Chords for Run The Jewels - Get It (Official Music Video from Run The Jewels)
Tempo:
79.925 bpm
Chords used:
C
F#
F
G
A#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F#] [C]
[A#] [C]
I'ma live in his smoke pipe Floating with a grin over the moat type
Harry Allen on you bitch I believe no hype Closer to the X than even we want to admit
if this don't go right And assholes like myself are proving so right
All I got is this rap shit All I want is a cap
And to move like a man with a minimum of harassment
[F#] The company of women with opinions and fat ass
Stacked my list of [F] demands You don't answer them get the [C] gallon
I'm stuck in a time capsule When [F#] rappers actin' [C] impassive
Mean as shit you spit like I'm killers that come and slap it
Stupid Gucci, Stoolie, the Gucci, [C] Gucci is slaps
You and that go for the cock, kiss, and cash That's in the back
They all sweet as Lil' Richard, dang, good god almighty
It make a nigga like me go whoo and rob the vault
I exit stepping with my weapon with the Jefferson Walk
If you spreading any objections you could get left in chalk
So my [Gm] suggestions, letters, CDs, forgive my transgressions
I wanna be a Catholic, [G] confess, just profess, it's a prison
I'm cheeing, checking, chill, stressing on your butt and I'm broke
Michael, fuck a [F] rapper's life up like Mo'Veek in the [C] press
You know I'm
[G] [C]
[G] [C]
My name is Jamie Moline and I'm [F#] chasing a green, I'm [C] haking it
Bosses don't change a thing and the name is seemingly making it
Servants will kiss the ring of whoever they think is paying them
You don't deserve to spit that they hurdled up in your face and shit
My name is Michael Render and we are the new Avengers
We here to tell you all your false idols are just pretenders
They corporation slaves and did this to all the lenders
So even if you got seven figures you still a nigga
Some men are meant for the light that shines on the shit he talking
Y'all better off trying to hide with the yay in the little pocket
We overly fucking [F#] awesome, they want an adopt out us
Squawking the brother, [F] ooze water, skin him in copper [C] coffee
[G] [C] [F#]
[F]
[A#] [C]
I'ma live in his smoke pipe Floating with a grin over the moat type
Harry Allen on you bitch I believe no hype Closer to the X than even we want to admit
if this don't go right And assholes like myself are proving so right
All I got is this rap shit All I want is a cap
And to move like a man with a minimum of harassment
[F#] The company of women with opinions and fat ass
Stacked my list of [F] demands You don't answer them get the [C] gallon
I'm stuck in a time capsule When [F#] rappers actin' [C] impassive
Mean as shit you spit like I'm killers that come and slap it
Stupid Gucci, Stoolie, the Gucci, [C] Gucci is slaps
You and that go for the cock, kiss, and cash That's in the back
They all sweet as Lil' Richard, dang, good god almighty
It make a nigga like me go whoo and rob the vault
I exit stepping with my weapon with the Jefferson Walk
If you spreading any objections you could get left in chalk
So my [Gm] suggestions, letters, CDs, forgive my transgressions
I wanna be a Catholic, [G] confess, just profess, it's a prison
I'm cheeing, checking, chill, stressing on your butt and I'm broke
Michael, fuck a [F] rapper's life up like Mo'Veek in the [C] press
You know I'm
[G] [C]
[G] [C]
My name is Jamie Moline and I'm [F#] chasing a green, I'm [C] haking it
Bosses don't change a thing and the name is seemingly making it
Servants will kiss the ring of whoever they think is paying them
You don't deserve to spit that they hurdled up in your face and shit
My name is Michael Render and we are the new Avengers
We here to tell you all your false idols are just pretenders
They corporation slaves and did this to all the lenders
So even if you got seven figures you still a nigga
Some men are meant for the light that shines on the shit he talking
Y'all better off trying to hide with the yay in the little pocket
We overly fucking [F#] awesome, they want an adopt out us
Squawking the brother, [F] ooze water, skin him in copper [C] coffee
[G] [C] [F#]
[F]
Key:
C
F#
F
G
A#
C
F#
F
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ [C] _
