Chords for Big Daddy Kane - Warm it up kane
Tempo:
121.4 bpm
Chords used:
Ab
Gb
Abm
Ebm
Eb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Ab] [Gb] [Ab]
[Gb] [Ab] [Gb]
[Abm] [Eb] [B] [Abm]
[Gb] [Ab]
[Gb] [Abm] Come, get some, you little brum, I take [Gb] the cake but you can't get a [Abm] grum
From [Gb] duple-edic, authentic, [Ab] superior, ultimate, and [Abm] all that good shit
I'm the original, Asiatic, acrobatic, there you have it, I get [Ab] dramatic
Creating [Gb] drama when I'm on the [Ab] scene, and I pack a man-mean, like Ruth [Abm] Westing
I'm a vile, foul, smilin', mean, wild, put on [Ab] trial, a rap-pilot, exile
Make it tumble and stumble, and a rumble just crumble, and I'm still calm and humble
You need another helping hand to swan, I stand alone, but still you got a finger on your
Batman and Robin, Cagney and Lacey, Skarsgård and Hutt, but they still can't face me
And if I may make this one thing clear, Claire, therefore you not to come here
Period, for I ain't fucking or delirious, much less tough like a sword, that's how prepared it is
And I can slice and dice, bitch, and rice and see, the party was nice and minute-rice
Single-handed, I ain't with that bad stuff, cause see, I scratch the record like Flaser Tantrum
And the mic, I ravage, not like a savage, but in my own way of doing damage
And I designed a genuine line, the food flat-topped brews in 89
Warmer than I stand
[Gb]
[Abm]
Take [Gb]
[Ab] [Gb] [Abm]
[Gb] [Ab] [Gb]
[Abm]
[Ebm] [E] [Ebm]
[Ab] [Ebm] [Ab]
two of the man with soul that you probably know, Delia Scarface, but right from copy show
Gon' attack rappers, but make everyone hush, they step to me but can't stop the bum rush
I make my Cheerio rich and emptierio, the unique technique I [Gb] speak is all [Abm] original
You like to sag, drag, gash, same old, same old, but pop's got a brand new bag
So put the mic down, boy, you can't work it, do the wack lyrics, it's bout to short circuit
So toss the [Ab] sword for course, to the fourth river, morphin'
Lord, for thorns, I'm sworn to all the force
First I torture, then put you in torture
You move wrong, my son, so I torture, just like a guardian
And put your body in the mood, you groove with the smooth way that I'm partying
Competition made quite a spectacular, scheme and failure, take a bite like Dracula
And wait for your taste, cause ain't no sugar here
So come here if you dare, you booger bear
You start hallucinating like magic, the rap gets tragic, this chain gon' happen
Cause you tried to juke me when you're bluffing, slow the pace so I had to start crushing
So pick a PC date, do the history, here comes Kane, Skoolz, Rap J, and Mr.
C
And this is one thing to us, we ain't new, the crew will cast a spell on the crowd just like poodle
I'm the man you can't hold back, and all competition appears to be weak
I meant to say wack, a vision of [Abm] blow, just in thinking I'm [Bb] competing, I say
Woman of [Ebm]
[Abm]
[Ebm] [Db] [Gb]
Kane
[Ab] Gin
[Gb] [Abm]
[N]
[Abm]
[Ebm]
and wine for 89, you know what I'm saying
If I give a shout out to my man Tony A, Tony P, Sally Sal in the whole Libra digital pot
Can't forget my man Yarnski [Ab] and Smule the barber, you know what I'm [Ebm] saying
Also, [Ab] I gotta say what's [Gb] up to Born True, [Ab] B-Boy, and my man Big Jay C
The whole rest of the crew, Skoolz Lover, my brother, Scrapp Lover, and DJ Mr.
