Brooklyn Style chords by Choice MC's

SimplifiedAm · G · Em

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Intro 1

Verse 1
Am 
We're the disco king of the
Bronx and
Queens and all throughout
Manhattan
Cause if the sound that you hear is deaf to your ears,
it's
Brooklyn's best just rap band
So in the place to be, high fidelity,
we're gonna make it worth your while
So just grab you a freak to the
funky beat as we go all
Brooklyn style
We don't care who you are,
a millionaire or a movie star
Famous name in the history books,
G 
or an average freak with a toe that's low
Am 
It don't mat ter your color, race or creed,
that if you try real hard you will achieve
Because there's in the old, even the young,
and something out there for everyone
A jeopardy, won't you tell me why,
in the depths of the jungle how do you survive?
Is it the voice or is it the brain
that makes all the
MCs go insane?
When it's not my voice,
must be my brain
Make the fly women go insane
For a brony, yo, I wear a learner top
G 
I had girls on my mind before I can walk
Am 
So I run to the beat that I meant to beat
Cause all the fly ladies lick my feet
I run from the bottom, from the
T .O .P.
That's why they call me
Jeopardy
So keep the beat, won't you tell me why
In the depths of the jungle,
how do you survive?
Is it the voice or is it the smile
That make the fly women go so wild?
Shake your butt, shake your butt, shake your butt,
shake your butt, shake your butt, shake your butt
All them cars just to be the boss
You know I'm rappin'
on the mic to make
MC's march
So
MC's in the place,
if you're on the battle
They might get drowned,
G 
so get your boat ready
Am 
I'm a full on man, no more on child
Keep the beaters in the face and
make it work for a while
To the devil my ladies, I'm a gigolo
They pay me cash money
when it's time to go
So,
Bambi
Graham, won't you tell me why
In the depths of the jungle,
how do you survive?
Is it the looks or is it the voice that
make you all the ladies?
Choice
Well I've traveled many places,
miles around
Yes city to city and town to town
Had to let the people know
at the disco show
G 
The talent I have with the rhymes I know
Am 
So I got into the mic and
popped some mess
Had all the people watching
me from right to left
Sancho made a plan going
O -F -F
And the rhymes I had was
shown up dead
Stevie
D,
Stevie
D, won't you tell us why
In the depths of the jungle,
how do you survive?
Is it your rap or your clientele
That make you rock the house so well?
I make my rhymes with clientele
And some I save and some I sell
But that's not why I'm so unique
It's everything I say, it's a masterpiece
So when you're free with us,
it's a definite must
You better hop on the train or take the bus
But if you miss your train,
don't feel bad
Come out your pocket and catch a cab
Catch a cab, catch a cab,
catch a cab, catch a cab
He's a man who ride the wave
who rock so dead
On the wheels and stills, he's too von
K
He'll run to the beat
that'll make you freak
So come up on
Em 
Am 
K and rock that beat
Fresh
Gordon,
Fresh
Gordon, won't you tell us why
In the depths of the jungle,
how do you survive?
In the box, off the keyboard
To show all the people that you're
G 
Am 
down by low
G 
Am 
Oh
Am 
Am 
Take care.