Chords for Your Favorite Martian - High Voltage [Official Music Video]
Tempo:
94.15 bpm
Chords used:
G
Bb
B
C
Gbm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
![Your Favorite Martian - High Voltage [Official Music Video] chords](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/BIq7pH2ExSM/mqdefault.jpg)
Start Jamming...
[G]
[Bb] [G]
I've been digging in the crates ever since I was living in space.
Before the rat race, before apes had human traits.
I mastered numerology with Big Bang Theology, performed lobotomies with [A] telekinetic [G] psychology,
invented the mic so I could start blessing it and chin-checking [C] kids that make my point
like an [G] impressionist.
Many men have tried to shake us, but I twist mic cords to double helixes and show them
what I'm made of.
I buckle these like leg braces, cast a spell of instrumentalists on all MCs who hate us,
so try on.
Easy without a shoulder to cry on.
From now to infinity, let Icon be bygones.
I firebomb ghostly notes, haunt gists.
I try threats, but move on to a promise.
I stomp shit with or without an accomplice, and run the gauntlet for whoever that wants this.
I can't shake the shock because [Bb] nobody wants to stop.
[G] [Bb] [Gbm] Check [G] it out if I may.
I can't shake the shock because [Bb] nobody wants to stop.
I can't shake the [Bb] shock because nobody wants to [G] stop.
Check it out.
Akira, put a geek in a backbone that clones the microphones and never satisfy my rhyme tone.
Spraying bright day over what you might say.
Blood type cry, lawn technicolor type A.
On highways, writing with road rage.
Cages of wind in cages of tin that bounce all around.
Surround sound devouring the scenes.
Subliminal gangrene paintings.
[Abm] Overall [G] the same thing.
Sing songs, karaoke, copy madness.
Break bones verbally with sticks and stone tactics.
Fourth dimension, compact convention.
Write rhymes [C] with ease while the track stands [G] at attention.
Meant to put you away with a pencil, pistol, official 16-line, a rhyme missile.
While you risked your all, I'll pick out all your flaws.
Slinging blah, blah, blah, blah.
[B] You can say [G] you saw.
I firebomb ghostly notes, haunt gists.
I'm a slunky person, nobody wants to stop.
[Bb] [Gbm] Check [G] it out, it's all a baby.
I'm a slunky [Bb] person, nobody wants
[G] to stop.
Check it [Bb] out, it's all a baby.
I'm a slunky person, nobody wants to [G] stop.
Check it out, it's all a baby.
I'm a slunky person, nobody wants to stop.
Check it out, it's all a baby.
I'm [Gm] a slunky person, nobody [G] wants to stop.
Check it out, it's all a baby.
I'm a slunky person, [B]
nobody wants to stop.
Check it out, it's all a baby.
I'm a slunky person, nobody wants to stop.
Check it out, it's all a baby.
I'm a slunky person, nobody wants to stop.
Check it out, it's all a baby.
I'm a slunky person, nobody wants to stop.
Check it out, it's all a baby.
I'm a slunky person, nobody wants to stop.
Check it out, it's all a baby.
[Bb] I'm a slunky person, nobody wants to [Gb] stop.
[G] Check it out, it's all a baby.
I'm a slunky [Bb] person, nobody wants to stop.
Check it out, it's [G] all a baby.
I'm a slunky [Bb] person, nobody wants to [Gb] stop.
Check it out, it's all a baby.
[B] [G] [N]
[Bb] [G]
I've been digging in the crates ever since I was living in space.
Before the rat race, before apes had human traits.
I mastered numerology with Big Bang Theology, performed lobotomies with [A] telekinetic [G] psychology,
invented the mic so I could start blessing it and chin-checking [C] kids that make my point
like an [G] impressionist.
Many men have tried to shake us, but I twist mic cords to double helixes and show them
what I'm made of.
I buckle these like leg braces, cast a spell of instrumentalists on all MCs who hate us,
so try on.
Easy without a shoulder to cry on.
From now to infinity, let Icon be bygones.
I firebomb ghostly notes, haunt gists.
I try threats, but move on to a promise.
I stomp shit with or without an accomplice, and run the gauntlet for whoever that wants this.
I can't shake the shock because [Bb] nobody wants to stop.
