Chords for Delinquent Habits - Here Comes The Horns
Tempo:
101.8 bpm
Chords used:
Bbm
Ebm
Eb
Fm
Bb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

Start Jamming...
[Eb]
[Bb] [C] [Ebm]
I'm [Bbm]
[Ebm] [Bbm] [Ebm]
[Bbm] [Ebm]
[Bbm] [Ebm]
[Bbm] [Ebm] going to [Bbm] [Ebm]
swing like [Bbm] America's pastime, top-load the lyrical [Bb] just like a black 9.
Medium or funky like a Phil Kemper, to medium or funky like [Eb] a Phil Kreetz master.
Blunt like a guitar string, they so envious and jealous of the funk I bring.
If you're seeing silly things, you let the radio dig in.
The fate of the [Bbm] album collection, they [Ebm] believe in corruption.
Poodle Dylan Gwent obsession.
From [Db] sunup to sundown, I harness my [Ebm] aggression.
Out the corner of my left eye, now I can [Bbm] see them.
Thinkin' to [Db] themselves, damn I wish I [Gb] was you.
Motion-leaky gaming, fool, that's hard as a car.
[Eb] You probably never touch the mic or walk the backyard [Eb] parlor.
Now ease on down, ease on down the road like the [C] Wiz gettin' local with Biz.
Marco Polo, you can't [Bbm] see me, you can't hear me, fool, this ain't easy.
The liquid has little something from the norm.
Now sit back and brace yourself.
Here comes [Ebm] the horn.
[Bbm] [Ebm]
[Bbm] [Ebm]
[Bbm] [Ebm]
[Bbm] Here comes the horn.
You probably don't sense it, so rhythm and roll out, now we [F] create shit.
You best align up your party, pose and play dead.
It's all I [Ab] got, I'm [Ab] bent, so let this money static.
[Db] Come in my psyche, deep brains, and let the [Ebm] space crack.
Yo, come on, this party [Eb] started, but it don't happen.
[Fm] Some days the party ain't in me, don't really [Eb] feel like rappin'.
So I just burn into waste, it's because they [F] never taste it.
Cut all they into hypnotic, I got their lives tasted.
[Gb] So Mr.
Lightman, [Eb] give some psychedelic.
While I be [Fm] droppin' this shit, so potent you [N] can smell it.
They want fiesta, fiesta's what the heavens give it.
That be a pre-recorded elementary where [Ebm] I'm livin'.
You hit this, please do what you do to keep yourself [Bbm] alive.
In your mind, some very [Fm] wild, perfect, good time.
[Ebm] Through and through, we truth, and all that [Bbm] shit we do.
Los delinquentes crew.
Here comes the [Ebm] horn.
[Bbm] [Ebm]
[Bbm] Here comes the [Ebm] horn.
[Bbm] [Ebm]
[Bbm] Here comes the [Bb] horn.
Ain't nothing for you in here, right here.
[Bbm] [F]
Ain't nothing for you in here, right here.
[Bbm] Right here.
[Ebm] El ritmo latino, más fino que lo que [Bbm] traigo.
Yo os pido, no corres conmigo, está [Fm] muy amargo.
Yo puedo, [Eb] más fácil contigo sin mis [Fm] amigos.
Te falta un poco sabor, yo te lo [Ebm] digo.
Yo tengo razón, [Bbm] dime cómo que eres blanca con el más chingón.
[Ebm] A mí me cae bien casi toda [Eb] la gente.
Si me cruzas, vende [C] tu motor.
Yeah, [Ebm] the crucible man, he's comin', he's poppin'.
So you go [Fm] check it out, walkin' like a flame.
My habits is what you read [Eb] about.
I'm makin' this scene, mi brazos are still [Bb] flexin'.
And I'm still claimin' take it lower east side.
[Ebm] Sexy, chunky, tryna plop it.
Ooh, you better [Bbm] fold up.
Cause if I kick it prone, you probably gonna get [Eb] bolder.
Delinquent habits, somethin' out of the [Bbm] norm.
So sit back and brace yourself.
Here comes the [Ebm] horn.
The [Bbm] [Ebm] [Bbm] [Ebm] horn.
[Bbm] [Ebm]
[Bbm] The [Ebm] horn.
