Chords for Eric B. & Rakim - I Know You Got Soul ( 1987 )
Tempo:
98.25 bpm
Chords used:
Db
Bb
Bbm
Eb
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
I'm going to play a little bit of this.
It's been [Db] a long time I [Bb] shouldn't have left you
[Db] Without a strong rhyme to step to
Think of how many weak shows I've slept through
Time's up, I'm sorry I kept you
Thinking [Bb] of bits you keep repeating your myths
Survive from the microphone solo
When soon you'll sit by the radio
And on the dial soon as you hear it
Pump up the volume
Yeah, put the speaker till your head will glow
Then plug in a headphone, cause here it goes
It's all in a [N] word, when it's your control
Your body to dance
So, got that stuff on like a regular
You just need to reflect to let it work
[Bbm] When this is playing
You can't get stuck with the steps
So to [N] say and I'ma still come up with
A little bit to be swift, follow the leader
Cause I'ma go deaf with the record that was mixed a [D] long time ago
It could be [Db] done, but only I could do it
For those that can dance to [N] clap their hands to it
I thought to think, and then I sing
To keep the paper, like I was ink
When I'm writing, I'm trapped in between
The line I skate, when I finish the [Db] rhyme
I got soul, soul, soul, soul, soul
[Bbm] You got it, you got it
You got it, you got it
[Eb] [Bbm]
Use your mic
To [Bb] stay deceptive
Like this mic technique
To show my rings and my fat gold chain
Grab the mic like I'm on some train
But I wait, [E] cause I'm master [Bb] this
Let the others go [Bbm] first, so the brothers don't miss
R&B break the sticks
You got it, rock and we'll begin
When you make the mix, I'll experiment
Like a scientist, you want a rhyme
You gotta sign my list
Cause I'm a manifesto, bless the mic I hold
You want an X, then you gotta [N] have soul
Cause if you [Db] ain't got it, I'ma make an encore
[Bb] Take [Dbm] the mic, make the [Bb] people respond
For the R, cause that's the way it'll have to be
If you wanna get on after [Ebm] me
Think [Bbm] about it, wait, erase your rhyme
Forget it, and don't waste your time
Cause I'll be in the crowd if you ain't controlling it
Drop the mic, drop the mic
You shouldn't be holding it, this is how it should be done
This style, is [G] identical to none
So I'm trying to make it [Db] sound like [Bb] this
But you're getting me
[Bbm] So upset that I'm wet cause you're sweating me
I drip steam like a microphone king
Ego to MC is my thing, I get hype
When the heads rumble, rock em is on the mic
And you know I got soul
You [Bb] got it
You got it
[Bbm]
You got it
You got it
You got it
[N]
You got it
You got it
You
[Bbm]
got it
[N] I'm not bold just cause I rock gold
Rock em is [Db] on the mic
And you know I got soul
You got it
You got it
You
[Eb] [Db] got it
[Bb] You [Db]
[D] got it
You [A] got it
You got it
You got it
You got it
You got it
You got it
This should be easy cause the beat is fresh
[Bbm] Now I'm from uptown, Brooklyn bound
The Bronx, Queens, along [Gm] Island Sound
Another [Dbm] stage called [N] Vitexact
It ain't where you're from, it's where you're at
Since you [Db] came here you have to show and prove
Do that dance
Until it don't move
So you need a soul, self esteem or at least
The rest is up to you
Rock em is on the mic
And [Eb] [Db]
you know I got soul
You got it
You got it
You got it
You got it
You got it
[N] You got it
You got it
You got it
It's been [Db] a long time I [Bb] shouldn't have left you
[Db] Without a strong rhyme to step to
Think of how many weak shows I've slept through
Time's up, I'm sorry I kept you
Thinking [Bb] of bits you keep repeating your myths
Survive from the microphone solo
When soon you'll sit by the radio
And on the dial soon as you hear it
Pump up the volume
Yeah, put the speaker till your head will glow
Then plug in a headphone, cause here it goes
It's all in a [N] word, when it's your control
Your body to dance
So, got that stuff on like a regular
You just need to reflect to let it work
[Bbm] When this is playing
You can't get stuck with the steps
So to [N] say and I'ma still come up with
A little bit to be swift, follow the leader
Cause I'ma go deaf with the record that was mixed a [D] long time ago
It could be [Db] done, but only I could do it
For those that can dance to [N] clap their hands to it
I thought to think, and then I sing
To keep the paper, like I was ink
When I'm writing, I'm trapped in between
The line I skate, when I finish the [Db] rhyme
I got soul, soul, soul, soul, soul
[Bbm] You got it, you got it
You got it, you got it
[Eb] [Bbm]
Use your mic
To [Bb] stay deceptive
Like this mic technique
To show my rings and my fat gold chain
Grab the mic like I'm on some train
But I wait, [E] cause I'm master [Bb] this
Let the others go [Bbm] first, so the brothers don't miss
R&B break the sticks
You got it, rock and we'll begin
When you make the mix, I'll experiment
Like a scientist, you want a rhyme
You gotta sign my list
Cause I'm a manifesto, bless the mic I hold
You want an X, then you gotta [N] have soul
Cause if you [Db] ain't got it, I'ma make an encore
[Bb] Take [Dbm] the mic, make the [Bb] people respond
For the R, cause that's the way it'll have to be
