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Stereotype chords by Myself

  • C

  • Bm

    2
  • G

  • Cm

    3
  • Bb

  • F#

    2
  • Am

  • F

  • Eb

    6
  • Em

Verse 1
C
Bm
G
C
Cm
Get up. Get up.
C
G
C
Bm
Get up.
C
Bm
C
Come on, get up, stand up,
Bm
throw your damn hands up.
Bb
Most of y 'all can't
C
Bb
cause you're still stuck in handcuffs.
G
Caspi, I can fake you
C
G
like your middle name is Dandruff.
Bm
I've been at MC
G
C
since Elvis walked in with a panther.
Bm
Bb
Wallflowers play the broom
C
Bb
like Bob Dylan's son.
Bm
Bb
F#
Bb
Get your ass on the floor
and put away your guns.
G
Bm
G
You tryna be so hard,
C
G
we tryna have some fun.
Bm
If I need backup,
G
Bm
Chuck the Uzi weighs a ton
G
Bm
Bb
How much it's gonna take
C
Bb
for me to move you
For you to dance
C
to another show's been cancelled
Bb
G
Like the monkey balls,
C
G
I know how to handle
Bm
C
Bm
Myself in public, here's a sample
Bb
C
From Fela Kuti, we've taken the gamble
Bm
Bb
C
Bb
C
Bm
Big shoes to fill, even up in sandals
Bb
God made me funky an
Bm
d I'm proud to say
G
Give it up and turn it loose,
C
Bm
let's find a way
Bb
Come on, get up , stand up,
C
throw your damn hands up
Moussaka breaks it down,
Bb
then he builds it back up
Move your body like a dancer
G
Bm
might be your last chance
If we don't take a stand
Bb
Bm
then we might as well fall
C
Bb
So get your ass up off the wall, c'mon
Cm
Bb
C
STAND
Bb
Bm
C
UP !
Bb
C
G
C
I can rhyme acapella
like an ancient storyteller
Whatever happened to
salt and pepper
Bm
and Spinderella?
C
Give me the mic
Am
Bb
and the house is like Mardi Gras
C
G
With a cadence like Big Daddy,
Bm
some call it raw
Bb
Bm
Eccentric, eclectic, if I was elected
Bb
G
When it comes to my craft like macaroni
Bm
I per fected a style like no other
G
Bm
Smile like my mother give up and go wild
C
G
Bm
like when you do for Usher
Bb
Fronting on my lyrics man I had enough of,
just about as much of,
Bm
black people who suffer
G
Time and time again
Bm
more like nine out of ten,
G
Bb
we only wanna dance,
C
Bm
when we up in the trance
G
C
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on,
G
C
Bm
C
G
C
Bm
Cm
G
C
come on, come come on
Bb
FIGURES
C
Bb
Come on, get up, stand up,
throw your damn hands up
Most of y 'all can't
cause we still stuck in handcuffs
G
Bb
Like a last call for alcohol,
fast breaking basketball
It might take forever cause I'm
G
Bm
C
tired of asking y 'all
Get up, stand up,
throw your damn hands up
F
Usaka breaks it down
Bb
F
C
Bb
then he builds it back up
Move your body like a dancer
G
Bm
might be your last chance
And if we don't take the stand
Bb
Bm
then we might as well fall
G
C
Bb
So get your ass up off the
Bm
Bb
Bm
Bb
wall, come on
Bb
C
Bb
Come on, get up, stand up,
C
Bb
Bm
throw your damn hands up
G
C
Moussaka breaks it down,
Bb
then he builds it back up
Move your body like a dancer,
might be your last chance
Bm
Bb
But if we don't take a stand,
Bb
Bm
then we might as well fall
G
Eb
And get your ass up off the wall,
G
come on
Bb
Eb
Get up, stand up , get up, stand up
Eb
Don't get damn hands up
Bm
G
Don't get damn hands up
Outro 1
Em
G
Eb
Bb
C
Bb
Eb
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