[Bbm] [Ebm]
[Bbm] [Ebm]
[Bbm] [Ebm]
[Bbm] [Eb]
They're non-conforming habits.
[Bbm] [Eb]
Inspiration to a [F] champion girl artist.
[Ebm] [Bbm] [Eb]
[Gb] [Ebm]
[N]
[Bb] [C] [Ebm]
I'm [Bbm]
[Ebm] [Bbm] [Ebm]
[Bbm] [Ebm]
[Bbm] [Ebm]
[Bbm] [Ebm] going to [Bbm] [Ebm]
swing like [Bbm] America's pastime, top-load the lyrical [Bb] just like a black 9.
Medium or funky like a Phil Kemper, to medium or funky like [Eb] a Phil Kreetz master.
Blunt like a guitar string, they so envious and jealous of the funk I bring.
If you're seeing silly things, you let the radio dig in.
The fate of the [Bbm] album collection, they [Ebm] believe in corruption.
Poodle Dylan Gwent obsession.
From [Db] sunup to sundown, I harness my [Ebm] aggression.
Out the corner of my left eye, now I can [Bbm] see them.
Thinkin' to [Db] themselves, damn I wish I [Gb] was you.
Motion-leaky gaming, fool, that's hard as a car.
[Eb] You probably never touch the mic or walk the backyard [Eb] parlor.
Now ease on down, ease on down the road like the [C] Wiz gettin' local with Biz.
Marco Polo, you can't [Bbm] see me, you can't hear me, fool, this ain't easy.
The liquid has little something from the norm.
Now sit back and brace yourself.
Here comes [Ebm] the horn.
[Bbm] [Ebm]
[Bbm] [Ebm]
[Bbm] [Ebm]
[Bbm] Here comes the horn.
You probably don't sense it, so rhythm and roll out, now we [F] create shit.
You best align up your party, pose and play dead.
It's all I [Ab] got, I'm [Ab] bent, so let this money static.
[Db] Come in my psyche, deep brains, and let the [Ebm] space crack.
Yo, come on, this party [Eb] started, but it don't happen.
[Fm] Some days the party ain't in me, don't really [Eb] feel like rappin'.
So I just burn into waste, it's because they [F] never taste it.
Cut all they into hypnotic, I got their lives tasted.
[Gb] So Mr.
Lightman, [Eb] give some psychedelic.
While I be [Fm] droppin' this shit, so potent you [N] can smell it.
They want fiesta, fiesta's what the heavens give it.
That be a pre-recorded elementary where [Ebm] I'm livin'.
You hit this, please do what you do to keep yourself [Bbm] alive.
In your mind, some very [Fm] wild, perfect, good time.
[Ebm] Through and through, we truth, and all that [Bbm] shit we do.
Los delinquentes crew.
Here comes the [Ebm] horn.
[Bbm] [Ebm]
[Bbm] Here comes the [Ebm] horn.
[Bbm] [Ebm]
[Bbm] Here comes the [Bb] horn.
Ain't nothing for you in here, right here.
[Bbm] [F]
Ain't nothing for you in here, right here.
[Bbm] Right here.
[Ebm] El ritmo latino, más fino que lo que [Bbm] traigo.
Yo os pido, no corres conmigo, está [Fm] muy amargo.
Yo puedo, [Eb] más fácil contigo sin mis [Fm] amigos.
Te falta un poco sabor, yo te lo [Ebm] digo.
Yo tengo razón, [Bbm] dime cómo que eres blanca con el más chingón.
[Ebm] A mí me cae bien casi toda [Eb] la gente.
Si me cruzas, vende [C] tu motor.
Yeah, [Ebm] the crucible man, he's comin', he's poppin'.
So you go [Fm] check it out, walkin' like a flame.
My habits is what you read [Eb] about.
I'm makin' this scene, mi brazos are still [Bb] flexin'.
And I'm still claimin' take it lower east side.
[Ebm] Sexy, chunky, tryna plop it.
Ooh, you better [Bbm] fold up.
Cause if I kick it prone, you probably gonna get [Eb] bolder.
Delinquent habits, somethin' out of the [Bbm] norm.
So sit back and brace yourself.
Here comes the [Ebm] horn.
The [Bbm] [Ebm] [Bbm] [Ebm] horn.