[G] [Bb] [Gbm] Check [G] it out if I may.
I can't shake the shock because [Bb] nobody wants to stop.
I can't shake the [Bb] shock because nobody wants to [G] stop.
Check it out.
Akira, put a geek in a backbone that clones the microphones and never satisfy my rhyme tone.
Spraying bright day over what you might say.
Blood type cry, lawn technicolor type A.
On highways, writing with road rage.
Cages of wind in cages of tin that bounce all around.
Surround sound devouring the scenes.
Subliminal gangrene paintings.
[Abm] Overall [G] the same thing.
Sing songs, karaoke, copy madness.
Break bones verbally with sticks and stone tactics.
Fourth dimension, compact convention.
Write rhymes [C] with ease while the track stands [G] at attention.
Meant to put you away with a pencil, pistol, official 16-line, a rhyme missile.
While you risked your all, I'll pick out all your flaws.
Slinging blah, blah, blah, blah.
[B] You can say [G] you saw.
I firebomb ghostly notes, haunt gists.
I'm a slunky person, nobody wants to stop.
[Bb] [Gbm] Check [G] it out, it's all a baby.
I'm a slunky [Bb] person, nobody wants
[G] to stop.
Check it [Bb] out, it's all a baby.
I'm a slunky person, nobody wants to [G] stop.
Check it out, it's all a baby.
I'm a slunky person, nobody wants to stop.
Check it out, it's all a baby.
I'm [Gm] a slunky person, nobody [G] wants to stop.
Check it out, it's all a baby.
I'm a slunky person, [B]
nobody wants to stop.
Check it out, it's all a baby.
I'm a slunky person, nobody wants to stop.
Check it out, it's all a baby.
I'm a slunky person, nobody wants to stop.
Check it out, it's all a baby.
I'm a slunky person, nobody wants to stop.
Check it out, it's all a baby.
I'm a slunky person, nobody wants to stop.
Check it out, it's all a baby.
[Bb] I'm a slunky person, nobody wants to [Gb] stop.
[G] Check it out, it's all a baby.
I'm a slunky [Bb] person, nobody wants to stop.
Check it out, it's [G] all a baby.
I'm a slunky [Bb] person, nobody wants to [Gb] stop.
Check it out, it's all a baby.
[B] [G] [N]
Key:
G
Bb
B
C
Gbm
G
Bb
B
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [G]
I've been digging in the crates ever since I was living in space.
Before the rat race, before apes had human traits.
I mastered numerology with Big Bang Theology, performed lobotomies with [A] telekinetic [G] psychology,
invented the mic so I could start blessing it and chin-checking [C] kids that make my point
like an [G] impressionist.
Many men have tried to shake us, but I twist mic cords to double helixes and show them
what I'm made of.
I buckle these like leg braces, cast a spell of instrumentalists on all MCs who hate us,
so try on.
Easy without a shoulder to cry on.
From now to infinity, let Icon be bygones.
I firebomb ghostly notes, haunt gists.
I try threats, but move on to a promise.
I stomp shit with or without an accomplice, and run the gauntlet for whoever that wants this.
I can't shake the shock _ because [Bb] nobody wants to stop. _
[G] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Gbm] Check [G] it out if I may.
I can't shake the shock because [Bb] nobody wants to stop.
I can't _ shake the [Bb] shock because nobody wants to [G] stop.
Check it out.
Akira, put a geek in a backbone that clones the microphones and never satisfy my rhyme tone.
Spraying bright day over what you might say.
Blood type cry, lawn technicolor type A.
On highways, writing with road rage.
Cages of wind in cages of tin that bounce all around.
Surround sound devouring the scenes.
Subliminal gangrene paintings.
[Abm] Overall [G] the same thing.
Sing songs, karaoke, copy madness.
Break bones verbally with sticks and stone tactics.
Fourth dimension, compact convention.
Write rhymes [C] with ease while the track stands [G] at attention.
Meant to put you away with a pencil, pistol, official 16-line, a rhyme missile.
While you risked your all, I'll pick out all your flaws.
Slinging blah, blah, blah, blah.
[B] You can say [G] you saw.
I firebomb ghostly notes, haunt gists.
I'm a slunky person, nobody wants to stop.
_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ [Gbm] Check [G] it out, it's all a baby.
