Check The Technique chords and lyrics - GANG STARR

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[Intro 1]
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[Verse 1]
You puny [F]protozoa,
[C]you're so minute you didn't know the
Gang has been [F]watchin but in
[C]stead of just squashin you
I'm scoopin you up out of
the muck you wallow in
Like a chief chemist,
other scientists are [F]followin
Plannin [C]to examine you, on
a petrie dish
Sticking [F]you and frickin you,
[C]just a t[F]een[C]ie bit
[F]I'm cle[C]ver, with science, but nev[F]er relyin
[Eb]On false words[F] from cowards
who forever be tryin
[C]Insistin they com[F]e off,
I let 'em get some off
Then come back wit drum tracks,
their ears could get numb [C]off
Blockbustin, like makin [Dm]love,
i'll never [Eb]stop thrustin
Into your [F]system, so just listen
I'm like a [C]neurosurgeon, operatin
wit a purer version
I write pre[F]scrip[C]tions,
of words that fit [F]in
The [C]thought gets prescribed,
as I kick it [F]live
Cause it's more that a style,
[Eb]it's concept[F]ual genius
My effect on the scene is,
to project that [C]I mean this
You deadbeat,
[F]wait until[C] you[F] see my next feat
[C]I get respect for the rep when I speak
[F]Check [Eb]the[F][C]
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[Eb]tech[F]niqu[Eb]e[F]

[Verse 2]
I'm rushin [F]you like a defensive
en[C]d as I recommend
That you com[F]pre[C]hend,
I could stomp you [F]in
A battle, contest, [C]or war, what will oc[F]cur
Will be [C]the forfeit[F] ure,
of your immature
Insec[C]ure for [F]sure, meek,
weak visions of grandeur
[Eb]To rudel[C]y awak[Eb]en you,
[C]and[F] then'll be breakin you
Taxin without askin and
trackin and snakin you
Makin you succumb to
the drums [C]of gangstarr
By far [F]we are, truly gifted ones son
But [C]if you [F]were to speculate
or estimate us losin
You'll be [C]dyin,
tryin to [F]face the fate of your delusions
Cause [C]miscalcula[Eb]tion,
[C]is all you're statin
So [F]i'm [C]chumpin, puntin punk
s just like footballs
Cause [F]I want to put y'all,
back in the messhall
To clean up the slop,
[C]and stop all the bullcrap
Your [F]rap's crazy wack,
so don't try [C]to [F]pull that
You're lackin the vernacular,
i'm slappin ya and cappin ya
And closin your jaw,
cause you can't mess with gangstarr
The guru and premier always dope
with the blessed beats
[C]Dance [F]your ass off hobbes,
[C]check[Dm][Eb]
[F]the technique

[Interlude 1]
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[Verse 3]
[Eb]"Bon voyage",
[C]"sayanora", "arriva derci"
Your ass gets busted doodoo mustard,
you [F]tried to [C]work me
You irked me - be[F]cause
you copy and [C]falsify
An[Eb]d I don't care how many [C]step up,
cause you all can try
[F]To wish and[C] fish for a style,
here's a fishin rod
These rhymes are hittin hard,
[F]constantly i'm gettin large
[C]Inevitably, I readily kick a slew
[F]Of lyrics so [C]deep, s[F]o don't sleep,
but just peep me
Puttin methods on re[C]cords and spinning for
[F]each [Eb]milli[F]second
[Eb]33 rpm's displays the art of men
And [C]as my [Eb]rhym[C]in b[Dm]uilds you
see my [F]time [Eb]it's [F]chill
[Eb]And then I look [F]upon weak ones
I'm teachin each one so
they become redone
Essays are relayed to twist you
up like french braids
Or tied up like corn braids,
cause I got a strong way
Force [Eb]like police raids to [F]never be delayed
I [C]once was the least paid but
[Dm]I made the grade
[F]Cause this ain't a s[Eb]lave sale and
[F]I ain't the same stale
[C]Rapper, no, i'm not [F]a phony
[Eb]microphonist wit no blaster
No type of [F]real appeal or real [C]- talent
And it makes me violent man
[Cm]To s[F]ee all of these peewee
bee mc wannabees
Mak[C]in g's for some dumb companies
[F]And lots of mon[Eb]ey but no ide[F]a
what is rap and what is [C]dope
So check out what [F]the guru wrote
Cause I will prevail,
[Eb]give you tales[F] as I unveil
Have [C]enough braincells so
[F]I can stay paid well
[Eb]Now i'm [F]in the driver's se[Eb]at,[F]
and rockin the liver beats
[C]Bouncin and boomin and blastin
you to the next seat
[F]Shiek and unique with lots of kick like a [C]cleat
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Check [F]the[Eb][F][Eb][F][C]
[F]technique[Eb]

[Outro 1]
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