C
Can't forget Supreme, Abu, Mel Bon and the band, Wally D
And the rest of the brothers, and of course my little brother, the little daddy Shane
Man, the story ends the story, you know what I'm saying, [Abm] peace
[Gb] [Ab] [Gb]
[Abm] [Eb] [B] [Abm]
[Gb] [Ab]
[Gb] [Abm] Come, get some, you little brum, I take [Gb] the cake but you can't get a [Abm] grum
From [Gb] duple-edic, authentic, [Ab] superior, ultimate, and [Abm] all that good shit
I'm the original, Asiatic, acrobatic, there you have it, I get [Ab] dramatic
Creating [Gb] drama when I'm on the [Ab] scene, and I pack a man-mean, like Ruth [Abm] Westing
I'm a vile, foul, smilin', mean, wild, put on [Ab] trial, a rap-pilot, exile
Make it tumble and stumble, and a rumble just crumble, and I'm still calm and humble
You need another helping hand to swan, I stand alone, but still you got a finger on your
Batman and Robin, Cagney and Lacey, Skarsgård and Hutt, but they still can't face me
And if I may make this one thing clear, Claire, therefore you not to come here
Period, for I ain't fucking or delirious, much less tough like a sword, that's how prepared it is
And I can slice and dice, bitch, and rice and see, the party was nice and minute-rice
Single-handed, I ain't with that bad stuff, cause see, I scratch the record like Flaser Tantrum
And the mic, I ravage, not like a savage, but in my own way of doing damage
And I designed a genuine line, the food flat-topped brews in 89
Warmer than I stand
[Gb]
[Abm]
Take [Gb]
[Ab] [Gb] [Abm]
[Gb] [Ab] [Gb]
[Abm]
[Ebm] [E] [Ebm]
[Ab] [Ebm] [Ab]
two of the man with soul that you probably know, Delia Scarface, but right from copy show
Gon' attack rappers, but make everyone hush, they step to me but can't stop the bum rush
I make my Cheerio rich and emptierio, the unique technique I [Gb] speak is all [Abm] original
You like to sag, drag, gash, same old, same old, but pop's got a brand new bag
So put the mic down, boy, you can't work it, do the wack lyrics, it's bout to short circuit
So toss the [Ab] sword for course, to the fourth river, morphin'
Lord, for thorns, I'm sworn to all the force
First I torture, then put you in torture
You move wrong, my son, so I torture, just like a guardian
And put your body in the mood, you groove with the smooth way that I'm partying
Competition made quite a spectacular, scheme and failure, take a bite like Dracula
And wait for your taste, cause ain't no sugar here
So come here if you dare, you booger bear
You start hallucinating like magic, the rap gets tragic, this chain gon' happen
Cause you tried to juke me when you're bluffing, slow the pace so I had to start crushing
So pick a PC date, do the history, here comes Kane, Skoolz, Rap J, and Mr.
C
And this is one thing to us, we ain't new, the crew will cast a spell on the crowd just like poodle
I'm the man you can't hold back, and all competition appears to be weak
I meant to say wack, a vision of [Abm] blow, just in thinking I'm [Bb] competing, I say
Woman of [Ebm]
[Abm]
[Ebm] [Db] [Gb]
Kane
[Ab] Gin
[Gb] [Abm]
[N]
[Abm]
[Ebm]
and wine for 89, you know what I'm saying
If I give a shout out to my man Tony A, Tony P, Sally Sal in the whole Libra digital pot
Can't forget my man Yarnski [Ab] and Smule the barber, you know what I'm [Ebm] saying
Also, [Ab] I gotta say what's [Gb] up to Born True, [Ab] B-Boy, and my man Big Jay C
The whole rest of the crew, Skoolz Lover, my brother, Scrapp Lover, and DJ Mr.