I'm a slunky [Bb] person, nobody wants _
[G] _ to stop.
Check it [Bb] out, it's all a baby.
I'm a slunky person, nobody wants to [G] stop.
Check it out, it's all a baby.
I'm a slunky person, nobody wants to stop.
Check it out, it's all a baby. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ I'm [Gm] a slunky _ person, nobody [G] wants to stop.
Check it out, it's all a baby.
I'm a slunky person, [B]
nobody wants to stop.
Check it out, it's all a baby.
I'm a slunky person, nobody wants to stop.
Check it out, it's all a baby.
I'm a slunky person, nobody wants to stop.
Check it out, it's all a baby.
I'm a slunky person, nobody wants to stop.
Check it out, it's all a baby.
I'm a slunky person, nobody wants to stop.
Check it out, it's all a baby.
_ [Bb] I'm a slunky person, nobody wants to [Gb] stop.
[G] Check it out, it's all a baby.
I'm a slunky [Bb] person, nobody wants to stop.
Check it out, it's [G] all a baby.
I'm a slunky [Bb] person, nobody wants to [Gb] stop.
Check it out, it's all a baby.
[B] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [G]
I've been digging in the crates ever since I was living in space.
Before the rat race, before apes had human traits.
I mastered numerology with Big Bang Theology, performed lobotomies with [A] telekinetic [G] psychology,
invented the mic so I could start blessing it and chin-checking [C] kids that make my point
like an [G] impressionist.
Many men have tried to shake us, but I twist mic cords to double helixes and show them
what I'm made of.
I buckle these like leg braces, cast a spell of instrumentalists on all MCs who hate us,
so try on.
Easy without a shoulder to cry on.
From now to infinity, let Icon be bygones.
I firebomb ghostly notes, haunt gists.
I try threats, but move on to a promise.
I stomp shit with or without an accomplice, and run the gauntlet for whoever that wants this.
I can't shake the shock _ because [Bb] nobody wants to stop. _
[G] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Gbm] Check [G] it out if I may.
I can't shake the shock because [Bb] nobody wants to stop.
I can't _ shake the [Bb] shock because nobody wants to [G] stop.
Check it out.
Akira, put a geek in a backbone that clones the microphones and never satisfy my rhyme tone.
Spraying bright day over what you might say.
Blood type cry, lawn technicolor type A.
On highways, writing with road rage.
Cages of wind in cages of tin that bounce all around.
Surround sound devouring the scenes.
Subliminal gangrene paintings.
[Abm] Overall [G] the same thing.
Sing songs, karaoke, copy madness.
Break bones verbally with sticks and stone tactics.
Fourth dimension, compact convention.
Write rhymes [C] with ease while the track stands [G] at attention.
Meant to put you away with a pencil, pistol, official 16-line, a rhyme missile.
While you risked your all, I'll pick out all your flaws.
Slinging blah, blah, blah, blah.
[B] You can say [G] you saw.
I firebomb ghostly notes, haunt gists.
I'm a slunky person, nobody wants to stop.
_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ [Gbm] Check [G] it out, it's all a baby.
I'm a slunky [Bb] person, nobody wants _
[G] _ to stop.
Check it [Bb] out, it's all a baby.
I'm a slunky person, nobody wants to [G] stop.
Check it out, it's all a baby.
I'm a slunky person, nobody wants to stop.
Check it out, it's all a baby. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ I'm [Gm] a slunky _ person, nobody [G] wants to stop.
Check it out, it's all a baby.
I'm a slunky person, [B]
nobody wants to stop.
Check it out, it's all a baby.
I'm a slunky person, nobody wants to stop.
Check it out, it's all a baby.
I'm a slunky person, nobody wants to stop.
Check it out, it's all a baby.
I'm a slunky person, nobody wants to stop.
Check it out, it's all a baby.
I'm a slunky person, nobody wants to stop.
Check it out, it's all a baby.
_ [Bb] I'm a slunky person, nobody wants to [Gb] stop.
[G] Check it out, it's all a baby.
I'm a slunky [Bb] person, nobody wants to stop.
Check it out, it's [G] all a baby.
I'm a slunky [Bb] person, nobody wants to [Gb] stop.
Check it out, it's all a baby.
[B] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _