Chords for Outkast - ATliens (Official HD Video)
Tempo:
97.4 bpm
Chords used:
F#
Em
B
Dm
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[B] The hieroglyphics [N] tell us the story of two visionaries, outcast, not of this world.
They led a band of ragtag followers carrying everything they had, pursued by [Cm] forces of evil.
The symbols show us they reached their destination.
[N] But what happened inside?
[G#] [D#]
[F#]
[Em]
[F#] [E]
Well it's the M.I. Cricket letter, ain't no [Dm] one better, and when I'm on [Em] the microphone you best away [F#] your sweater cause I'm cooler than the polar bear's toe [A#] nails.
Oh hell [Em] did he go again, talking that shite [B] for been, corners like I was a [E] curve, I struck a nerve, and now you about [Em] to see the southern plague of [F#] serve.
I heard it's not where you from but where you pay rent, [G#m] then I heard it's not what you make, but how much you spent you got me bent like elbows, amongst other things but I'm [Em] not worried.
Cause when we set up in the party like I'm out [G#] to service, so go get your f***ing time [Em] off, and your [D] sack of nickels, it tickles, [Em] see you [B] try to be like Mr.
Pickles.
Daddy fat sacks, [Em] B-I-G [D]-B-O-I, ends that same [Em] mother f***er, them knuckles [B] put your eye in a trot, to warn you [Bm] not to test but you don't listen, giving a shout out to my uncle Donnell, lock up in prison.
[F#] Now hold your hands in the air, [B]
and wave them like it's a stone taker, and if you like fish and grits and all the pimps, everybody let me hear you say O [N]'Gager.
Now hold your hands in the air, and wave them like it's a stone taker, and if you like [F#] fish and grits and all the [Em] pimps, everybody let me hear you say O'Gager.
Now, my oral illustration, be like f***ing stimulation to the female [G] gender, [B] ain't nothing better, let me know when it's f***ing time to enter, [Dm] if not I wait because the future [E] of the world [C#] depends on, [Bm] if or if not the child we raise gonna have that f***ing syndrome.
Or will it help to beat the odds regardless of it's skin tone, or will it feel that it's in tune and it just not get picked on, or will it give a f*** about [E] what others say and get gone, the alienators cause we different, keep your hands to the sky, like sounds of blackness when I practice what I preach [B] and don't lie, I'll be the baker and the maker of the piece of my pie, now break a break a ten-fo, can I get some reply, now everybody say
Now hold your hands in the [F#] air, and wave them like it's a [B] stone taker, and if you like fish and grits and all [Em] the pimps, everybody let me hear [F#] you say O'Gager.
Now hold your hands in the [Em] air, and wave them like [F#] it's a stone taker, and if you like fish and grits and all [Em] the pimps, everybody let me hear you say [B] O'Gager.
Every day I sit while my n****s be in school, thinking about the second album after Dungeon Shootin [F#] Pool, like ES to the PN, cause [C] we just to [Dm] the B in [Em] the zone, honey I'm home, but I'm not [B] married, carrying a lot of problems around, being frustrated, [Dm] and now I'm [C] sitting at the end of the month, I just made it, [D] like you made the B team, and like your daddy's wife you making a coffin, you heard that H-E-L-E, and so back the hell up off.
Softly as if I play [Am] piano in the [Dm] dark, [A] found a way to [F#] channel my anger, now to embark, the world's a stage and everybody gots to play their part, [Dm] God works in mysterious ways, so when he starts to drop a beat, and through us we be so sincere with this here, no [Em] drugs or alcohol so I can [Dm] get the signal clear, this day, put my Glock away, I got a stronger weapon that never runs out [E] of ammunition, so I'm ready [B] for war, okay.
I throw your hands in [F#] the air, and wave them like it's a stone [G#] cager, and if you like fish [F#] and grits and [D#] all the pips, everybody let [E] me hear you say oh yeah [F#] [Dm]
[Em] [B] [Em]
[F#] [N] yeah.