If you wanna get on after [Ebm] me
Think [Bbm] about it, wait, erase your rhyme
Forget it, and don't waste your time
Cause I'll be in the crowd if you ain't controlling it
Drop the mic, drop the mic
You shouldn't be holding it, this is how it should be done
This style, is [G] identical to none
So I'm trying to make it [Db] sound like [Bb] this
But you're getting me
[Bbm] So upset that I'm wet cause you're sweating me
I drip steam like a microphone king
Ego to MC is my thing, I get hype
When the heads rumble, rock em is on the mic
And you know I got soul
You [Bb] got it
You got it
[Bbm]
You got it
You got it
You got it
[N]
You got it
You got it
You
[Bbm]
got it
[N] I'm not bold just cause I rock gold
Rock em is [Db] on the mic
And you know I got soul
You got it
You got it
You
[Eb] [Db] got it
[Bb] You [Db]
[D] got it
You [A] got it
You got it
You got it
You got it
You got it
You got it
This should be easy cause the beat is fresh
[Bbm] Now I'm from uptown, Brooklyn bound
The Bronx, Queens, along [Gm] Island Sound
Another [Dbm] stage called [N] Vitexact
It ain't where you're from, it's where you're at
Since you [Db] came here you have to show and prove
Do that dance
Until it don't move
So you need a soul, self esteem or at least
The rest is up to you
Rock em is on the mic
And [Eb] [Db]
you know I got soul
You got it
You got it
You got it
You got it
You got it
[N] You got it
You got it
You got it
Key:
Db
Bb
Bbm
Eb
D
Db
Bb
Bbm
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ I'm going to play a little bit of this.
It's been [Db] a long time I [Bb] shouldn't have left you
[Db] Without a strong rhyme to step to
Think of how many weak shows I've slept through
Time's up, I'm sorry I kept you
Thinking [Bb] of bits you keep repeating your myths
Survive from the microphone solo
When soon you'll sit by the radio
And on the dial soon as you hear it
Pump up the volume
Yeah, put the speaker till your head will glow
Then plug in a headphone, cause here it goes
It's all in a [N] word, when it's your control
Your body to dance
So, got that stuff on like a regular
You just need to reflect to let it work
[Bbm] When this is playing
You can't get stuck with the steps
So to [N] say and I'ma still come up with
A little bit to be swift, follow the leader
Cause I'ma go deaf with the record that was mixed a [D] long time ago
It could be [Db] done, but only I could do it
For those that can dance to [N] clap their hands to it
I thought to think, and then I sing
To keep the paper, like I was ink
When I'm writing, I'm trapped in between
The line I skate, when I finish the [Db] rhyme
I got soul, soul, soul, soul, soul
[Bbm] You got it, you got it
You got it, you got it _ _ _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _
_ Use your mic
To [Bb] stay deceptive
Like this mic technique
To show my rings and my fat gold chain
Grab the mic like I'm on some train
But I wait, [E] cause I'm master [Bb] this
Let the others go [Bbm] first, so the brothers don't miss
R&B break the sticks
You got it, rock and we'll begin
When you make the mix, I'll experiment
Like a scientist, you want a rhyme
You gotta sign my list
Cause I'm a manifesto, bless the mic I hold
You want an X, then you gotta [N] have soul
Cause if you [Db] ain't got it, I'ma make an encore
[Bb] Take [Dbm] the mic, make the [Bb] people respond
For the R, cause that's the way it'll have to be
If you wanna get on after [Ebm] me
Think [Bbm] about it, wait, erase your rhyme
Forget it, and don't waste your time
Cause I'll be in the crowd if you ain't controlling it
Drop the mic, drop the mic
You shouldn't be holding it, this is how it should be done
This style, is [G] identical to none
So I'm trying to make it [Db] sound like [Bb] this
But you're getting me
[Bbm] So upset that I'm wet cause you're sweating me
I drip steam like a microphone king
Ego to MC is my thing, I get hype
When the heads rumble, rock em is on the mic
And you know I got soul
You [Bb] got it
You got it
[Bbm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ You got it
You got it
You got it _ _ _ _ _
_ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
You got it
You got it
You _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ got it _ _
_ _ _ [N] _ _ _ I'm not bold just cause I rock gold
Rock em is [Db] on the mic
And you know I got soul
_ You got it _ _
_ _ You got it
You _ _
_ [Eb] _ [Db] got it
[Bb] You _ [Db] _
_ [D] got it
You [A] got it
You got it
_ You got it
You got _ it
You got it
You got it
This should be easy cause the beat is fresh
[Bbm] Now I'm from uptown, Brooklyn bound
The Bronx, Queens, along [Gm] Island Sound
Another [Dbm] stage called [N] Vitexact
It ain't where you're from, it's where you're at
Since you [Db] came here you have to show and prove
Do that dance
Until it don't move
So you need a soul, self esteem or at least
The rest is up to you
Rock em is on the mic
And _ _ [Eb] _ [Db] _
_ _ _ _ you _ _ know I got soul
You got it
You got it
You _ _ got it
You got it
You got _ _ _ _ _ it _ _
_ _ [N] _ _ You got it
You got it
You got it _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ I'm going to play a little bit of this.