C
Can't forget Supreme, Abu, Mel Bon and the band, Wally D
And the rest of the brothers, and of course my little brother, the little daddy Shane
Man, the story ends the story, you know what I'm saying, [Abm] peace
Key:
Ab
Gb
Abm
Ebm
Eb
Ab
Gb
Abm
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_ [Ab] _ _ [Gb] _ _ [Ab] _
_ [Gb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Gb] _
_ [Abm] _ _ [Eb] _ [B] _ [Abm] _
_ [Gb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Gb] _ _ [Abm] Come, get some, you little brum, I take [Gb] the cake but you can't get a [Abm] grum
From [Gb] duple-edic, authentic, [Ab] superior, ultimate, and [Abm] all that good shit
I'm the original, Asiatic, acrobatic, there you have it, I get [Ab] dramatic
Creating [Gb] drama when I'm on the [Ab] scene, and I pack a man-mean, like Ruth [Abm] Westing
I'm a vile, foul, smilin', mean, wild, put on [Ab] trial, a rap-pilot, exile
Make it tumble and stumble, and a rumble just crumble, and I'm still calm and humble
You need another helping hand to swan, I stand alone, but still you got a finger on your
Batman and Robin, Cagney and Lacey, Skarsgård and Hutt, but they still can't face me
And if I may make this one thing clear, Claire, therefore you not to come here
Period, for I ain't fucking or delirious, much less tough like a sword, that's how prepared it is
And I can slice and dice, bitch, and rice and see, the party was nice and minute-rice
Single-handed, I ain't with that bad stuff, cause see, I scratch the record like Flaser Tantrum
And the mic, I ravage, not like a savage, but in my own way of doing damage
And I designed a genuine line, the food flat-topped brews in 89
Warmer than I stand _
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_ _ _ [Gb] _ _ _
_ _ _ [Abm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Take [Gb] _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ [Gb] _ [Abm] _
_ [Gb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Gb] _
_ [Abm] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Ebm] _ _ [E] _ _ [Ebm] _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Ebm] _ _ [Ab]
two of the man with soul that you probably know, Delia Scarface, but right from copy show
Gon' attack rappers, but make everyone hush, they step to me but can't stop the bum rush
I make my Cheerio rich and emptierio, the unique technique I [Gb] speak is all [Abm] original
You like to sag, drag, gash, same old, same old, but pop's got a brand new bag
So put the mic down, boy, you can't work it, do the wack lyrics, it's bout to short circuit
So toss the [Ab] sword for course, to the fourth river, morphin'
Lord, for thorns, I'm sworn to all the force
First I torture, then put you in torture
You move wrong, my son, so I torture, just like a guardian
And put your body in the mood, you groove with the smooth way that I'm partying
Competition made quite a spectacular, scheme and failure, take a bite like Dracula
And wait for your taste, cause ain't no sugar here
So come here if you dare, you booger bear
You start hallucinating like magic, the rap gets tragic, this chain gon' happen
Cause you tried to juke me when you're bluffing, slow the pace so I had to start crushing
So pick a PC date, do the history, here comes Kane, Skoolz, Rap J, and Mr.
C
And this is one thing to us, we ain't new, the crew will cast a spell on the crowd just like poodle
I'm the man you can't hold back, and all competition appears to be weak
I meant to say wack, a vision of [Abm] blow, just in thinking I'm [Bb] competing, I say
Woman of [Ebm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Abm] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Ebm] _ _ [Db] _ _ [Gb] _
_ Kane _ _ _
_ _ _ [Ab] _ Gin
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Gb] _ _ [Abm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ _ [Abm] _ _
_ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _
_ and wine for 89, you know what I'm saying
If I give a shout out to my man Tony A, Tony P, Sally Sal in the whole Libra digital pot
Can't forget my man Yarnski [Ab] and Smule the barber, you know what I'm [Ebm] saying
Also, [Ab] I gotta say what's [Gb] up to Born True, [Ab] B-Boy, and my man Big Jay C
The whole rest of the crew, Skoolz Lover, my brother, Scrapp Lover, and DJ Mr.
