery, bro
Yassi Nas, what's the [E] word?
Count it off on the hook, let's go
One, two, three
Too many rappers and it's still not enough
If it's Seize, [F] it goes three
Three, [E] two, one, one
MCA at rock, like this is how we getting done
[F] Like, [E] ladies and gents, attention
Nas in the house, with beastie voice
We can turn it out
[E] Perpetrators, we can point them out
So if you got something on your mind, let it out
[Eb] [D] [E] [Eb] [G]
[E] [B] [Bm]
[Eb] [D] [B] [Em]
[B] [Em]
[B] [D] [N]
This is [C] the type of lyric goes inside your brain
So pay [E] attention, rap it [C] straight out the brain
[E] Don't let it spin round like a [G] hurricane, twist up
You can't get [N] your hologram on or off the roof, flip flip
Too many rappers to shake a stick at
I oughta charge a tax for every beat, whack
I had to listen to, so we can make it stack
It's that button, my squad, we gotta pack
We never come un-wrapped, whack
So [Db] all you crab rappers and haters
[N] And circuit vendors, keep your splendor
I take the cake, the soul of more
[D] The golden microphone, well, that's mine [Db] to hold
And [G] why all these miners all up [C] in my crotch, face
Sniffin', muffin', muffin'
And me [Db] and Morgan, we're completely broken
[D] Pack our pockets, sucka, [Db] you ain't sayin' nothin'
I'm broader [E] than Broadway, I was the classic hallway
Dual-tapin' the quarter, [Bb] lacing oratory of [N] all day
I'm just getting started on this beat, this is foreplay
And when the song's finished, I can sing along with it
By the way, I have a strong fetish
For [Bb] Christian Louboutin's steppin'
I hear [C] Russian blinds the wettest
But anyway, I better pay homage to [B] my fellas
And that's what's on my mind
And the rhyme, who's next up?
[G]
5G, we're makin' a mystery
History in the [C] makin', and now we're drinkin'
[A] Titles, awards, [Bb] and accolades
Hear the [Gb] competition as I sharpen my blades
[Db] We come together like peanut [Dm] butter and sandwiches
Like Pinafrico, like [C] Picasso with [Dbm] canvases
Rockin' stadiums to shitty falls
[G] Go back in time, send the facts from my core
[E] 1, 2, 3
Too many rappers, and it's still not enough
If Caesar [F] goes [E] 3, 2, 1
MCA at rock, right?
This is how we get it [Bb] done, [E] like
Ladies and gents, attention
Thighs in the house
With beastly voice, we can turn it [F] out
[E] Perpetrators, we can point them out
So if you got somethin' on your mind, let it out
[D]
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To learn Beastie Boys - (New Reactionaries Version) Too Many Rappers chords, begin by getting comfortable with these sequence: E, F, E, E, Bb, E, G, C, Db, D and Db. A strategic approach would be to train at 62 BPM initially, and then accelerate to the song's tempo of 125. With an eye on the song's key D Major, set the capo that best suits your vocal range.