It's been [Db] a long time I [Bb] shouldn't have left you
[Db] Without a strong rhyme to step to
Think of how many weak shows I've slept through
Time's up, I'm sorry I kept you
Thinking [Bb] of bits you keep repeating your myths
Survive from the microphone solo
When soon you'll sit by the radio
And on the dial soon as you hear it
Pump up the volume
Yeah, put the speaker till your head will glow
Then plug in a headphone, cause here it goes
It's all in a [N] word, when it's your control
Your body to dance
So, got that stuff on like a regular
You just need to reflect to let it work
[Bbm] When this is playing
You can't get stuck with the steps
So to [N] say and I'ma still come up with
A little bit to be swift, follow the leader
Cause I'ma go deaf with the record that was mixed a [D] long time ago
It could be [Db] done, but only I could do it
For those that can dance to [N] clap their hands to it
I thought to think, and then I sing
To keep the paper, like I was ink
When I'm writing, I'm trapped in between
The line I skate, when I finish the [Db] rhyme
I got soul, soul, soul, soul, soul
[Bbm] You got it, you got it
You got it, you got it _ _ _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _
_ Use your mic
To [Bb] stay deceptive
Like this mic technique
To show my rings and my fat gold chain
Grab the mic like I'm on some train
But I wait, [E] cause I'm master [Bb] this
Let the others go [Bbm] first, so the brothers don't miss
R&B break the sticks
You got it, rock and we'll begin
When you make the mix, I'll experiment
Like a scientist, you want a rhyme
You gotta sign my list
Cause I'm a manifesto, bless the mic I hold
You want an X, then you gotta [N] have soul
Cause if you [Db] ain't got it, I'ma make an encore
[Bb] Take [Dbm] the mic, make the [Bb] people respond
For the R, cause that's the way it'll have to be
If you wanna get on after [Ebm] me
Think [Bbm] about it, wait, erase your rhyme
Forget it, and don't waste your time
Cause I'll be in the crowd if you ain't controlling it
Drop the mic, drop the mic
You shouldn't be holding it, this is how it should be done
This style, is [G] identical to none
So I'm trying to make it [Db] sound like [Bb] this
But you're getting me
[Bbm] So upset that I'm wet cause you're sweating me
I drip steam like a microphone king
Ego to MC is my thing, I get hype
When the heads rumble, rock em is on the mic
And you know I got soul
You [Bb] got it
You got it
[Bbm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ You got it
You got it
You got it _ _ _ _ _
_ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
You got it
You got it
You _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ got it _ _
_ _ _ [N] _ _ _ I'm not bold just cause I rock gold
Rock em is [Db] on the mic
And you know I got soul
_ You got it _ _
_ _ You got it
You _ _
_ [Eb] _ [Db] got it
[Bb] You _ [Db] _
_ [D] got it
You [A] got it
You got it
_ You got it
You got _ it
You got it
You got it
This should be easy cause the beat is fresh
[Bbm] Now I'm from uptown, Brooklyn bound
The Bronx, Queens, along [Gm] Island Sound
Another [Dbm] stage called [N] Vitexact
It ain't where you're from, it's where you're at
Since you [Db] came here you have to show and prove
Do that dance
Until it don't move
So you need a soul, self esteem or at least
The rest is up to you
Rock em is on the mic
And _ _ [Eb] _ [Db] _
_ _ _ _ you _ _ know I got soul
You got it
You got it
You _ _ got it
You got it
You got _ _ _ _ _ it _ _
_ _ [N] _ _ You got it
You got it
You got it _ _ _ _ _ _ _