80 Bars Akkorde von
Wyclef Jean
Wyclef Jean

N/A2 Aufrufe
Tonart: D minor
Verse 1
Em
D
80
bars, 80 scars
Em
D
Yo, engineer turn me up, yo
Em
Verse 2
C
I started off in the underground
D
From mono to stereo,
now I'm surround sound
Em
Blowing through your tubes,
C
Em
leaving holes through your speakers
D
Cracking through your tweeters, my
frequency's off the meter
Em
C
Jam packed arenas from
here to Bangkok
D
Bm
I'm ahead of my time like
Jimi Hendrix playing Woodstock
Em
C
Me, I'm playing Hoodstock before
I had the dreadlocks
D
I use to reminisce "Should I do
Em
music or sell rocks?"
Wrote my own props,
C
Em
D
living in the PJ's
That's when the Angel Gabriel said
"It's all a Masquerade"
Em
Eyes with no face,
speakers with no lace
D
I feel that Earth's spinnin,
C
but I'm standin in the same space
Em
C
With no trace of what happened
last night
D
Bm
I seen two fiends fighting
over a crack pipe
Em
C
Now I'm watching TV,
D
my antennae was a close hanger
Blurry vision, Mister McGee Hunn,
Em
David Banner
Flip the data,
the kids was wearin bandanas
D
Bm
Totin hammers aimin at your medulla
D
Em
oblongata
Blaow blaow, a young
thug with a slim figure
D
Romantic type like the movie Casablanca
C
Herb seller, once but busted
Bm
by an undercover
Buyer, my supplier was
a Gypsy cab driver
C
That's when I realized I
need to find a new hustle
D
Living in the jungle the guitar
became my muscle
Em
I strive through snake eyes who
wanted me crucified
D
I thought that I was drowning
but I was getting baptized
Em
Now behold, I heard you sold 20 mill'
D
But with no street credibility, your overkill
C
You ain't real,
talkin bout keep it gangsta
Bm
D
Bm
Phony, if you knew the
gangstas sent me to shank you
Em
C
Gank you, yank you,
tie up your ankles
D
And if that ain't enough,
I call Henchman's to lynch you
Em
Now, at the funeral,
I can see the Priest bless you
D
But in the after life,
Bm
D
I'ma still touch you
Em
Knockin on heavens door,
your beggin to get in
D
That's when the son of man greets
you with the face of Satan
C
Now you look frightened in the
belly of the whale
Bm
That's when the warden say "I want
to welcome you to hell"
C
Fools, is 5 bucks, get off the phone,
D
times up
I seen him cut from his head
Em
to his nuts
You wish you wouldn't,
wish you couldn't, wish it got to me
D
Cause you screamin' so loud
that a deaf man can hear
Em
Back to the silence,
D
no more droppin science
Er'body rappin about
diamonds and violence
C
And A&R's, all they do
is charge credit cards
Bm
And when the bill comes,
C
they blame it on the rap stars
Now how you figure? I ain't rent a car
D
I wasn't at the spa, I ain't by the bar
Em
Now here's a jewel when you
get your first record deal
D
Don't subject yourself
to the mass appeal
Em
First Class, caviar in the vel'
D
In the new S Class with the Jordan wheels
C
Remember,
the music industry is like the streets
Bm
You know the cold of the streets,
er'body tryin to eat
C
The evidence is concrete,
I'm tired of the same song
D
You take me how,
you must be high off heroin
Em
Sharper than I ever been,
D
this one gon get a 10
Rappers, I'ma murder y'all
with your own medicine
Em
I move with faith, I never have doubt
D
I'm so hungry you will think
I'm just coming out
C
But I been here before,
from "Blunted" to "The Score"
D
G
To "The Carnival",
Bm
Ecleftic World Tour
Em
C
I'm causin whores,
waitin in the back doors
D
They want me to rock they boat
and shift they more short
Em
That's when the Father said
"Take heed to this lesson"
D
They want to cut your hair
like Deliala did Sampson
Em
I felt that, so I went back to my format
D
C
Raps and backpack, gats for carjacks
Hats for pussycats, cause Aids,
I don't want that
Bm
And for the DJ's,
here's something y'all can scratch
D
G
Em
Technique 12, the needle
hits the wax
D
Hypnotize the crowd,
Em
the dance floor is jam packed
C
Now sing along like a negro spiritual
D
No one got shot tonight,
it's a miracle
Em
What's this I hear,
y'all want to take my spot?
D
You got a better chance putting
C
a gorilla in a headlock
I'm too focused,
I can see through your lens
D
You ain't a G, just a want to be,
Bm
Kingpin so
C
"The next time,
y'all want to pay for protection
D
I suggest that you hit up
the Haitian Sicilians"
Em
Interlude 1
D
Em
D
80 bars,
Verse 3
C
80 scars
Outro 1
Bm
C
D
Em
D
Em
D
C
Bm
C
D

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