Chords for Common - Invocation (Official Video)
Tempo:
84.15 bpm
Chords used:
Ebm
Ab
Abm
Bb
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
and vision [Abm] in the here afters.
Listening [Ebm] to Steve wonder [Ab] on the quest for love
like the perceived drummer.
I strike like [Ebm] lightning and don't need thunder.
The hell [Ab] imagination and breathe wonder.
That's your lady I used to run up in her.
And [B] she's a drummer.
It's a [Abm] cold world in the summer.
At times my going [Ebm] forward seems like retreat.
As I rewrite rhyme [Ab] after rhyme.
And doorway beats [Abm] growing into my bridges.
Out [Ebm] growing the streets.
There's a thin [Ab] line between war and peace.
Horses and jeeps [Ebm] ignore them.
Seas like beach.
Scribbling freedom on pages.
My [Ab] third eye's like pink eye.
Seeming contagious.
[Ebm] Redeeming the ages.
Where ages rhyme jogging.
I [Abm] feel Mexican.
Hip hop is my god.
Don't give a [Ebm] where you starting.
I can't honor.
It ain't [Abm] that you selling.
It's your karma.
Rappers I monitor like a chaperone.
You large, [Ebm] you have been grown.
[Ab] Poetically performed live by another rapper.
Gone stage becomes a [Ebm] catacomb.
I rap like mummy.
Not for [Ab] the money.
I could have settled down in Brussels a long time ago.
My mind the flow is like motor key [Ebm] 20.
Young blood [Abm] said he had dimes.
I pray that he see 20.
Holler [Ebm] not the brothers.
I do you gon' be a thug or a man.
Flip [Abm] drugs to get land.
I can see my man was sad as she described how the bucks hit him.
[Ebm] And said slugs was still [Ab] stuck in him.
When it rain it with him.
This bucket hit the [Eb] rough wisdom and asked
when my album [Ebm] was coming.
I said it's [Abm] here.
It's here.
It's here.
It's [Ab] here.
It's here.
It's here.
It's [Ebm] here.
It's [Abm] here.
It's here.
It's here.
It's here.
It's [Bb] here.
It's here.
It's here.
It's here.
[Ab] [Ebm]
[Ab] [Bb] [Abm]
[Ab] [Ebm]
[Abm] [Ebm]
[Ab] [Dbm] [Abm]
[Ab] [Db] [Ebm]
Listening [Ebm] to Steve wonder [Ab] on the quest for love
like the perceived drummer.
I strike like [Ebm] lightning and don't need thunder.
The hell [Ab] imagination and breathe wonder.
That's your lady I used to run up in her.
And [B] she's a drummer.
It's a [Abm] cold world in the summer.
At times my going [Ebm] forward seems like retreat.
As I rewrite rhyme [Ab] after rhyme.
And doorway beats [Abm] growing into my bridges.
Out [Ebm] growing the streets.
There's a thin [Ab] line between war and peace.
Horses and jeeps [Ebm] ignore them.
Seas like beach.
Scribbling freedom on pages.
My [Ab] third eye's like pink eye.
Seeming contagious.
[Ebm] Redeeming the ages.
Where ages rhyme jogging.
I [Abm] feel Mexican.
Hip hop is my god.
Don't give a [Ebm] where you starting.
I can't honor.
It ain't [Abm] that you selling.
It's your karma.
Rappers I monitor like a chaperone.
You large, [Ebm] you have been grown.
[Ab] Poetically performed live by another rapper.
Gone stage becomes a [Ebm] catacomb.
I rap like mummy.
Not for [Ab] the money.
I could have settled down in Brussels a long time ago.
My mind the flow is like motor key [Ebm] 20.
Young blood [Abm] said he had dimes.
I pray that he see 20.
Holler [Ebm] not the brothers.
I do you gon' be a thug or a man.
Flip [Abm] drugs to get land.
I can see my man was sad as she described how the bucks hit him.
[Ebm] And said slugs was still [Ab] stuck in him.
When it rain it with him.
This bucket hit the [Eb] rough wisdom and asked
when my album [Ebm] was coming.
I said it's [Abm] here.
It's here.
It's here.
It's [Ab] here.
It's here.
It's here.
It's [Ebm] here.
It's [Abm] here.
It's here.
It's here.
It's here.
It's [Bb] here.
It's here.
It's here.
It's here.