C
Can't forget Supreme, Abu, Mel Bon and the band, Wally D
And the rest of the brothers, and of course my little brother, the little daddy Shane
Man, the story ends the story, you know what I'm saying, [Abm] peace _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Gb] _ _ [Ab] _
_ [Gb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Gb] _
_ [Abm] _ _ [Eb] _ [B] _ [Abm] _
_ [Gb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Gb] _ _ [Abm] Come, get some, you little brum, I take [Gb] the cake but you can't get a [Abm] grum
From [Gb] duple-edic, authentic, [Ab] superior, ultimate, and [Abm] all that good shit
I'm the original, Asiatic, acrobatic, there you have it, I get [Ab] dramatic
Creating [Gb] drama when I'm on the [Ab] scene, and I pack a man-mean, like Ruth [Abm] Westing
I'm a vile, foul, smilin', mean, wild, put on [Ab] trial, a rap-pilot, exile
Make it tumble and stumble, and a rumble just crumble, and I'm still calm and humble
You need another helping hand to swan, I stand alone, but still you got a finger on your
Batman and Robin, Cagney and Lacey, Skarsgård and Hutt, but they still can't face me
And if I may make this one thing clear, Claire, therefore you not to come here
Period, for I ain't fucking or delirious, much less tough like a sword, that's how prepared it is
And I can slice and dice, bitch, and rice and see, the party was nice and minute-rice
Single-handed, I ain't with that bad stuff, cause see, I scratch the record like Flaser Tantrum
And the mic, I ravage, not like a savage, but in my own way of doing damage
And I designed a genuine line, the food flat-topped brews in 89
Warmer than I stand _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Gb] _ _ _
_ _ _ [Abm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Take [Gb] _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ [Gb] _ [Abm] _
_ [Gb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Gb] _
_ [Abm] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Ebm] _ _ [E] _ _ [Ebm] _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Ebm] _ _ [Ab]
two of the man with soul that you probably know, Delia Scarface, but right from copy show
Gon' attack rappers, but make everyone hush, they step to me but can't stop the bum rush
I make my Cheerio rich and emptierio, the unique technique I [Gb] speak is all [Abm] original
You like to sag, drag, gash, same old, same old, but pop's got a brand new bag
So put the mic down, boy, you can't work it, do the wack lyrics, it's bout to short circuit
So toss the [Ab] sword for course, to the fourth river, morphin'
Lord, for thorns, I'm sworn to all the force
First I torture, then put you in torture
You move wrong, my son, so I torture, just like a guardian
And put your body in the mood, you groove with the smooth way that I'm partying
Competition made quite a spectacular, scheme and failure, take a bite like Dracula
And wait for your taste, cause ain't no sugar here
So come here if you dare, you booger bear
You start hallucinating like magic, the rap gets tragic, this chain gon' happen
Cause you tried to juke me when you're bluffing, slow the pace so I had to start crushing
So pick a PC date, do the history, here comes Kane, Skoolz, Rap J, and Mr.
C
And this is one thing to us, we ain't new, the crew will cast a spell on the crowd just like poodle
I'm the man you can't hold back, and all competition appears to be weak
I meant to say wack, a vision of [Abm] blow, just in thinking I'm [Bb] competing, I say
Woman of [Ebm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Abm] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Ebm] _ _ [Db] _ _ [Gb] _
_ Kane _ _ _
_ _ _ [Ab] _ Gin
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Gb] _ _ [Abm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ _ [Abm] _ _
_ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _
_ and wine for 89, you know what I'm saying
If I give a shout out to my man Tony A, Tony P, Sally Sal in the whole Libra digital pot
Can't forget my man Yarnski [Ab] and Smule the barber, you know what I'm [Ebm] saying
Also, [Ab] I gotta say what's [Gb] up to Born True, [Ab] B-Boy, and my man Big Jay C
The whole rest of the crew, Skoolz Lover, my brother, Scrapp Lover, and DJ Mr.
C
Can't forget Supreme, Abu, Mel Bon and the band, Wally D
And the rest of the brothers, and of course my little brother, the little daddy Shane
Man, the story ends the story, you know what I'm saying, [Abm] peace _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _