St Chroma Tyler, The Creator

St Chroma

Tyler, The Creator

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0:00 3:04
Accordage Standard (E A D G B E)
Signature rythmique 4/4
Tonalité: C#m
Capo:
Sans capo

Paroles

[Intro]
C#5
   Chromakopia, Chromakopia
Chromakopia, Chromakopia
Chromakopia, Chromakopia
Chromakopia, Chromakopia
      C#5
Chromako 

[Verse 1]
Calm down, sit still,
that's one mil' for each wheel
Top down, big deal,
how the fuck he do that?
What the fuck I look like? Get the fuck up out him way
Hawthorne is where him from,
                         C#m
another planet where him stay
Fifteen cash for that new fort,
                     D/E
I had guap since nineteen
I popped out like chiching,
                      A
I think I'm a goddamn fiend
Really ballin' in this bitch,
                        G#m7
I'm the hardest in this bitch
                     Bm
Give a fuck about no bark,
                            C#m
I'm chasin' dogs up in this bitch
El Segundo felt like colosseum
D/E
P  said I could do it too, and boy,
did I believe him
  A
I built a path of freedom 'cause them words that he said
       G#m7                         Bm
Give a fuck about tradition, stop impressin' the dead,
ah
C#m
   I'm gon' make it out,
promise I'm gon' make it out
D/E
Mama, I'm gon' make it out, pussy,
I'm gon' make it out
A
I ain't never had a doubt inside me
              G#m7
And if I ever told you that I did,
            Bm
I'm fuckin' lyin'
                 C#m
Can you feel the light inside?

[Chorus]
                  D/E
Can you feel that fire?
A     G#m7
Fire, fire
Bm                 C#m
  Can you feel the light inside?
                  D/E
Can you feel that fire?
A     G#m7 Bm
Fire, fire

[Break]
C#5
   Chromakopia, Chromakopia
Chromakopia, Chromakopia

[Verse 2]
Okay,
C#m
I  am just a box with the light of thunder in me
D/E
Gratitude sit under the hubris that's on my sleeve
A
Mama said I'm mhm, special, I was mhm
G#m7                             Bm
Blow shit up at home back in Chromakopia,
mhm
C#m
I  don't, like the,
way that this is lookin'
D/E
Mirror got me thinkin' about my bookend
A
I just need this time to myself to figure me outout
G#m7                          Bm
Do  I keep the light on or do I gracefully bow out?

[Bridge]
    C#m
You see me, bro
D/E A G#m7
Bm                 C#m
  Can you feel the light inside?

[Chorus]
                  D/E
Can you feel that fire?
A     G#m7
Fire, fire
Bm                 C#m
  Can you feel the light inside?
                  E
Can you feel that fire?

Mesures

[Intro]
| C#5 | -   | - | - |
| -   | -   | - | - |
| -   | -   | - | - |
| -   | -   | - | - |
| -   | C#5 | - | - |
| -   | -   | - | - |
| -   |

Chromakopia, Chromakopia
Chromakopia, Chromakopia
Chromakopia, Chromakopia
Chromakopia, Chromakopia
Chromako

[Verse 1]
     | C#m | - | D/E  |
| -  | A   | - | G#m7 |
| Bm | C#m | - | D/E  |
| -  | A   | - | G#m7 |
| Bm | C#m | - | D/E  |
| -  | A   | - | G#m7 |
| Bm | C#m | - |

Calm down, sit still,
that's one mil' for each wheel
Top down, big deal,
how the fuck he do that?
What the fuck I look like? Get the fuck up out him way
Hawthorne is where him from,
another planet where him stay
Fifteen cash for that new fort,
I had guap since nineteen
I popped out like chiching,
I think I'm a goddamn fiend
Really ballin' in this bitch,
I'm the hardest in this bitch
Give a fuck about no bark,
I'm chasin' dogs up in this bitch
El Segundo felt like colosseum
P  said I could do it too, and boy,
did I believe him
I built a path of freedom 'cause them words that he said
Give a fuck about tradition, stop impressin' the dead,
ah
I'm gon' make it out,
promise I'm gon' make it out
Mama, I'm gon' make it out, pussy,
I'm gon' make it out
I ain't never had a doubt inside me
And if I ever told you that I did,
I'm fuckin' lyin'
Can you feel the light inside?

[Chorus]
               | D/E  |
| -  | A   | - | G#m7 |
| Bm | C#m | - | D/E  |
| -  | A   | - | G#m7 |
| Bm |

Can you feel that fire?
Fire, fire
Can you feel the light inside?
Can you feel that fire?
Fire, fire

[Break]
    | C#5 | - | - |
| - | -   | - | - |
| - | -   | - | - |
| - | -   | - | - |
| - |

Chromakopia, Chromakopia
Chromakopia, Chromakopia

[Verse 2]
     | C#m | - | D/E  |
| -  | A   | - | G#m7 |
| Bm | C#m | - | D/E  |
| -  | A   | - | G#m7 |
| Bm |

Okay,
I  am just a box with the light of thunder in me
Gratitude sit under the hubris that's on my sleeve
Mama said I'm mhm, special, I was mhm
Blow shit up at home back in Chromakopia,
mhm
I  don't, like the,
way that this is lookin'
Mirror got me thinkin' about my bookend
I just need this time to myself to figure me outout
Do  I keep the light on or do I gracefully bow out?

[Bridge]
     | C#m | - | D/E  |
| -  | A   | - | G#m7 |
| Bm | C#m | - |

You see me, bro
Can you feel the light inside?

[Chorus]
               | D/E  |
| -  | A   | - | G#m7 |
| Bm | C#m | - | E    |

Can you feel that fire?
Fire, fire
Can you feel the light inside?
Can you feel that fire?

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