[Ab] [Ebm]
[Ab] [Bb] [Abm]
[Ab] [Ebm]
[Abm] [Ebm]
[Ab] [Dbm] [Abm]
[Ab] [Db] [Ebm]
Key:
Ebm
Ab
Abm
Bb
B
Ebm
Ab
Abm
_ _ and vision [Abm] in the here afters.
Listening [Ebm] to Steve wonder [Ab] on the quest for love
like the perceived drummer.
I strike like [Ebm] lightning and don't need thunder.
The hell [Ab] imagination and breathe wonder.
That's your lady I used to run up in her.
And [B] she's a drummer.
It's a [Abm] cold world in the summer.
At times my going [Ebm] forward seems like retreat.
As I rewrite rhyme [Ab] after rhyme.
And doorway beats [Abm] growing into my bridges.
Out [Ebm] growing the streets.
There's a thin [Ab] line between war and peace.
Horses and jeeps [Ebm] ignore them.
Seas like beach.
Scribbling freedom on pages.
My [Ab] third eye's like pink eye.
Seeming contagious.
[Ebm] Redeeming the ages.
Where ages rhyme jogging.
I [Abm] feel Mexican.
Hip hop is my god.
Don't give a [Ebm] where you starting.
I can't honor.
It ain't [Abm] that you selling.
It's your karma.
Rappers I monitor like a chaperone.
You large, [Ebm] you have been grown.
[Ab] Poetically performed live by another rapper.
Gone stage becomes a [Ebm] catacomb.
I rap like mummy.
Not for [Ab] the money.
I could have settled down in Brussels a long time ago.
My mind the flow is like motor key [Ebm] 20.
Young blood [Abm] said he had dimes.
I pray that he see 20.
Holler [Ebm] not the brothers.
I do you gon' be a thug or a man.
Flip [Abm] drugs to get land.
I can see my man was sad as she described how the bucks hit him.
[Ebm] And said slugs was still [Ab] stuck in him.
When it rain it with him.
This bucket hit the [Eb] rough wisdom and asked
when my album [Ebm] was coming.
I said it's [Abm] here.
It's here.
It's here.
It's [Ab] here.
It's here.
It's here.
It's [Ebm] here.
It's [Abm] here.
It's here.
It's here.
It's here.
It's [Bb] here.
It's here.
It's here.
It's here.
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_ [Ab] _ _ _ [Bb] _ [Abm] _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _
_ [Abm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ [Dbm] _ [Abm] _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ [Db] _ [Ebm] _ _ _
Listening [Ebm] to Steve wonder [Ab] on the quest for love
like the perceived drummer.
I strike like [Ebm] lightning and don't need thunder.
The hell [Ab] imagination and breathe wonder.
That's your lady I used to run up in her.
And [B] she's a drummer.
It's a [Abm] cold world in the summer.
At times my going [Ebm] forward seems like retreat.
As I rewrite rhyme [Ab] after rhyme.
And doorway beats [Abm] growing into my bridges.
Out [Ebm] growing the streets.
There's a thin [Ab] line between war and peace.
Horses and jeeps [Ebm] ignore them.
Seas like beach.
Scribbling freedom on pages.
My [Ab] third eye's like pink eye.
Seeming contagious.
[Ebm] Redeeming the ages.
Where ages rhyme jogging.
I [Abm] feel Mexican.
Hip hop is my god.
Don't give a [Ebm] where you starting.
I can't honor.
It ain't [Abm] that you selling.
It's your karma.
Rappers I monitor like a chaperone.
You large, [Ebm] you have been grown.
[Ab] Poetically performed live by another rapper.
Gone stage becomes a [Ebm] catacomb.
I rap like mummy.
Not for [Ab] the money.
I could have settled down in Brussels a long time ago.
My mind the flow is like motor key [Ebm] 20.
Young blood [Abm] said he had dimes.
I pray that he see 20.
Holler [Ebm] not the brothers.
I do you gon' be a thug or a man.
Flip [Abm] drugs to get land.
I can see my man was sad as she described how the bucks hit him.
[Ebm] And said slugs was still [Ab] stuck in him.
When it rain it with him.
This bucket hit the [Eb] rough wisdom and asked
when my album [Ebm] was coming.
I said it's [Abm] here.
It's here.
It's here.
It's [Ab] here.
It's here.
It's here.
It's [Ebm] here.
It's [Abm] here.
It's here.
It's here.
It's here.
It's [Bb] here.
It's here.
It's here.
It's here.
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_ [Ab] _ _ _ [Db] _ [Ebm] _ _ _