Chords for You're da Man

Tempo:
100.2 bpm
Chords used:

Abm

Ebm

Gb

E

Ab

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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You're da Man chords
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[Ab] [E] [Ebm] [Abm]
[Ebm]
[Abm] [E] [Abm] [Gb] [Abm]
Uh, uh, [Ebm] yeah, [Abm] they plan was to knock me out the top of the game, [Gb] but I overstand they
truth is [Abm] all lame, I hold cannons that shoot balls of flame, [Ebm] right in they fat mouth then
I call my name, [Abm] nah it's too real, nah it's true king [Gb] is however you feel, go ahead [Abm] you
swing, your arm too short to box regard, [Ebm] I don't kill soloists, only kill [Abm] squads, fame
went to they head, so now it's fuck dodge, [Gb] yesterday you bet you a deal, today you tough
[Abm] guys, I seen it coming, soon as I popped my first [Ebm] bottle, I spotted my enemies, tryna
do what I [Abm] do, came in with my style, so I bothered [Gb] you, I kept [Abm] changing on the world
since barbecue, now you wanna hang with niggas I hung with, [Ebm] fuck bitches I hit, it's funny
I once said, [E] if I ever make a record, I take a check [Ebm] and put something away, for a rainy
day [Abm] to make an exit, but look at me now, ten years deep, [Ebm] since the project, been through
cracks in my socks, I [Abm] [E] never asked to be top of rap's elite, [Gb] just a ghetto trap tryna [Abm] learn
to trap to the streets, but look at me now, [Ebm]
[Abm] [E] [Abm] [Gb] [Abm]
[Ebm]
[Abm] [E] [Gb] [Abm]
[Ebm] wait [Abm]
a sec give me time to explain, women
and [Bb] fast calling, doctor rains could poison a rap star [Abm] with suicidal, high smoke with
so much lye, [Ebm] I saw a dead bird flying through a [Abm] broken sky, wish I could flat wing the fly
away, swear black [Gb] kings at ghana state, so I could get on my [Abm] flex right away, but that'll
be the day when it's peace, when [Ebm] my gat don't need to spray, when these streets are safe
to play, [Ab] sex with death [E] indulging these women, vision [Gb] my own skeleton [Ebm] swimming in eternal
fire, [Abm] broads play with pentagrams in they vagina, [Ebm] like the exorcist, then they gave
birth to my [Abm] seeds, I beg for [E] gods help, why they love hurting [Gb] me, I'm your disciple, a
thug certainly, [Em] I'm the [Abm] end, the aid to the SIR, [Ebm] if I wasn't I must have been Escobar,
[Abm] 45 in my waves, staring at my reflection, in the mirror sitting [Ab] still in the chair,
like Mike [Abm] Concepcion, when everything around me got cloudy, the [Ebm] chair became a king's throne,
my destiny [Abm] found me, it was clear why the struggle was so painful, [Gb] metamorphosis, this
is [Abm] what I changed to, god I'm so thankful
[Ebm]
[Abm] [E] [Gb] [Abm]
[Ebm]
[Abm] [E] [Ab] [Gb] [Eb]
[Abm] [Ebm] [Abm]
[E] [Abm]
[N]
111 all around the ball, come on let's get high nigga, [G] oh shit, oh, oh 56 nigga shut
the fuck up, fuck that nigga, run that fucking money, run that back, [N] what?
I gotta die man, you gotta run that back, run it back, alright run it back, come on
Key:  
Abm
123111114
Ebm
13421116
Gb
134211112
E
2311
Ab
134211114
Abm
123111114
Ebm
13421116
Gb
134211112
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To jam and learn Nas - Youre Da Man chords, your primary focus should be mastering these chords sequence: Abm, Ebm, Abm, Gb, Abm and E. Begin your practice at a relaxed 50 BPM, then work your way up to the song's BPM of 100. With the song's key of Ab Minor, set your capo to fit your vocal range and chord choice.

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[Ab] _ [E] _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ [Abm] _
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ _
[Abm] _ [E] _ _ [Abm] _ [Gb] _ _ _ [Abm] _
_ Uh, uh, [Ebm] _ yeah, [Abm] they plan was to knock me out the top of the game, [Gb] but I overstand they
truth is [Abm] all lame, I hold cannons that shoot balls of flame, [Ebm] right in they fat mouth then
I call my name, [Abm] nah it's too real, nah it's true king [Gb] is however you feel, go ahead [Abm] you
swing, your arm too short to box regard, [Ebm] I don't kill soloists, only kill [Abm] squads, fame
went to they head, so now it's fuck dodge, [Gb] yesterday you bet you a deal, today you tough
[Abm] guys, I seen it coming, soon as I popped my first [Ebm] bottle, I spotted my enemies, tryna
do what I [Abm] do, came in with my style, so I bothered [Gb] you, I kept [Abm] changing on the world
since barbecue, now you wanna hang with niggas I hung with, [Ebm] fuck bitches I hit, it's funny
I once said, [E] if I ever make a record, I take a check [Ebm] and put something away, for a rainy
day [Abm] to make an exit, but look at me now, ten years deep, [Ebm] since the project, been through
cracks in my socks, I [Abm] [E] never asked to be top of rap's elite, [Gb] just a ghetto trap tryna [Abm] learn
to trap to the streets, but look at me now, _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ _
[Abm] _ _ [E] _ [Abm] _ [Gb] _ _ _ [Abm] _
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ _
[Abm] _ _ [E] _ _ [Gb] _ _ _ [Abm] _
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ wait [Abm]
a sec give me time to explain, women
and [Bb] fast calling, doctor rains could poison a rap star [Abm] with suicidal, high smoke with
so much lye, [Ebm] I saw a dead bird flying through a [Abm] broken sky, wish I could flat wing the fly
away, swear black [Gb] kings at ghana state, so I could get on my [Abm] flex right away, but that'll
be the day when it's peace, when [Ebm] my gat don't need to spray, when these streets are safe
to play, [Ab] sex with death [E] indulging these women, vision [Gb] my own skeleton [Ebm] swimming in eternal
fire, [Abm] broads play with pentagrams in they vagina, [Ebm] like the exorcist, then they gave
birth to my [Abm] seeds, I beg for [E] gods help, why they love hurting [Gb] me, I'm your disciple, a
thug certainly, [Em] I'm the [Abm] end, the aid to the SIR, [Ebm] if I wasn't I must have been Escobar,
[Abm] 45 in my waves, staring at my reflection, in the mirror sitting [Ab] still in the chair,
like Mike [Abm] Concepcion, when everything around me got cloudy, the [Ebm] chair became a king's throne,
my destiny [Abm] found me, it was clear why the struggle was so painful, [Gb] _ metamorphosis, this
is [Abm] what I changed to, god I'm so thankful
_ [Ebm] _ _ _ _
[Abm] _ _ [E] _ _ [Gb] _ _ _ [Abm] _
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ _
[Abm] _ _ [E] _ [Ab] _ [Gb] _ _ _ [Eb] _
[Abm] _ _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ [Abm] _
_ _ [E] _ [Abm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ 111 all around the ball, come on let's get high nigga, [G] oh shit, oh, oh 56 nigga shut
the fuck up, fuck that nigga, run that fucking money, run that back, [N] what?
I gotta die man, you gotta run that back, run it back, alright run it back, come on

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This song is part of Stillmatic album.

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