[F#] [A]
[D] [E] [F#]
[N]
They led a band of ragtag followers carrying everything they had, pursued by [Cm] forces of evil.
The symbols show us they reached their destination.
[N] But what happened inside?
[G#] [D#]
[F#]
[Em]
[F#] [E]
Well it's the M.I. Cricket letter, ain't no [Dm] one better, and when I'm on [Em] the microphone you best away [F#] your sweater cause I'm cooler than the polar bear's toe [A#] nails.
Oh hell [Em] did he go again, talking that shite [B] for been, corners like I was a [E] curve, I struck a nerve, and now you about [Em] to see the southern plague of [F#] serve.
I heard it's not where you from but where you pay rent, [G#m] then I heard it's not what you make, but how much you spent you got me bent like elbows, amongst other things but I'm [Em] not worried.
Cause when we set up in the party like I'm out [G#] to service, so go get your f***ing time [Em] off, and your [D] sack of nickels, it tickles, [Em] see you [B] try to be like Mr.
Pickles.
Daddy fat sacks, [Em] B-I-G [D]-B-O-I, ends that same [Em] mother f***er, them knuckles [B] put your eye in a trot, to warn you [Bm] not to test but you don't listen, giving a shout out to my uncle Donnell, lock up in prison.
[F#] Now hold your hands in the air, [B]
and wave them like it's a stone taker, and if you like fish and grits and all the pimps, everybody let me hear you say O [N]'Gager.
Now hold your hands in the air, and wave them like it's a stone taker, and if you like [F#] fish and grits and all the [Em] pimps, everybody let me hear you say O'Gager.
Now, my oral illustration, be like f***ing stimulation to the female [G] gender, [B] ain't nothing better, let me know when it's f***ing time to enter, [Dm] if not I wait because the future [E] of the world [C#] depends on, [Bm] if or if not the child we raise gonna have that f***ing syndrome.
Or will it help to beat the odds regardless of it's skin tone, or will it feel that it's in tune and it just not get picked on, or will it give a f*** about [E] what others say and get gone, the alienators cause we different, keep your hands to the sky, like sounds of blackness when I practice what I preach [B] and don't lie, I'll be the baker and the maker of the piece of my pie, now break a break a ten-fo, can I get some reply, now everybody say
Now hold your hands in the [F#] air, and wave them like it's a [B] stone taker, and if you like fish and grits and all [Em] the pimps, everybody let me hear [F#] you say O'Gager.
Now hold your hands in the [Em] air, and wave them like [F#] it's a stone taker, and if you like fish and grits and all [Em] the pimps, everybody let me hear you say [B] O'Gager.
Every day I sit while my n****s be in school, thinking about the second album after Dungeon Shootin [F#] Pool, like ES to the PN, cause [C] we just to [Dm] the B in [Em] the zone, honey I'm home, but I'm not [B] married, carrying a lot of problems around, being frustrated, [Dm] and now I'm [C] sitting at the end of the month, I just made it, [D] like you made the B team, and like your daddy's wife you making a coffin, you heard that H-E-L-E, and so back the hell up off.
Softly as if I play [Am] piano in the [Dm] dark, [A] found a way to [F#] channel my anger, now to embark, the world's a stage and everybody gots to play their part, [Dm] God works in mysterious ways, so when he starts to drop a beat, and through us we be so sincere with this here, no [Em] drugs or alcohol so I can [Dm] get the signal clear, this day, put my Glock away, I got a stronger weapon that never runs out [E] of ammunition, so I'm ready [B] for war, okay.
I throw your hands in [F#] the air, and wave them like it's a stone [G#] cager, and if you like fish [F#] and grits and [D#] all the pips, everybody let [E] me hear you say oh yeah [F#] [Dm]
[Em] [B] [Em]
[F#] [N] yeah.
[F#] [A]
[D] [E] [F#]
[N]
Key:
F#
Em
B
Dm
E
F#
Em
B
[B] _ _ The hieroglyphics [N] tell us the story of two visionaries, outcast, not of this world.
They led a band of ragtag followers carrying everything they had, pursued by [Cm] forces of evil.
The symbols show us they reached their destination.
[N] But what happened inside?
[G#] _ _ _ [D#] _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ Well it's the M.I. Cricket letter, ain't no [Dm] one better, and when I'm on [Em] the microphone you best away [F#] your sweater cause I'm cooler than the polar bear's toe [A#] nails.
Oh hell [Em] did he go again, talking that shite [B] for been, corners like I was a [E] curve, I struck a nerve, and now you about [Em] to see the southern plague of [F#] serve.
I heard it's not where you from but where you pay rent, [G#m] then I heard it's not what you make, but how much you spent you got me bent like elbows, amongst other things but I'm [Em] not worried.
Cause when we set up in the party like I'm out [G#] to service, so go get your f***ing time [Em] off, and your [D] sack of nickels, it tickles, [Em] see you [B] try to be like Mr.
Pickles.
Daddy fat sacks, [Em] B-I-G [D]-B-O-I, ends that same [Em] mother f***er, them knuckles [B] put your eye in a trot, to warn you [Bm] not to test but you don't listen, giving a shout out to my uncle Donnell, lock up in prison.
[F#] Now hold your hands in the air, [B]
and wave them like it's a stone taker, and if you like fish and grits and all the pimps, everybody let me hear you say O [N]'Gager.
Now hold your hands in the air, and wave them like it's a stone taker, and if you like [F#] fish and grits and all the [Em] pimps, everybody let me hear you say O'Gager.
Now, my oral illustration, be like f***ing stimulation to the female [G] gender, [B] ain't nothing better, let me know when it's f***ing time to enter, [Dm] if not I wait because the future [E] of the world [C#] depends on, [Bm] if or if not the child we raise gonna have that f***ing syndrome.
Or will it help to beat the odds regardless of it's skin tone, or will it feel that it's in tune and it just not get picked on, or will it give a f*** about [E] what others say and get gone, the alienators cause we different, keep your hands to the sky, like sounds of blackness when I practice what I preach [B] and don't lie, I'll be the baker and the maker of the piece of my pie, now break a break a ten-fo, can I get some reply, now everybody say
Now hold your hands in the [F#] air, and wave them like it's a [B] stone taker, and if you like fish and grits and all [Em] the pimps, everybody let me hear [F#] you say O'Gager.
Now hold your hands in the [Em] air, and wave them like [F#] it's a stone taker, and if you like fish and grits and all [Em] the pimps, everybody let me hear you say [B] O'Gager.
Every day I sit while my n****s be in school, thinking about the second album after Dungeon Shootin [F#] Pool, like ES to the PN, cause [C] we just to [Dm] the B in [Em] the zone, honey I'm home, but I'm not [B] married, carrying a lot of problems around, being frustrated, [Dm] and now I'm [C] sitting at the end of the month, I just made it, [D] like you made the B team, and like your daddy's wife you making a coffin, you heard that H-E-L-E, and so back the hell up off.
Softly as if I play [Am] piano in the [Dm] dark, [A] found a way to [F#] channel my anger, now to embark, the world's a stage and everybody gots to play their part, [Dm] God works in mysterious ways, so when he starts to drop a beat, and through us we be so sincere with this here, no [Em] drugs or alcohol so I can [Dm] get the signal clear, this day, put my Glock away, I got a stronger weapon that never runs out [E] of ammunition, so I'm ready [B] for war, okay.
I throw your hands in [F#] the air, and wave them like it's a stone [G#] cager, and if you like fish [F#] and grits and [D#] all the pips, everybody let [E] me hear you say oh yeah [F#] _ _ _ [Dm] _
_ [Em] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ [Em] _
_ _ _ [F#] [N] yeah. _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ [A] _
[D] _ _ [E] _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _
[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
They led a band of ragtag followers carrying everything they had, pursued by [Cm] forces of evil.
