Chords for Treat 'Em Right

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1990's, sharp rock jumps up on the scene with a lean and a pocket full of green.
The green doesn't symbolize the man that on the top, but Robocop last year was a shot.
The tone of the pop like crunch shook your butt.
Kids are screaming the man of your sense, but.
What kind of music is this for you to dance to?
The man with the plan that the band [Em] demands you.
Leave the smack and the crack on the whack for the violin and arcing a smile like that.
Leave the knife and the gun in the store and ignore temptation.
Set by the nation.
Facial gate causes pain, need a new rep.
And your hearts and mind never forget.
Lucef walk-ins and when you walk in you know it's just one.
Black [B] on black, remember that it's important.
Anyway, the shunless one, break forth the fun.
No hatred, the summer's almost done.
No time for sleep, jump in your Jeep and hop up the funky beat.
A holly, beeper goes off, yo smash it then trash it.
You're too young to be pumped in a casket.
Just get your boys and bring the noise and just swing it.
Now party [E] people, sing it.
[B] Go, go, go, go, go, [E] _
[B] go, _ _ _ _ go, go, go, go, go, go, _ [Dbm] go, go, [B] go, go, go, go, go, go, go, [Bm] go, go, go, go.
Kids in the cribs want dibs on the big man.
Can he come out?
Can he come out and slam a jam?
I'm his number one fan, yes I am.
All these kids realize that I'm the man.
[B] Six foot three, I made a [Em] quarter and eight figure.
That last year was still a unique figure.
Rob Swinger, Doc Nodinke and Hot Dog know [B] that I'm a man that was born to have a mic on.
Next to me at all times, ready to kick a rhyme.
That'll keep me out of financial bond.
That's why when it comes to fans, I'm never mean.
Kids don't say James between gates in green.
Always says hello, cause I'm a modest fellow.
Never try to play a superstar that's hollow.
Cause if these kids don't go buy our records, we'll be half bins and plus naked.
So we owe them, so pull out your pen, sign an autograph, you might make a new friend.
Just get your boys and bring the noise and just swing it.
Now party people in the house, [C] sing it.
Go, _ _ go, go, go, go, go, _ _ go, go, go, _ _ go, go, go, go, go, _ _ go, go, go, go, _ _ go, go.
[E] Party [B] people in the house, listen up.
How the man with the plan and the man rips it up.
Feast the Howie G, good [Eb] looking Jake.
Swing a hot [B] dog, Doc, no butt, eff, love for dinky.
Fish and chips with the hippy hippy.
Before the tune ends, give me some lips.
sanity crystal money said later cuz I'm a [Bm] homegirl bass and leave the guns at
half-mast oh and oh yes _ _ _
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_ _ _ [B] well coming back to 1998 shop block jumps up on the scene with the lane and
a hardcore dream the dream wasn't crafted to be pornographic decency
started from the crib plus kids don't need to have all of that on a wrap the
strength of my pie place chubs on the back as authority seniority goes off me
my staff gets autographed plus give [C] enough glass read my mic keep my sight
that definitely leads your right to treat me right _
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