Bullshit chords by The Pharcyde

SimplifiedDm · Am · A · C#m

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Intro 1

Verse 1
Dm 
You gotta get on up off of that bullshit,
stop fighting that feeling
You gotta get on up off of that bullshit,
stop fighting that feeling
You gotta get on up off of that bullshit,
stop fighting that feeling
You gotta get on up off of that bullshit,

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Verse 2
stop fighting that feeling
Dm 
Let me entertain you
And interphase you, with the new sound
Sound is the side and
the Phar is the cyde
And no matter who you are,
you know you can't hide
Not from the eyes of the sun
or the moon or the stars
No matter who you are
(Da- na- na- na)
Come in, and commence to the
sound of my drumming

Verse 3
Dm 
You gotta get on up off of that bullshit,
Am 
Dm 
stop fighting that feeling
You gotta get on up off of that bullshit,
Am 
stop fighting that feeling
Dm 
You gotta get on up off of that
Am 
Dm 
bullshit, stop fighting that feeling
You gotta get on up off of that bullshit,
Am 
stop fighting that feeling
Dm 
Time to go all

Verse 4
the way with it
Don't just sit there and stare
or play with it
Cause we're committed to
the seeds of the new breeds
The mothership of dreams where fiends
breast feed
Step through reality into reality
So surreal you'll feel you
Am 
Dm 
never knew reality
Am 
Dm 
Until it  stood still now
your far from a lie
Am 
When the truth tantalizes your
Dm 
eyes, see we already in the skies
Or outer space,
standing here on the face of this earth
Am 
To the state to the grid of my turf
Dm 
Where my mom gave birth
To all that she loves
Am 
Be it small to others, but yo,
it's bigger than love
Dm 
They did a cross examination
of it
But you can't duplicate the state of our
relations through translations
That's not the ticket
Breaking codes in Heiroglyphics
Trying to get down to the specifics

Verse 5
Dm 
You gotta get on up off of that bullshit,
Am 
Dm 
stop fighting that feeling
You gotta get on up off of that bullshit,
Am 
Dm 
stop fighting that feeling
You gotta get on up off of that bullshit,
Am 
Dm 
stop fighting that feeling
You gotta get on up off of that bullshit, stop
Am 
Dm 
fighting that feeling

Verse 6
Dm 
Yo, when money talks fools
are always checkin'
Depositing their two cents
Foolishly convinced,
blinded by their ignorance
That becomes a hindrance
for them to rise
When they going to recognize,
Am 
time waits for no man
A 
Dm 
When you going to stand and
Get up off of that bullshit,
Am 
Dm 
and stop fighting that feeling?

Verse 7
Dm 
Now let me change the topic just a bit
Am 
Talk about the ips with the fat
Dm 
ass and tits
Comin' to the club,
looking for a star
Am 
Ain't got ten dollars for a drink
Dm 
at the bar
Scoping around,
looking for the best dressed
Am 
Dm 
Smelling for the indo passing
Am 
up  the stress
Dm 
C#m 
Sniff sniff, yo, what does the ip smell?
Dm 
Am 
A brother like Suave with a
Dm 
pocket that swell
Action was thrown, the ip was blown
Next thing you know,
I had her at my home!
C#m 
Dm 
All   alone, object to get paid
A 
Only thing that happened
Dm 
was a ass got laid!
Now no ends and her ass was sprung
Used a little tongue,
but believe I'm well hung
So lesson well learned for all
you club hopping hoes
Am 
It ain't about the stardom and it
Dm 
ain't about the dough, so

Verse 8
Dm 
You gotta get on up off of that bullshit,
Am 
Dm 
stop fighting that feeling
You gotta get on up off of that bullshit,
stop fighting that feeling
Dm 
You gotta get on up off of that bullshit,
C#m 
Dm 
C#m 
Dm 
stop fighting that feeling
C#m 
Dm 
You gotta get   on up off of that bullshit,
C#m 
C#m 
stop fighting that feeling
Dm 