Chords for The Message

Tempo:
89 bpm
Chords used:

Gm

Dm

C

Cm

D

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Show Tuner
The Message chords
Start Jamming...
[A] [G] [Gm]
[D] [G] [Gm]
Fake love, no [Dm] love, you get the slug [C] CB4, Gusto, you're luck low
I didn't know till I [Gm] was drunk though You freak [Dm] niggas played out, get fucked [Cm] and
ate out Prostitute turned bitch, got the [Gm] gays out
96 ways [Dm] it's made out Martin [Cm] Way, the good F-E-L [C]-L-A
Verbal [Gm] AK spray, dip the [Dm] taxi Jump out the range, empty [Cm] out the ashtray
The glasses, they make you mad, cash [Gm] is clay Red dot plots, [Dm] murder scapes, 32 [Cm] shotguns
Regulate [C] with my thugs, 17 [Gm] racks clean for one ring
[Dm] Don't let me let y'all niggas know [Cm] one thing There's one life, rule up so there [Gm] can only
be one king The highlights are living
[Dm] Vague style, roll [Cm] dice and linen And terror [D] spinning on millennials
[Gm] 20G bets, I'm winning [Dm] them Threats, I'm sending them
[Cm] Lex with TV sets, the minimum Ill sex, [Gm] adrenaline, party with villains
[Dm] A case of Demi, second [C] chase to Henny Where any clique with the semi-tech [Gm] who want
it Diamonds are [Dm] fluent, chicken heads flock
[C] I lace them, fry broil with basil, taste them
Crack [Gm] your legs way out of formation [Dm] It's horizontal how I [C] have them
Fucker me in the [G] Benz wagon Can [Gm] it be vanity from last [Dm] ragging?
Grab your gun, [C] it's on though, shit is grunting Real niggas bucking [Gm] broad daylight
With the [Dm] broke Mack, it gon' spray [Cm] red Don't give a fuck who they hit, [G] as long as
the [Gm] drums slit Yo, [Dm] overnight thugs ball, cause they ain't
[C] promising Hungry ass hooligans, stay on that [Gm] piranha shit
[Dm] [C] [D] [Gm]
[Dm] [C] [Gm]
[Dm] [C] [D] [Gm]
[Dm] [C] [Gm] I peeped you [Dm] frontin', I was in the Jeep [C] Sunk in the seat, tinted with heat, beats bumpin'
[Gm] Across the street, you was wiling [Dm] Talkin' bout how you ran to [C] Allen in 89
Layin' up, playin' a yard with [Gm] crazy shine I cocked your [Dm] baby, now that nigga gravy [Cm] fine
Clink, what was he [C] thinkin' on my corner when it's [Gm] baby time?
Dug him, you owe [Dm] me cousin, somethin' told me [C] plug him
Choked him, felt my leg burn, then it [Gm] got numb Spun around and [Dm] shot one, heard shots and [Cm] drops
Hun, caught a hot one, [C] somebody take this biscuit before [Gm] the cops come
Then they [Dm] came askin' me my name, what [C] the fuck?
I got stitched up and went through, left the [Gm] hospital that same night, what?
[Dm] Got my gat back, [C] time to backtrack I had to drop, so how the fuck I get clipped?
[Gm] Black was in the Jeep [Dm] watchin', all he seen speed ride
[C] Was a brown Datsun, and yo, nobody in my hood [Gm] got one
That clown [Dm] nigga's through, blazin' at his crew [Cm] daily
The bridge [G] touch me up severely, hear me?
[Gm] So when I rhyme, it's sincerely [Dm] yours
We light [C] L's, tippin' calls, on all floors
The project calls, [Gm]
contemplatin' war
The [Dm] niggas I was cool with [Cm] before
We used to score [C] together, uptown coppin' the floor
[Gm] But uh, a thug [Dm] changes, love [Cm] changes
And best friends become strangers, [Gm] word up
[Dm] [C] [Gm]
[F] [Cm] [Gm]
[Dm] [Cm] [C] [Gm]
[Dm] [C] [Gm]
[Dm] [C] [D] To [Gm] them niggas that's locked down
[Dm] Doin' they thing, [Cm] survivin', you know what I'm sayin'?
To my fellow [Gm] niggas, New [Dm] York and worldwide
[C] Yo, to the Queensbridge militia
[Gm] 9-6 shit, [Dm] [Cm] front clip
[D] Illmatic nigga, [Gm]
it was written [Dm] though
[C] It's been a long time comin'
[Gm] Y'all fake niggas, [Dm] tryin' to copy
[Cm] Better come with the real though
[Gm] Fake ass niggas, [Dm] yo
Yo, slugs, [C] we throwin' em back
Bringin' shit, man, live, man
Key:  
Gm
123111113
Dm
2311
C
3211
Cm
13421113
D
1321
Gm
123111113
Dm
2311
C
3211
Show All Diagrams
Chords
NotesBeta
Download PDF
Download Midi
Edit This Version
Hide Lyrics Hint
