Place Called Hip Hop chords by LPG
Verse 1
Who am
Am
I? I'm a worm, not a man,
despised by my own people and hated by all.
Em
That's who I am.
Am
F
Am
Yeah, I think it's about that time that we take
Em
them to that place where we came from, you know?
Am
F
The place where music is the voice.
Am
Em
That's true, man. I think it's about that time too,
Am
you know what I'm saying?
F
Am
It's like, they ready.
C
Been through it.
Am
Em
Am
F
They ready.
C
F
Em
A place of dwelling where existence
Am
depends upon expression
F
The atmosphere where artistry
C
and viewpoints collide
F
Em
Where beats and eardrums collaborate
Am
F
Then demonstrate a harmonic
vocal blend with no color guides
C
F
Em
Am
Em
If there's a skirmish that's handled in the mental,
not physically
Am
F
Strategic target then fired
with linguistic weaponry
C
F
Em
The place to be,
Am
Em
the area where freestyle dominates
Am
F
Which creates a massive style change
C
F
that'll rearrange your mind state
Am
Em
Where breakdowns don't ever
Am
Em
need to be fixed
Am
F
And stolen pieces thrown together
C
does not mean you're in the mix
Em
Am
You wonder how it is to be,
Em
Am
simultaneously
F
Interacted with the boom bap
and the rap constantly
Em
Am
Em
Well I personally had no
Am
choice but to come out back
F
Cause every time I turn around
C
I collect a pound
F
Em
Am
Cause in this place they have a
Em
Am
true understanding of hip hop
F
So everyone is able to pick
C
up on what I drop
F
Em
Talkin' bout a place called
Hip
Am
Hop
F
Am
Now what about that place called
Hip
Hop
F
Em
I never seen you in that place called
Hip
Hop
Am
F
Am
So the lies that you speak need to stop
C
Em
Talkin' bout a place called
Hip
Am
Hop
F
Am
Now what about that place called
Hip
Hop
F
Em
I never seen you in that
place called hip -hop
Am
F
So the lies that you
Am
speak need to stop
C
F
C
Now I've been down since
Am
Leather
Straps and
Spikes
Or
Porn
The
C
Next when bikes was
Am
BMX
We'd track to dance the breaks
My heart would beat a mile a minute
When
Freakazoid was played
C
Am
You focused on the circle cause I was in it
F
Am
The street animal was
mechanical with the poppin'
A deacon of tweakin' body
My hymnal was ain't no stoppin'
So how you want's to play it?
Let's swing it to a battle oak
The youngins from
West
Coast say
Let's bring it to
Shadow
Oak
Em
Am
Em
Boombox in hand on me shoulder
Am
though it was achin'
F
Rollin' like a boulder to see who's
C
name would be taken
F
Em
Am
Em
Never had to rename no
Am
F
crew for somethin' like that
My boys had every type of
C
windmill down pat, hey
F
Em
And I could dish a flare that
Am
would force you to share a curse
F
But around that time I
C
decided to kick a verse
F
Em
Am
See when breakin' died down
Em
Am
and I became less coordinated
F
I would drown inside a beatbox for
C
rhymes to be formulated
F
Em
Am
And little did I know I
was a natural prodigy
F
On a tiny boat alone in the
sea of vocabulary
C
F
Em
Am
Em
Eventually I turned the tide
Am
to master what I'd catch
F
And soon I'd have an act to
C
fetch at once a batch of raps
F
Em
talking about a place gone,
Am
F
Am
now what about that place gone?
F
Em
I never seen you in that place gone,
Am
F
Am
so the lies that you speak need to stop
C
Em
I'm talking about a place gone,
Am
F
Am
now what about that place gone?
F
Em
I never seen you in that place gone,
Am
so the lies that you speak need to stop
C
Em
Am
Em
Now cool water colloquialisms,
F
C
splash the face of opponents like acid
F
C
F
Corrosive to body components,
Em
Am
Em
Am
Em
in zones where microphones are the nucleus
F
and ghetto kids seek for the
radius to be true emcees
Em
Am
Em
These sites are highly delectable
F
upon the pupils first hand
I've seen that in a land called
C
Pomona
F
Em
Am
Em
Yet many claim the same origin
They're trapped in virgin ears
F
Can't hear the phonographic
C
F
images we speak of
C
Am
The streets are pegged with beats
Em
Am
And there are airs of kicks and snares
Em
F
Reality is formality and
the rules for living here
C
Em
But if you're versatile,
you're fertile
Therefore your music produces
Am
F
And it's not about the one you collect
C
Em
But about respect in human circles
Am
Em
All signs of rhymes
There's no clocks here
C
F
But I guarantee you ask anybody
C
F
Em
They'll know the time to enter
Dudes must be paid and fooled,
Am
that's the thing
F
An d now that hip -hop has found
C
Em
Jesus, it's a better place to be
Am
F
Am
F
Em
Am
F
Am
C
Em
Talkin' bout a place called hip -hop
Am
F
Am
Now what about that place called hip -hop?
Em
I never seen you in that
place called hip -hop
Am
F
Am
So the lies that you speak need to stop
C
Em
Talkin' bout a
place called hip -hop
Am
F
Am
Now what about that place called hip -hop I
F
Em
never see you in that place called hip -hop
Am
So the lies that you speak need to stop
Place Called Hip Hop
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