Аккорды Everlast - Get Down

[Intro]

    Em                        G           F#m      D
Get down, get down, get down, get down
    Em                        G           F#m      D
Get down, get down, get down, get down
    Em                        G           F#m      D
Get down, get down, get down, get down
    Em                        G           F#m      D
Get down, get down, get down, get down

[Verse]

      Em                    G
I see everybody rockin' the same old style
    Em                      G
And everyone's sportin' the same profile
    Em                       G
And all of y'all wearin' the same name brands
       Em                D
I hear everybody jackin' these played out jams
        Em                      F#
I won't reach for no gun, punk, I use my hands
       E
I rock nikes and roll bikes
                D             Em
I cross foreign lands, I made my bones out in zones
G
Where the twilight be
    Em
And every time I touch a mic
     E
It's Fright Night Part Three
Em                      G
For every MC that wanna test and try
        Em
In your custom made wears
G
Thinkin' you too fly
       Em
Makin' up in gold chains
     G
What you're lackin' for brains
     Em
It's time to call your ma, Duke, Scoop up your remains
Em                      G
And finally lay to rest all the shit you stressed
Em                       G
Of boastin' and braggin' about the toes you taggin'
Em                       G
I'm knock knock knockin' on heaven's door
            Em
While every rapper that you simmed
E
Is pimped like a whore
        Em
You see your talk is eighteen
      G
Three quarters past four
          Em
When your doctor slaps my ass
     D
Hear the lion roar
Em
The record sales soared
    G
And the world got toured
        Em
You say what happened to my band
      E
I say I just got bored
    Em
Now they call me Whitey Ford
G
And I say praise the Lord
     Em
Find me breakin' up your crews
         D
Catch me singin' the blues
Em                         G
Strummin' and pickin' like I'm BB King
     Em
It's Abdul Rakim
          E               Em
Now watch me do my thing

[Chorus]

     D         F#m       D      Em
Down down, you go
     G        F#m        D      Em
Down down, so low
     G     F#m          D
Down down, till you hit the floor
Em           G          F#m                D
Keep fallin' down, till you can't get down no more

[Bridge]

    Em                  G
Get down, get down, get down, get down
    Em                  E
Get down, get down, get down, get down
    Em                  G
Get down, get down, get down, get down
Em
Get down, get down, get down, get down

[Verse]

       Em
You go point blank range
     G
With the scope he's knockin'
Em
The Psycho might change
    D
But there ain't no stoppin'
Em
The moon's on the rise
G
When the sun start droppin'
Em                     G
And y'all need to quit the bullshit you poppin'
Em                          G
Cause I've been hip hoppin' since BDP
     Em
Rock the P it's free
     G
It's Abdul Rakim
         Em
And when referring to me
         G
You best respect the name
     Em
Make a quick double take
           E
And double check your game
      Em
Cause you about to get dissed
G
I'm checkin' my list
     Em
When I check it over twice
     G                D
It's like rollin' the dice
Em                      G
I hit four-five-six I'm all up in your mix
Em
I rock good from Hollywood
E
To the City of Bricks
Em                      G
And all these fake cats scream they're keepin' it real
      Em
While you're makin' your deal
      D
We'll be breakin' the seal
Em
You be breakin' your vows
            G
Like people worshippin' cows
Em
And then I hit ya with the who's, what's, where's and how's
Em
Like Vinny Barbarino
G
Matt Gachino
Em
I'm with my man Rino
     E
With the Brooklyn Lordz
Em                  G
Crashin' the boards with my soul in a hole
       Em
I take it back to the future
     E
From the days of old
Em
I'm too cold to hold
G
Too hot not to burn ya
Em                                D
Don't stick your nose in business that don't concern ya
Em
Might have to trip
G
And flip like Ike Turner
Em                                                       Em
You too old for schoolin', boy, when I'm gonna learn ya (get dow)

[Chorus]

     G         F#m      D    Em
Down down, you go
     G        F#m       D    Em
Down down, so low
     G     F#m          D
Down down, till you hit the floor
Em           G          F#m                D
Keep fallin' down, till you can't get down no more

[Outro]

    Em                  G
Get down, get down, get down, get down
    Em                  G
Get down, get down, get down, get down
    E                   G
Get down, get down, get down, get down
Em
Get down, get down, get down, get down
    Em                  G
Get down, get down, get down, get down
    F#m                 D               E   G
Get down, get down, get down, get down
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