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Acorde de We The People.... - A Tribe Called Quest

Letra de We The People....

[Intro]

G#m D#m G#m B

E E Bb D#m

G#m



[Verse 1]

D#m D#m

Ah Ah



G#m G#m

We don't believe you 'cause we the people

D#m D#m

Are still here in the rear, ayo, we don't need you

E E

You in the killing-off-good-young-nigga mood

Cm E E E

When we get hungry we eat the same fucking food, the ramen noodle

E B E B E

Your simple voodoo is so maniacal, we're liable to pull a juju

B B B B

The irony is that this bad bitch in my lap

E E E E

She don't love me, she make money, she don't study that

G#m G#m G#m G#m

She gon' give it to me, ain't gon' tell me run it back

B B B B

She gon' take the brain to wetter plains, she spit on that

E E E E

The doors have signs with, don't try to rhyme with

B B B B

VH1 has a show that you can waste your time with

E E E E

Guilty pleasures take the edge off reality

B B B B

And for a salary I'd probably do that shit sporadically

E E E E

The OG Gucci boots are smitten with iguanas

B B B B

The IRS piranha see a nigga gettin' commas

E E E E

Niggas in the hood living in a fishbowl

D D D D

Gentrify here, now it's not a shit hole

E E E E

Trendsetter, I know, my shit's cold

G#m G#m G#m G#m

Ain't settling because I ain't so bold



[Hook]

C#m C#m C#m C#m G#m G#m G#m G#m G#m

but ay, All you Black folks, you must go

E E E E G#m G#m G#m G#m G#m

All you Mexicans, you must go

E E E E G#m G#m G#m G#m G#m

And all you poor folks, you must go

E E E E D D D D

Muslims and gays, boy, we hate your ways

C#m G#m G#m G#m

So all you bad folks, you must go

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[Bridge]

E E E E E

The fog and the smog of news media that logs

E E D D

False narratives of Gods that came up against the odds

D Cm Cm Cm

We're not just nigga rappers with the bars

D#m D#m G#m G#m

It's kismet that we're cosmic with the stars



[Verse 2]

E E E E

You bastards overlooking street art

G#m G#m G#m G#m

Better yet, street smarts but you keep us off the charts

E E E E

So motherfuck your numbers and your statisticians

D D D D

Fuck y'all know about true competition?

Bb Bb Bb Bb

That's like a AL pitcher on deck talking about he hittin'

D D D D

The only one who's hitting are the ones that's currently spittin'

E E E E

We got your missy smitten rubbing on her little kitten

G#m G#m G#m G#m

Dreaming of a world that's equal for women with no division

E E E E

Boy, I tell you that's vision

G#m G#m G#m G#m

Like Tony Romo when he hitting Witten

E E E E

The Tribe be the best in they division

D D D D

Shaheed Muhammad cut it with precision

E E E E

Who can come back years later, still hit the shot?

D D D D

Still them tryna move we off the fucking block

E E

Babylon, bloodclaat

G#m G#m G#m G#m

Two pon yuh headtop



[Hook]

E E Gm

All you Black folks, you must go

E E E G#m

All you Mexicans, you must go

E E E G#m

And all you poor folks, you must go

E E D D

Muslims and gays, boy, we hate your ways

C#m Cm

SSo all you bad folks, you must go

Cm

(Air raid siren 30 beats)

Letra subida por: Anónimo

Discos en los que aparece este acorde: We Got It From Here's: Thank You 4 Your Service

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