Chords for The Pharcyde - Pork (Prod. By L.A. Jay)

_ _ _ [G#m] _ [G] Yeah, what you [Gm] know about the far side, man?
Yo!
Oh, your mama track [D#m] land, my fucking_
Get her [C] those_
Send me TV, get her a salad girl.
Get her for the Sierra, my man.
Okay, I got you [Em] set.
[C] One, [G#m] two, [G] three, four.
[N] I'm a little poopy, damn boo.
Boo, boo, [F#] boo, I'm a boo.
I'm a poopy, damn.
[F#m] Light up the view.
One, two, three, [C] two, one, [C#] boom.
I'm Tim [C] Timmy, smoking D's, [C#] MC's.
[Cm] Break them down to their knees.
Boo, [C#] you.
30 on me, whip them to each [B] link.
Out, spit, raise them out.
Drop them balls in that mouth.
When they're two, [C] I get the interview.
Young Gucci, slick like silk.
Who deserves one [N] of my Gucci whites while they_ Boo!
With Evie, Michael, Rod, Ray.
Come with me, I'm Rico.
L-A-double-J.
With the time game track.
So back, the fuck up, bitch.
Open his deck, we'll get the flack.
From the grub, I'm nigga swaddle.
My grub, I'm a dickhead, run, grab.
You feel the big boy.
We'll enjoy the substance [E] of action.
In four, two, three, [Am] one, drive.
[G] _ _
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_ [Em] Very well-mannered, tough [Bm] and collected.
Accurate, a range of [F] you can tell.
[E] My perspective in the year of [G] 93.
So on and so on.
And when they speak of me,
[F] Younger nigga get the floor.
[F#] Tell them, my style is from the cold.
I keep a [A] motor on a old ride.
Bring the south wind, medicine, a primate.
All the cheer, see when [N] I appear in the spirit.
It's a race in the air.
So wipe your fucking tears, Uncle Cheeky.
I reach, then you fight the tanker.
I'm everything [A] I said about my niggas.
Like a hanger on your dome.
Or I'm the home [N] figure, papa.
But shit stay dramatic in the hip hop.
I'm a bumper gang [C#m] till the end.
When I'm dealing with a real [C] shit,
My song like buzzer shit [A] in the middle.
But my time is up.
So I have to call it quits.
It's just another crack when I'm sitting out with.
[E] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
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_ _ [E] _ _ You know I'm [C] top.
You know I'm top.
Stay doing that shit.
_ _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _
My rap stack is [N] about the motherfucking neck.
And drag them in the fucking mud.
And pull out the Mack Mack.
And go, go, [C#] break out the [F#m] clutch.
You know, I'm a preschool.
[C]
Smacking [D] in these bitch moves.
This is [C] how my real ass moves.
[C#] Let's get insane.
Real black, feeling [N] that black time.
I know frame.
I never let my clock miss.
My back off with a baby [Em] body buried in Reebok.
[F#] Two boxes.
Put them on my motherfucking [G#] baby's snake.
But I trip off [F#] for gunning shit.
Tripping from a dike bus.
I kick a nigga in the ass for [D#] nothing.
My name is [B] Fat Lip.
Now let me stop [A#] fronting.
[A] I'm from the [C] farm side.
And I will not piss.
I'm running out of bricks.
So I'm a pop the [N] bricks on that fool.
He's going to get up on the mic.
I'm the crew.
[C] He's going to get up on the mic.
The bass and buzz a few five rhymes.
Bust a beat.
Yo, I'm out like what?
So freak that shit.
I want to give a shout out to the [Em] niggas from the old school.
Thank God [E] for that shit.
_ [C] Shout out to my nigga, [Em] Duran and Cosmo.
You want to see some _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C] Cosmo and West.
But you know that [C#] I can kick in the hitties.
The ice cube.
But [G#] you know that [N] I can bring it with me.
Anybody but with all the local nannies.
I know 40 days.
When I say it's my time.
Keep the fucking shit.
And [C] I ain't got what to throw.
[C#] But we want to do the end.
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[A] We want to do the end.
We got the jingle pops.
And a lot of other.
[D] And [C] I'm a post-it dragon.
My mouth is too big.
Everyone my hands they be swagging.
[N] Niggas they be bragging.
My house is over spilling with the smoke.
[F#] Cat smoking that Earth.
So check it out.
The stone is the way of the war.
This what stone must be the way that I talk and rap.
Some people get the Jacks.
Some get [C] the hands slapped.
Listen to what I say.
Smokey ass.
[F#] Provided by [N] L.A. State.
I do it every day.
Listen to what I say.
Hey!
Hey!
Brand new jam, [G#m] sugar slapper!
[C] by her ABC and BBD [G] or HIV from TLC yeah
is it true I hope it ain't because I really
had some plans to fuck the shit [C#] outta Chili [A] [G#m] yeah
[G] I _ [F#] _ [G#] _
[C#] said it
[A] [B] this is [G] L.A. [A#] J
[F#] the man with the [G#m] big meat and the [G#] fat ass [C#] beats
[A] I'm [B] _ [G] _ [A#] [D#m] chillin with [G#m] my mother fuckin old school niggas
[A] the boys [G] are
with the Joe Patti freestyle
[F#] [B] and we call this the wall
[D#] _ _ _ _
turn your back head [A#] upside down
[D#m] and get some [Gm] you know _
[C] _ [E] _ _ [N] _ _ [D#m] fuck
yo [C#] fuck that
[B] I'm about to give a shout out to some
niggas [A#] that'll be mad across the way [D#] um
I'd like [F#] to give a shout out to [D#m] Redman
say what's up to Chuck E
[A#] uh I'd like to [F#] say what's up to Pete Rock
and the large professor
[G#m] and um [G] Common [D#m] Sense _ _ or
yo peace out to Premiere and the guru war