[Bbm] [Ebm]
[Bbm] The [Ebm] horn.
[Bbm] [Ebm]
[Bbm] [Ebm]
[Bbm] [Ebm]
[Bbm] [Eb]
They're non-conforming habits.
[Bbm] [Eb]
Inspiration to a [F] champion girl artist.
[Ebm] [Bbm] [Eb]
[Gb] [Ebm]
[N]
Key:
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_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [C] _ _ [Ebm] _
I'm _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _
[Ebm] _ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ [Ebm] _
_ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ [Ebm] _
_ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ [Ebm] _
_ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ [Ebm] going _ to _ [Bbm] _ _ _ [Ebm] _
_ swing like [Bbm] America's pastime, top-load the lyrical [Bb] just like a black 9.
Medium or funky like a Phil Kemper, to medium or funky like [Eb] a Phil Kreetz master.
Blunt like a guitar string, they so envious and jealous of the funk I bring.
If you're seeing silly things, you let the radio dig in.
The fate of the [Bbm] album collection, they [Ebm] believe in corruption.
Poodle Dylan Gwent obsession.
From [Db] sunup to sundown, I harness my [Ebm] aggression.
Out the corner of my left eye, now I can [Bbm] see them.
Thinkin' to [Db] themselves, damn I wish I [Gb] was you.
Motion-leaky gaming, fool, that's hard as a car.
[Eb] You probably never touch the mic or walk the backyard [Eb] parlor.
Now ease on down, ease on down the road like the [C] Wiz gettin' local with Biz.
Marco Polo, you can't [Bbm] see me, you can't hear me, fool, this ain't easy.
The liquid has little something from the norm.
Now sit back and brace yourself.
Here comes [Ebm] the horn.
_ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ [Ebm] _
_ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ [Ebm] _
_ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ [Ebm] _
_ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ Here comes the horn.
You probably don't sense it, so rhythm and roll out, now we [F] create shit.
You best align up your party, pose and play dead.
It's all I [Ab] got, I'm [Ab] bent, so let this money static.
[Db] Come in my psyche, deep brains, and let the [Ebm] space crack.
Yo, come on, this party [Eb] started, but it don't happen.
[Fm] Some days the party ain't in me, don't really [Eb] feel like rappin'.
So I just burn into waste, it's because they [F] never taste it.
Cut all they into hypnotic, I got their lives tasted.
[Gb] So Mr.
Lightman, [Eb] give some psychedelic.
While I be [Fm] droppin' this shit, so potent you [N] can smell it.
They want fiesta, fiesta's what the heavens give it.
That be a pre-recorded elementary where [Ebm] I'm livin'.
You hit this, please do what you do to keep yourself [Bbm] alive.
In your mind, some very [Fm] wild, perfect, good time.
[Ebm] Through and through, we truth, and all that [Bbm] shit we do.
Los delinquentes crew.
Here comes the [Ebm] horn.
_ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _
_ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ Here comes the [Ebm] horn.
_ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _
_ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ Here comes the [Bb] horn.
Ain't nothing for you in here, right here.
[Bbm] _ _ _ [F]
Ain't nothing for you in here, right here.
[Bbm] _ Right here.
[Ebm] El ritmo latino, más fino que lo que [Bbm] traigo.
Yo os pido, no corres conmigo, está [Fm] muy amargo.
Yo puedo, [Eb] más fácil contigo sin mis [Fm] amigos.
Te falta un poco sabor, yo te lo [Ebm] digo.
Yo tengo razón, [Bbm] dime cómo que eres blanca con el más chingón.
[Ebm] A mí me cae bien casi toda [Eb] la gente.
Si me cruzas, vende [C] tu motor.
Yeah, [Ebm] the crucible man, he's comin', he's poppin'.
So you go [Fm] check it out, walkin' like a flame.
My habits is what you read [Eb] about.
I'm makin' this scene, mi brazos are still [Bb] flexin'.
And I'm still claimin' take it lower east side.
[Ebm] Sexy, chunky, tryna plop it.
Ooh, you better [Bbm] fold up.
Cause if I kick it prone, you probably gonna get [Eb] bolder.
Delinquent habits, somethin' out of the [Bbm] norm.
So sit back and brace yourself.
Here comes the [Ebm] horn.
The _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ [Ebm] horn.
_ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _
_ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ The [Ebm] horn.
_ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _
_ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _
_ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _
_ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
They're non-conforming habits.
[Bbm] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
Inspiration to a [F] champion girl artist.
_ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ [Gb] _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [C] _ _ [Ebm] _
I'm _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _
[Ebm] _ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ [Ebm] _
_ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ [Ebm] _
_ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ [Ebm] _
_ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ [Ebm] going _ to _ [Bbm] _ _ _ [Ebm] _
_ swing like [Bbm] America's pastime, top-load the lyrical [Bb] just like a black 9.
Medium or funky like a Phil Kemper, to medium or funky like [Eb] a Phil Kreetz master.
Blunt like a guitar string, they so envious and jealous of the funk I bring.
If you're seeing silly things, you let the radio dig in.
The fate of the [Bbm] album collection, they [Ebm] believe in corruption.
Poodle Dylan Gwent obsession.
From [Db] sunup to sundown, I harness my [Ebm] aggression.
Out the corner of my left eye, now I can [Bbm] see them.
Thinkin' to [Db] themselves, damn I wish I [Gb] was you.
Motion-leaky gaming, fool, that's hard as a car.
[Eb] You probably never touch the mic or walk the backyard [Eb] parlor.
Now ease on down, ease on down the road like the [C] Wiz gettin' local with Biz.
Marco Polo, you can't [Bbm] see me, you can't hear me, fool, this ain't easy.
The liquid has little something from the norm.
Now sit back and brace yourself.
Here comes [Ebm] the horn.
_ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ [Ebm] _
_ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ [Ebm] _
_ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ [Ebm] _
_ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ Here comes the horn.
You probably don't sense it, so rhythm and roll out, now we [F] create shit.
You best align up your party, pose and play dead.
It's all I [Ab] got, I'm [Ab] bent, so let this money static.
[Db] Come in my psyche, deep brains, and let the [Ebm] space crack.
Yo, come on, this party [Eb] started, but it don't happen.
[Fm] Some days the party ain't in me, don't really [Eb] feel like rappin'.
So I just burn into waste, it's because they [F] never taste it.
Cut all they into hypnotic, I got their lives tasted.
[Gb] So Mr.
Lightman, [Eb] give some psychedelic.
While I be [Fm] droppin' this shit, so potent you [N] can smell it.
They want fiesta, fiesta's what the heavens give it.
That be a pre-recorded elementary where [Ebm] I'm livin'.
You hit this, please do what you do to keep yourself [Bbm] alive.
In your mind, some very [Fm] wild, perfect, good time.
[Ebm] Through and through, we truth, and all that [Bbm] shit we do.
Los delinquentes crew.
Here comes the [Ebm] horn.
_ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _
_ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ Here comes the [Ebm] horn.
_ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _
_ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ Here comes the [Bb] horn.
Ain't nothing for you in here, right here.
[Bbm] _ _ _ [F]
Ain't nothing for you in here, right here.
[Bbm] _ Right here.
[Ebm] El ritmo latino, más fino que lo que [Bbm] traigo.
Yo os pido, no corres conmigo, está [Fm] muy amargo.
Yo puedo, [Eb] más fácil contigo sin mis [Fm] amigos.
Te falta un poco sabor, yo te lo [Ebm] digo.
Yo tengo razón, [Bbm] dime cómo que eres blanca con el más chingón.
[Ebm] A mí me cae bien casi toda [Eb] la gente.
Si me cruzas, vende [C] tu motor.
Yeah, [Ebm] the crucible man, he's comin', he's poppin'.
So you go [Fm] check it out, walkin' like a flame.
My habits is what you read [Eb] about.
I'm makin' this scene, mi brazos are still [Bb] flexin'.
And I'm still claimin' take it lower east side.
[Ebm] Sexy, chunky, tryna plop it.
Ooh, you better [Bbm] fold up.
Cause if I kick it prone, you probably gonna get [Eb] bolder.
Delinquent habits, somethin' out of the [Bbm] norm.
So sit back and brace yourself.
Here comes the [Ebm] horn.
The _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ [Ebm] horn.
_ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _
_ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ The [Ebm] horn.
_ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _
_ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _
_ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _
_ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
They're non-conforming habits.
[Bbm] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
Inspiration to a [F] champion girl artist.
_ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ [Gb] _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _