Chocolate Supa Highway chords by Michael Franti & Spearhead

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Intro 1

Verse 1
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Rock rock y'all Spearheads comes alive
on the eve of 2 triple O
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no jive we be survivin'
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singin' praises to jah
every time we throw down and every
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time we puff La
Haaaaa!!! well you can roll my way
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on the chocolate supa highway!!!

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Verse 2
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Late last year
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some of ya mighta had fear,
that the Spearhead crew
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would never be back through your way,
no way
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we naw go out like that,
becaouse we livin' for the riddim
and the funk is always fat so
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we bring fat beats like a gift for Xmas
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I'll make you testify just
like an O.J Simpson witness
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our sound is so alarming like killer
bees people all be swarming
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so like the price is right come on down,
make a little wish
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but excuse me while I light my
spliff and make some noise
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if you think the herbs   a gift.
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Hoooo!!

Interlude 1

Verse 3
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(Chorus) Check
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it I'm descending
back into this record
the heavy breathing funky rhyme
paramedic
shootin' funky venom from my
sharp teeth injectors
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not vex ya but yes to resurrect ya
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'cause I   can't stand the pain
outside my window
why ya think so many
smokin' indo blunts
sippin' gin and juice for confidence
blowin' more la than Jackie
Chan be doin' stunts
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the Buddah elevates the
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stress off the chest
but could never elevate boot
off the ghetto necks
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flex like flash when they
try to pull me under
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but like the lightnin' I'll be there before the thunder
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Interlude 2
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Verse 4
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Yes I remember the time in Oklahoma
you tried to blame an Arab
but the whitey was the bomber
you be jumpin' to conclusions
I think you spent your whole life
watchin' cable in seclusion
illusions 'bout what's
outside your door
one nigga two nigga three nigga four
robbing every house and every liquor store
run for your life we marchin'
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one million more
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Plowing the fields like some natty
dread farmers
you can roll your own
in September from our harvest
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big up yourself... when life comes
gets the hardest
Spearheads comin' straight
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from the cartridge

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