The symbols show us they reached their destination.
[N] But what happened inside?
[G#] _ _ _ [D#] _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ Well it's the M.I. Cricket letter, ain't no [Dm] one better, and when I'm on [Em] the microphone you best away [F#] your sweater cause I'm cooler than the polar bear's toe [A#] nails.
Oh hell [Em] did he go again, talking that shite [B] for been, corners like I was a [E] curve, I struck a nerve, and now you about [Em] to see the southern plague of [F#] serve.
I heard it's not where you from but where you pay rent, [G#m] then I heard it's not what you make, but how much you spent you got me bent like elbows, amongst other things but I'm [Em] not worried.
Cause when we set up in the party like I'm out [G#] to service, so go get your f***ing time [Em] off, and your [D] sack of nickels, it tickles, [Em] see you [B] try to be like Mr.
Pickles.
Daddy fat sacks, [Em] B-I-G [D]-B-O-I, ends that same [Em] mother f***er, them knuckles [B] put your eye in a trot, to warn you [Bm] not to test but you don't listen, giving a shout out to my uncle Donnell, lock up in prison.
[F#] Now hold your hands in the air, [B]
and wave them like it's a stone taker, and if you like fish and grits and all the pimps, everybody let me hear you say O [N]'Gager.
Now hold your hands in the air, and wave them like it's a stone taker, and if you like [F#] fish and grits and all the [Em] pimps, everybody let me hear you say O'Gager.
Now, my oral illustration, be like f***ing stimulation to the female [G] gender, [B] ain't nothing better, let me know when it's f***ing time to enter, [Dm] if not I wait because the future [E] of the world [C#] depends on, [Bm] if or if not the child we raise gonna have that f***ing syndrome.
Or will it help to beat the odds regardless of it's skin tone, or will it feel that it's in tune and it just not get picked on, or will it give a f*** about [E] what others say and get gone, the alienators cause we different, keep your hands to the sky, like sounds of blackness when I practice what I preach [B] and don't lie, I'll be the baker and the maker of the piece of my pie, now break a break a ten-fo, can I get some reply, now everybody say
Now hold your hands in the [F#] air, and wave them like it's a [B] stone taker, and if you like fish and grits and all [Em] the pimps, everybody let me hear [F#] you say O'Gager.
Now hold your hands in the [Em] air, and wave them like [F#] it's a stone taker, and if you like fish and grits and all [Em] the pimps, everybody let me hear you say [B] O'Gager.
Every day I sit while my n****s be in school, thinking about the second album after Dungeon Shootin [F#] Pool, like ES to the PN, cause [C] we just to [Dm] the B in [Em] the zone, honey I'm home, but I'm not [B] married, carrying a lot of problems around, being frustrated, [Dm] and now I'm [C] sitting at the end of the month, I just made it, [D] like you made the B team, and like your daddy's wife you making a coffin, you heard that H-E-L-E, and so back the hell up off.
Softly as if I play [Am] piano in the [Dm] dark, [A] found a way to [F#] channel my anger, now to embark, the world's a stage and everybody gots to play their part, [Dm] God works in mysterious ways, so when he starts to drop a beat, and through us we be so sincere with this here, no [Em] drugs or alcohol so I can [Dm] get the signal clear, this day, put my Glock away, I got a stronger weapon that never runs out [E] of ammunition, so I'm ready [B] for war, okay.
I throw your hands in [F#] the air, and wave them like it's a stone [G#] cager, and if you like fish [F#] and grits and [D#] all the pips, everybody let [E] me hear you say oh yeah [F#] _ _ _ [Dm] _
_ [Em] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ [Em] _
_ _ _ [F#] [N] yeah. _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ [A] _
[D] _ _ [E] _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _
[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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