[A#] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ I'ma live in his smoke pipe Floating with a grin over the moat type
Harry Allen on you bitch I believe no hype Closer to the X than even we want to admit
if this don't go right And assholes like myself are proving so right
All I got is this rap shit All I want is a cap
And to move like a man with a minimum of harassment
[F#] The company of women with opinions and fat ass
Stacked my list of [F] demands You don't answer them get the [C] gallon
I'm stuck in a time capsule When [F#] rappers actin' [C] impassive
Mean as shit you spit like I'm killers that come and slap it
Stupid Gucci, Stoolie, the Gucci, [C] Gucci is slaps
You and that go for the cock, kiss, and cash That's in the back
They all sweet as Lil' Richard, dang, good god almighty
It make a nigga like me go whoo and rob the vault
I exit stepping with my weapon with the Jefferson Walk
If you spreading any objections you could get left in chalk
So my [Gm] suggestions, letters, CDs, forgive my transgressions
I wanna be a Catholic, [G] confess, just profess, it's a prison
I'm cheeing, checking, chill, stressing on your butt and I'm broke
Michael, fuck a [F] rapper's life up like Mo'Veek in the [C] press
You know I'm
_ _ [G] _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ My name is Jamie Moline and I'm [F#] chasing a green, I'm [C] haking it
Bosses don't change a thing and the name is seemingly making it
Servants will kiss the ring of whoever they think is paying them
You don't deserve to spit that they hurdled up in your face and shit
My name is Michael Render and we are the new Avengers
We here to tell you all your false idols are just pretenders
They corporation slaves and did this to all the lenders
So even if you got seven figures you still a nigga
Some men are meant for the light that shines on the shit he talking
Y'all better off trying to hide with the yay in the little pocket
We overly fucking [F#] awesome, they want an adopt out us
Squawking the brother, [F] ooze water, skin him in copper [C] coffee
_ _ [G] _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[A#] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ I'ma live in his smoke pipe Floating with a grin over the moat type
Harry Allen on you bitch I believe no hype Closer to the X than even we want to admit
if this don't go right And assholes like myself are proving so right
All I got is this rap shit All I want is a cap
And to move like a man with a minimum of harassment
[F#] The company of women with opinions and fat ass
Stacked my list of [F] demands You don't answer them get the [C] gallon
I'm stuck in a time capsule When [F#] rappers actin' [C] impassive
Mean as shit you spit like I'm killers that come and slap it
Stupid Gucci, Stoolie, the Gucci, [C] Gucci is slaps
You and that go for the cock, kiss, and cash That's in the back
They all sweet as Lil' Richard, dang, good god almighty
It make a nigga like me go whoo and rob the vault
I exit stepping with my weapon with the Jefferson Walk
If you spreading any objections you could get left in chalk
So my [Gm] suggestions, letters, CDs, forgive my transgressions
I wanna be a Catholic, [G] confess, just profess, it's a prison
I'm cheeing, checking, chill, stressing on your butt and I'm broke
Michael, fuck a [F] rapper's life up like Mo'Veek in the [C] press
You know I'm
_ _ [G] _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ My name is Jamie Moline and I'm [F#] chasing a green, I'm [C] haking it
Bosses don't change a thing and the name is seemingly making it
Servants will kiss the ring of whoever they think is paying them
You don't deserve to spit that they hurdled up in your face and shit
My name is Michael Render and we are the new Avengers
We here to tell you all your false idols are just pretenders
They corporation slaves and did this to all the lenders
So even if you got seven figures you still a nigga
Some men are meant for the light that shines on the shit he talking
Y'all better off trying to hide with the yay in the little pocket
We overly fucking [F#] awesome, they want an adopt out us
Squawking the brother, [F] ooze water, skin him in copper [C] coffee
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