_ [A] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _
_ [D] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ [Gm]
Fake love, no [Dm] love, you get the slug [C] CB4, Gusto, you're luck low
I didn't know till I [Gm] was drunk though You freak [Dm] niggas played out, get fucked [Cm] and
ate out Prostitute turned bitch, got the [Gm] gays out
96 ways [Dm] it's made out Martin [Cm] Way, the good F-E-L [C]-L-A
Verbal [Gm] AK spray, dip the [Dm] taxi Jump out the range, empty [Cm] out the ashtray
The glasses, they make you mad, cash [Gm] is clay Red dot plots, [Dm] murder scapes, 32 [Cm] shotguns
Regulate [C] with my thugs, 17 [Gm] racks clean for one ring
[Dm] Don't let me let y'all niggas know [Cm] one thing There's one life, rule up so there [Gm] can only
be one king The highlights are living
[Dm] Vague style, roll [Cm] dice and linen And terror [D] spinning on millennials
[Gm] 20G bets, I'm winning [Dm] them Threats, I'm sending them
[Cm] Lex with TV sets, the minimum Ill sex, [Gm] adrenaline, party with villains
[Dm] A case of Demi, second [C] chase to Henny Where any clique with the semi-tech [Gm] who want
it Diamonds are [Dm] fluent, chicken heads flock
[C] I lace them, fry broil with basil, taste them
Crack [Gm] your legs way out of formation [Dm] It's horizontal how I [C] have them
Fucker me in the [G] Benz wagon Can [Gm] it be vanity from last [Dm] ragging?
Grab your gun, [C] it's on though, shit is grunting Real niggas bucking [Gm] broad daylight
With the [Dm] broke Mack, it gon' spray [Cm] red Don't give a fuck who they hit, [G] as long as
the [Gm] drums slit Yo, [Dm] overnight thugs ball, cause they ain't
[C] promising Hungry ass hooligans, stay on that [Gm] piranha shit
_ [Dm] _ _ [C] _ _ [D] _ _ [Gm] _
_ [Dm] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _
_ [Dm] _ _ [C] _ _ [D] _ _ [Gm] _
_ [Dm] _ _ [C] _ _ _ [Gm] I peeped you [Dm] frontin', I was in the Jeep [C] Sunk in the seat, tinted with heat, beats bumpin'
[Gm] Across the street, you was wiling [Dm] Talkin' bout how you ran to [C] Allen in 89
Layin' up, playin' a yard with [Gm] crazy shine I cocked your [Dm] baby, now that nigga gravy [Cm] fine
Clink, what was he [C] thinkin' on my corner when it's [Gm] baby time?
Dug him, you owe [Dm] me cousin, somethin' told me [C] plug him
Choked him, felt my leg burn, then it [Gm] got numb Spun around and [Dm] shot one, heard shots and [Cm] drops
Hun, caught a hot one, [C] somebody take this biscuit before [Gm] the cops come
Then they [Dm] came askin' me my name, what [C] the fuck?
I got stitched up and went through, left the [Gm] hospital that same night, what?
[Dm] Got my gat back, [C] time to backtrack I had to drop, so how the fuck I get clipped?
[Gm] Black was in the Jeep [Dm] watchin', all he seen speed ride
[C] Was a brown Datsun, and yo, nobody in my hood [Gm] got one
That clown [Dm] nigga's through, blazin' at his crew [Cm] daily
The bridge [G] touch me up severely, hear me?
[Gm] So when I rhyme, it's sincerely [Dm] yours
We light [C] L's, tippin' calls, on all floors
The project calls, [Gm]
contemplatin' war
The [Dm] niggas I was cool with [Cm] before
We used to score [C] together, uptown coppin' the floor
[Gm] But uh, a thug [Dm] changes, love [Cm] changes
And best friends become strangers, [Gm] word up
_ [Dm] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _
_ [F] _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _
_ [Dm] _ _ [Cm] _ _ [C] _ _ [Gm] _
_ [Dm] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _
_ [Dm] _ _ [C] _ _ [D] To [Gm] them niggas that's locked down
[Dm] Doin' they thing, [Cm] survivin', you know what I'm sayin'?
To my fellow [Gm] niggas, New [Dm] York and worldwide
[C] Yo, to the Queensbridge militia
[Gm] 9-6 shit, [Dm] _ [Cm] front clip
[D] Illmatic nigga, [Gm]
it was written [Dm] though
[C] It's been a long time comin'
[Gm] Y'all fake niggas, [Dm] tryin' to copy
[Cm] Better come with the real though
[Gm] Fake ass niggas, [Dm] yo
Yo, slugs, [C] we throwin' em back
Bringin' shit, man, live, man _