Chords for Ocean Wisdom - Walkin' [Official Video]

Tempo:
92.45 bpm
Chords used:

F

Fm

C#

G

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Ocean Wisdom - Walkin' [Official Video] chords
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[C#] [Fm] Oh, she's [F]
up there.
He's up in [F] the
Oh, she's up there.
He's up in the beat.
Oh, she's up there.
He's up in the beat.
[C#] [F]
Black [Fm] ink.
All [C#] my gals in the street.
[F]
right in town.
[C#] [F] [F]
It's a microphone.
They didn't
They didn't know a handlebars.
They didn't know a handlebars.
It's a minor though.
[Fm] They offer
[F] home.
Yo, I flabbergast that bread and my stamina can be coming in handy, flipping the script while I'm doing the work, I'm telling a story doing a plan B.
How the fuck on earth did we become so angry?
A couple years ago, man was just reading a dandy.
Now I go from reading a peno to beating [G] up emo, swimming in Speedos to swinging [F] in chinos, mimicking Gero to Zero, from Zorro to Tarantino we're living that way though.
Guess the level of violence increases as the fear grows, but, junk car spit on beats and spit in acapella, don't think I won't rap a fella, smack that nigga, make an ackee swell up, leave him black and yellow.
I ain't talking Wiz Khalifa, this Wizkid of the beat, are you a rancid dweller?
Got the dank pip in my cellar, I'm the dank pipseller, sing it smelling way too much, so wrap that in some cellar, celebrate, can't have more, I'm telling a mate about this massive fella, on the beat, and on the tune, there ain't no ackee, bit of fassies fed up, [Fm] yo.
In my rap, there's unlimited lyrics and syllables, hitting my pinnacle isn't a miracle, it's kinda literal, feeling the feeling, that's minimal, physical feeling is more of a spiritual healing, a visual audible justification, a lyrical healing, that's why I be spitting again, and again and again, stripping the team with a pen, hitting the script with a limb, they're liberally stepping to me, I'll be liberally stepping to them.
Yeah, they're levelling up, I'm levelling better than them, tell it to listen, I'm easy to be trusting, I'm never addressing them, never ever again, never ever [F] again.
Watch me, block me, knock me without stopping, I got blocks that watch, then God knock me properly, I got props from blocks and chop, just hop and block me.
Gassed as a motherfucker, lost in hokey wotchy, you can't tell me that I don't win, caught on the beat, I'm like a granddad, I don't win, unique, brother, yeah, I got my own ting, unique, you're not unique with gold rings, I'm a young brother with a lot of heart, been at it from the start, I can tell you're gonna chart, but how you gonna hold a man when older man ain't off the smart, trying for control, a man like roller can in Octanton Park, I'm holding more knowledge than a folder can, I'm focusing, you know, while I'm part, ain't no more holding grams for Ocean Man, no, it's that, I know my plan,
[Fm] T-Dog told me more, but goats are cloaks, you need to go for man, so Ocean goes for man, I owe you fam, owe you [C#] that, came in the game with a whole new [Fm] act, invading the brain with a whole new rap, late in the state, ended your old cruise, whack, I had to do that, had to man up, [C#] didn't go to boost a couple in bad luck, [F] didn't go to boost a couple, you fat park, didn't go to boost a couple, I'm that much, [Fm] I got exquisite ability, mimicking [C#] vividist imagery, lyrically singing, I could be killing us, I'm ready, ready, ready, wanna be [Fm] chilling with viddy and diddy, I'm cootie the kiddie, listening to [C#] Biggie, buttoning a ciggy with Dizzy [F] and Wizzy, sucking a titty like diggity, diggity, might have been an e-car, in me flow, sparkly, biggity, bubbly, gotta be bubb
and the hottest, the company, not a monopoly, [Fm] acting with laugh in the governing, stopping and bumping is comedy, honest equality, optical [F] audits, not in the odyssey, I must have even worn the wallaby, stepping in the port, no apology, to who we need to abort this policy, what will be cost, the struggle be making me feel like I'm warring constantly,
I'm full of d**k, I'm full of the floor, don't follow me, but I ain't even tryna be that type of guy, I ain't tryna be that type of brain, tryna lead that type of life, you know, like I ain't even tryna meet myself, alright, can't tryna meet myself, no game, I'm tryna keep myself, alright, you know, I feel the southern rush of heat when I'm on stage, I don't compete with non-Newt Jagans, cause it's peak to proper wasteland,
my flow is sweet, I know the streets, they love to taste it, but I'm feeling underpaid for just putting n****s in grave and [Fm] s**t, so ask truth is, ask man a running s**t, but the truth is, these other man are running quick, but if the truth is, wear it, and it fits me, see I'm running oh so quickly, so stick me at the top of the roster with big B, big B's gonna be feeling like Twix and a sandwich, I stick to the rap, no giving it back, flipping a packet of cigs, and a cig down the mid, drinking a cig on my wrist, drinking a pic on the cig on my wrist, drinking a cig on the pic on the cig on the wrist, twist it and get it lit n****, what?
[G]
Key:  
F
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Fm
123111111
C#
12341114
G
2131
F
134211111
Fm
123111111
C#
12341114
G
2131
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To jam and learn the simple chords for Ocean Wisdom - Walkin chords, practice playing F, Fm and F in sequence. Set your pace at 46 BPM initially and then sync up with the song's BPM of 92. Considering the song's key of F Minor, position your capo to suit your vocal and chord preferences.

