Find Out (feat. Riddlore) Chords

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_ _ _ [C] _ [Bm] _ Party people, your dreams have now been fulfilled.
Get out your seats and let's get ill.
We're not just [C] rock, it's [Em] rock and roll.
Well it's time for [Bm] underground flavor.
Hip-hop make the change of behavior.
Now for your rockin' rollerheads or your ravers.
You don't know now, but you [C] gon' [Bm] find out.
We be rockin' the snazzy kicks.
Freestyle fellowship in the mix.
Afterlife, Batman in the mix.
You don't know now, but you [C] gon' [Bm] find out.
I don't think that I'ma sleep tonight.
My name is AC alone, keep it tight.
Them other fools just can't freak the mic bank.
You don't know now, but you [C] gon' find out.
Hookah, hookah, [Bm] hookah, hookah.
Underground runnin' while smokin' hot.
Who got the mic to serve you, Bobo Clout?
You don't know now, but [C] you gon' [G] find out.
[Bm] Party people, your dreams have now been fulfilled.
Get out your seats and let's get ill.
We're not just rock, [C] it's [Bm] rock and roll.
For the money, for all the rest, mock.
Who from the West is through with all the mess?
Yes, you're rockin' with the best beyond a doubt.
You don't know now, but you [C] gon' [Bm] find out.
We get you up for the resurrection.
That Afterlife Project flow connection.
I'm rhymin' to get rid of your imperfections.
You don't know now, but you [C] gon' [Bm] find out.
The who, what, where, when, then why.
Legendary styles that we spit on the mind.
Whether memorized or they improvised.
You don't know now, but you [N] gon' find out.
You know we faster than doors, see these shacks [Bm] and doors.
Spans open the doors so we patch the floors.
You were lookin' [E] for a battle, but you fell [B] into a bore.
You don't know now, but you [C] gon' find out.
Party [Eb] [Bm] people, your dreams [Em] have now been fulfilled.
Get out your seats and let's get [Bm] ill.
We're not just rock, [C] it's [Bm] rock and roll.
[E] One for the money, two for the show.
Three, four, five, six, and seven [Bm] for the flow.
Eight, nine, ten, [E] eleven, add a couple more.
[Bm] I got one double or one ways [C] that I can go.
[Bm] So, have a seat, relax your feet.
Roll out, stand, walk, man, rock this beat.
If you ain't got this, then you ain't complete.
Go feel this beat on your [C] neighborhood street.
[Em] Try to make it sneak, freak, [Bm] and get acquainted.
Just a lot different from the pictures that they painted.
I tried to explain it the best way that I can.
Today is all I got, [C] yesterday I [Bm] stand.
I'm a grown ass man who got to survive.
Hold [Em] out your hand and I'll do a slap you five.
Shut down the microphone soon as we [Bm] arrive.
Use my power for the [C] guns and [Em] knives.
Party [Bm] people, your dreams have now [Em] been [Bm] fulfilled.
Get out your seats and let's get ill.
We're like this rock, [Em] it's rock and roll.
The ground, the ground, future bound to the sound.
The tune of the boom consumed by [Bm] the pound of a bass drum.
Take some, take some, taste some rhythm.
Rhyming up time and combining [C] thoughts.
Divining [Em] the mind of a billing and chilling and revining.
The mic enhanced swinging to [Bm] a beat.
Bobbing my head, put the room on set.
Hot like a potato.
R&A's are [C] fabled, [Em] labeled in stereo.
A typical receiver, very well-informed.
So what's up with loose lips?
[Bm] Who slipped?
Okay with the mic, the beat that is tight.
A run that ignites as I put you in gear.
It [C] takes life [Bm] like a [E] pterodactyl.
A sparrow or an astronaut, [Bm] an eagle, a seagull,
or a rock from a slingshot, an arrow, a bullet
from the barrel of a ball.
Oh, it makes missiles and whistles look perfect.
I like [C] it with World [Bm] War III.
The mic [Em] and me are an empty combo.
Rumble, grumble, [Bm] crumble.
Suckers tumble down like the wall.
The gyro for when a solo's blown to the [C] microphone.
[Bm] _ Party people, your dreams have now been fulfilled.
Get out your seats and let's get ill.
When that guitar [C] is rock [G] and roll.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ You don't know now, but you [Em] gon' find out.
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