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_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [N] _
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_ [D] _ _ _ [Db] _ _ [C] _ [N] _
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_ _ _ Mike check, Mike _
[E] _ check, _ _ _ [F] [E] 1, 2, 3, 4,
Too many rappers and there's still not enough MC's
In those [E] 3, 2, 1, MCA, Ad [Em]-Rock, Mike D
That's how we get it done [F] like [E] ladies and gents attention
Thighs in the house, with beastie boys we can turn it out
[F] [E] Perpetrators we can point them out
So if you got something on your mind let it out
Like a Nexus [G] 6, coming right for you
And hell, we ain't [N] gonna stop till we get loose
We need to get got, we're gonna do this
Bigger like a scientist, we get sick of beasts
[B] Half MC's over my house and that's a buzz
[Eb] But you [Bm] rappers, you're going out, gonna dust
[N] You got me destroyed, I'm soft as wing
And just [E] randomly chopping on a crazy [D] ass mission
Because I'm back with [N] the bank boogie, oogie oogie
Smurf every night and trying to dream like Shugie
Oh my god, just look at me
Have all been rapping since 83
[B] _ I'm like supersonic like [F] JJ Fad
Crazy ass shit, pulling out the fan
[C] Don't forget the tartar sauce yo
Cause it's sad, all these [G] crab rappers
They [N] rapping like crabs
I had the cart launch, the vagabond
And now I'm just a narcissist
My pockets are on turn, I'm no killer
Look at pity, you a moan dealer
You ain't a shot, you're a monster or a drug dealer
A slug pillar, you're not
Mafioso, no, but you ain't got the coco in ya
Beginner, I [E] ain't trying to hear you [Bb] racking
You work for police [C] dog, you snitch, you're rat
You wear that jacket
How many rappers must get dissed?
Give [E] me eight bars and watch me bless these
And start [Dm] to reminisce when I miss
For real, hip [C] hop, we bitch, I can see it's [E] like
Well, I'm in the [G] heat though
Feeling them videos, my proposal's too
[B] [C] Jaggings and Drew, catch the storm
[Dm] One for the misery, bro
Yassi Nas, what's the [E] word?
Count it off on the hook, let's go
One, two, three
Too many rappers and it's still not enough
If it's Seize, [F] it goes three
Three, [E] two, one, one
MCA at rock, like this is how we getting done
[F] Like, [E] ladies and gents, attention
Nas in the house, with beastie voice
We can turn it out
[E] Perpetrators, we can point them out
So if you got something on your mind, let it out _ _
[Eb] _ _ [D] _ _ [E] _ _ [Eb] _ [G] _
_ [E] _ _ [B] _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ [D] _ _ _ [B] _ _ [Em] _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ [Em] _ _ _
[B] _ _ [D] _ _ _ [N] _ _ _
This is [C] the type of lyric goes inside your brain
So pay [E] attention, rap it [C] straight out the brain
[E] Don't let it spin round like a [G] hurricane, twist up
You can't get [N] your hologram on or off the roof, flip flip
Too many rappers to shake a stick at
I oughta charge a tax for every beat, whack
I had to listen to, so we can make it stack
It's that button, my squad, we gotta pack
We never come un-wrapped, whack
So [Db] all you crab rappers and haters
[N] And circuit vendors, keep your splendor
I take the cake, the soul of more
[D] The golden microphone, well, that's mine [Db] to hold
And [G] why all these miners all up [C] in my crotch, face
Sniffin', _ muffin', muffin'
And me [Db] and Morgan, we're completely broken
[D] Pack our pockets, sucka, [Db] you ain't sayin' nothin'
I'm broader [E] than Broadway, I was the classic hallway
Dual-tapin' the quarter, [Bb] lacing oratory of [N] all day
I'm just getting started on this beat, this is foreplay
And when the song's finished, I can sing along with it
By the way, I have a strong fetish
For [Bb] Christian Louboutin's steppin'
I hear [C] Russian blinds the wettest
But anyway, I better pay homage to [B] my fellas
And that's what's on my mind
And the rhyme, who's next up?
[G] _
5G, we're makin' a mystery
History in the [C] makin', and now we're drinkin'
[A] Titles, awards, [Bb] and accolades
Hear the [Gb] competition as I sharpen my blades
[Db] We come together like peanut [Dm] butter and sandwiches
Like Pinafrico, like [C] Picasso with [Dbm] canvases
Rockin' stadiums to shitty falls
[G] Go back in time, send the facts from my core
[E] 1, 2, 3
Too many rappers, and it's still not enough
If Caesar [F] goes [E] 3, 2, 1
MCA at rock, right?
This is how we get it [Bb] done, [E] like
Ladies and gents, attention
Thighs in the house
With beastly voice, we can turn it [F] out
[E] Perpetrators, we can point them out
So if you got somethin' on your mind, let it out
_ _ _ _ [D] _

Facts about this song

This song was written by Adam Yauch, Nas, Adam Horovitz and Michael Diamond.

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