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_ _ _ [C#] _ [Fm] Oh, she's [F]
up there.
He's up in [F] the
Oh, she's up there.
He's up in the beat.
Oh, she's up there.
He's up in the beat.
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ [F]
Black [Fm] ink.
All [C#] my gals in the street.
_ [F] _
right in town.
_ [C#] _ _ [F] _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ It's a microphone.
_ _ _ They didn't
They didn't know a handlebars.
They didn't know a handlebars.
It's a minor though.
_ _ [Fm] _ They offer
[F] home.
Yo, I flabbergast that bread and my stamina can be coming in handy, flipping the script while I'm doing the work, I'm telling a story doing a plan B.
How the fuck on earth did we become so angry?
A couple years ago, man was just reading a dandy.
Now I go from reading a peno to beating [G] up emo, swimming in Speedos to swinging [F] in chinos, mimicking Gero to Zero, from Zorro to Tarantino we're living that way though.
Guess the level of violence increases as the fear grows, but, junk car spit on beats and spit in acapella, don't think I won't rap a fella, smack that nigga, make an ackee swell up, leave him black and yellow.
I ain't talking Wiz Khalifa, this Wizkid of the beat, are you a rancid dweller?
Got the dank pip in my cellar, I'm the dank pipseller, sing it smelling way too much, so wrap that in some cellar, celebrate, can't have more, I'm telling a mate about this massive fella, on the beat, and on the tune, there ain't no ackee, bit of fassies fed up, [Fm] yo.
In my rap, there's unlimited lyrics and syllables, hitting my pinnacle isn't a miracle, it's kinda literal, feeling the feeling, that's minimal, physical feeling is more of a spiritual healing, a visual audible justification, a lyrical healing, that's why I be spitting again, and again and again, stripping the team with a pen, hitting the script with a limb, they're liberally stepping to me, I'll be liberally stepping to them.
Yeah, they're levelling up, I'm levelling better than them, tell it to listen, I'm easy to be trusting, I'm never addressing them, never ever again, never ever [F] again.
Watch me, block me, knock me without stopping, I got blocks that watch, then God knock me properly, I got props from blocks and chop, just hop and block me.
Gassed as a motherfucker, lost in hokey wotchy, you can't tell me that I don't win, caught on the beat, I'm like a granddad, I don't win, unique, brother, yeah, I got my own ting, unique, you're not unique with gold rings, I'm a young brother with a lot of heart, been at it from the start, I can tell you're gonna chart, but how you gonna hold a man when older man ain't off the smart, trying for control, a man like roller can in Octanton Park, I'm holding more knowledge than a folder can, I'm focusing, you know, while I'm part, ain't no more holding grams for Ocean Man, no, it's that, I know my plan,
[Fm] T-Dog told me more, but goats are cloaks, you need to go for man, so Ocean goes for man, I owe you fam, owe you [C#] that, came in the game with a whole new [Fm] act, invading the brain with a whole new rap, late in the state, ended your old cruise, whack, I had to do that, had to man up, [C#] didn't go to boost a couple in bad luck, [F] didn't go to boost a couple, you fat park, didn't go to boost a couple, I'm that much, [Fm] I got exquisite ability, mimicking [C#] vividist imagery, lyrically singing, I could be killing us, I'm ready, ready, ready, wanna be [Fm] chilling with viddy and diddy, I'm cootie the kiddie, listening to [C#] Biggie, buttoning a ciggy with Dizzy [F] and Wizzy, sucking a titty like diggity, diggity, might have been an e-car, in me flow, sparkly, biggity, bubbly, gotta be bubb
and the hottest, the company, not a monopoly, [Fm] acting with laugh in the governing, stopping and bumping is comedy, honest equality, optical [F] audits, not in the odyssey, I must have even worn the wallaby, stepping in the port, no apology, to who we need to abort this policy, what will be cost, the struggle be making me feel like I'm warring constantly,
I'm full of _ _ _ _ _ d**k, I'm full of the floor, don't follow me, but I ain't even tryna be that type of guy, I ain't tryna be that type of brain, tryna lead that type of life, you know, like I ain't even tryna meet myself, alright, can't tryna meet myself, no game, I'm tryna keep myself, alright, you know, I feel the southern rush of heat when I'm on stage, I don't compete with non-Newt Jagans, cause it's peak to proper wasteland,
my flow is sweet, I know the streets, they love to taste it, but I'm feeling underpaid for just putting n****s in grave and [Fm] s**t, so ask truth is, ask man a running s**t, but the truth is, these other man are running quick, but if the truth is, wear it, and it fits me, see I'm running oh so quickly, so stick me at the top of the roster with big B, big B's gonna be feeling like Twix and a sandwich, I stick to the rap, no giving it back, flipping a packet of cigs, and a cig down the mid, drinking a cig on my wrist, drinking a pic on the cig on my wrist, drinking a cig on the pic on the cig on the wrist, twist it and get it lit n****, what? _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _

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