Chords for Mos Def - Ghetto Rock
Tempo:
89.1 bpm
Chords used:
Gb
Eb
E
Ab
Bb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Jam Along & Learn...
[Gb] Hello, children.
[E] [Gb] [Ab]
Black Jack Johnson, [Eb] BYC, ROC, KING.
Sin in the [E] mood, are stars of [Eb] planets.
it like,
Sound man, Holla Black, come with it.
Up top as you get up with it Dirty dirty as you get in front with it
Smokey smoke from coast to coast But careful at first you all be that overdose
[E] [Gb] [Ab]
Black Jack Johnson, [Eb] BYC, ROC, KING.
Sin in the [E] mood, are stars of [Eb] planets.
it like,
Sound man, Holla Black, come with it.
Up top as you get up with it Dirty dirty as you get in front with it
Smokey smoke from coast to coast But careful at first you all be that overdose
100% ➙ 89BPM
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_ _ _ _ _ [Gb] Hello, children.
_ _ [E] _ _ [Gb] _ _ _ [Ab] _
Black Jack Johnson, [Eb] BYC, ROC, KING.
Sin in the [E] mood, are stars of [Eb] planets.
Before it's all done, [Gb] y'all gon' all understand it like,
how the Hades can't fuck with it,
cause they mom or they sister, and girl in love with it.
Sound man, Holla Black, come with it.
Spin the record, till the record done spinning.
Up top as you get up with it Dirty dirty as you get in front with it
Smokey smoke from coast to coast But careful at first you all be that overdose
Who stay holdin' it for Brooklyn, you know it's Mosa
Jackpot I got the gold for broke Is this the only way the Smith family know to go?
Right here to my youngest one is older folks I'ma put it down like a dirty so and so
Freak daddy came here to work the old you old Because the high is high and the low is
low And I go for the sin of man to hold it full
Put your shit in the sky like I know you know My get on it should get told to tour
Stay rockin' steady steady cause I told you so
And after y'all get it go on let it go some more
That black jack about something for sure for sure
For sure for sure Let me see you in the world making your shoulder
roll And if it get good to you nigga throw your
bowl Cause we are so ghetto, yes we are rock and
roll Yes we are so ghetto, yes we are rock and
roll Yes we are so ghetto, yes we are rock and
roll Yes we are so ghetto, yes we are rock and motherfuckin' roll
Ha I am a fighter and a lover I'm the freaky baby daddy I'm a bad motherfucker
I'm the earth wind fire and the thunder I said I am don't ask my mama
You don't believe that shit believe what you wanna
Alright okay what's up shut up Speak language come straight from the gutter
Observe the turns of trade with one another like
What's good what's poppin' what's crackin' What it is how you livin' what's happenin'
Work songs the slaves sang back then The playground chants when little girls clapping
Black Jack Johnson and [Eb] Rossi R-O [Bb]-C-K-I-N-G
Sun in the moon Earth stars and [Ebm] planets
Before it's all done [Gb] y'all gon' all understand it
Black Jack [Ab] Johnson and Rossi R-O-C-K-I-N-G
Sun in the moon [F] Earth stars and [Gb] planets
Planets planets planets
Y'all gon' all understand it
Space _ _ _ give me some space _ _ _ _ _ _ _ Let a nigga rock _
_ _ Give me some space Let a nigga rock _
Let a nigga rock
_ _ This is the status
_ _ _ Yellow clock, this is the status
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Yellow clock, this is the status
_ _ Get up, this is the sound.
_ _ Get up, _ _ motherfucking room. _ _ _ _ _ _
Get down, get down.
_ _ Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it.
_ [B] _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ [Gb] _ _ _ [Ab] _
Black Jack Johnson, [Eb] BYC, ROC, KING.
Sin in the [E] mood, are stars of [Eb] planets.
Before it's all done, [Gb] y'all gon' all understand it like,
how the Hades can't fuck with it,
cause they mom or they sister, and girl in love with it.
Sound man, Holla Black, come with it.
Spin the record, till the record done spinning.
Up top as you get up with it Dirty dirty as you get in front with it
Smokey smoke from coast to coast But careful at first you all be that overdose
Who stay holdin' it for Brooklyn, you know it's Mosa
Jackpot I got the gold for broke Is this the only way the Smith family know to go?
Right here to my youngest one is older folks I'ma put it down like a dirty so and so
Freak daddy came here to work the old you old Because the high is high and the low is
low And I go for the sin of man to hold it full
Put your shit in the sky like I know you know My get on it should get told to tour
Stay rockin' steady steady cause I told you so
And after y'all get it go on let it go some more
That black jack about something for sure for sure
For sure for sure Let me see you in the world making your shoulder
roll And if it get good to you nigga throw your
bowl Cause we are so ghetto, yes we are rock and
roll Yes we are so ghetto, yes we are rock and
roll Yes we are so ghetto, yes we are rock and
roll Yes we are so ghetto, yes we are rock and motherfuckin' roll
Ha I am a fighter and a lover I'm the freaky baby daddy I'm a bad motherfucker
I'm the earth wind fire and the thunder I said I am don't ask my mama
You don't believe that shit believe what you wanna
Alright okay what's up shut up Speak language come straight from the gutter
Observe the turns of trade with one another like
What's good what's poppin' what's crackin' What it is how you livin' what's happenin'
Work songs the slaves sang back then The playground chants when little girls clapping
Black Jack Johnson and [Eb] Rossi R-O [Bb]-C-K-I-N-G
Sun in the moon Earth stars and [Ebm] planets
Before it's all done [Gb] y'all gon' all understand it
Black Jack [Ab] Johnson and Rossi R-O-C-K-I-N-G
Sun in the moon [F] Earth stars and [Gb] planets
Planets planets planets
Y'all gon' all understand it
Space _ _ _ give me some space _ _ _ _ _ _ _ Let a nigga rock _
_ _ Give me some space Let a nigga rock _
Let a nigga rock
_ _ This is the status
_ _ _ Yellow clock, this is the status
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Yellow clock, this is the status
_ _ Get up, this is the sound.
_ _ Get up, _ _ motherfucking room. _ _ _ _ _ _
Get down, get down.
_ _ Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it.
_ [B] _ _ _