Intro (Shaolin Finger Jab) / Chamber Music chords and lyrics - WU-TANG CLAN

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[Intro 1]
[G][Em][C][G]
[A]
[G][A][G]
[A][G]
[F][G]
[Cm]
[G][C][Cm][G]
[Cm][G][C][Cm][G]
[Cm]

[Verse 1]
[Cm]Yo
[G](Uh[G]
huh)

[Verse 2]
[G]Yeah, (ay yo), yeah
Chamber Mu[F]sic,
[G]fuckin' the party up in (yo)
[G]Come
[G]on! You
know what it is
(Thou must bust shots all the time,
kid)
(Eh yo, eh yo, eh yo) We're [Bbm]back!

[Verse 3]
Peep the [G]jump off, ain't nothin sweet,
get dumped off
Frontin' like you won't get
deaded and bumped off
Drastic son, master guns that'll
run up in plastic ones
And then go, crash in the slums
One tight army,
few good men that'll rep
Invade you strongly,
Prince of Wales swimmin' on feet
Props'll sell, all yellow L's,
cops sleepin' on nails
Niggas get [Bbm]realer than [G]real, yo
Flash the brown, last time was crowned
All navy Woolridge, Wu kicks,
movin' them pounds, yo
Last on niggas,
[C]great ad [G]ventures of my niggas
And [C]Castro pictures,
sendin' a [G]rash out the kitchens
Like the wind, invite the grin,
watch niggas rewrite the trend
Wu niggas did it again, yo
Unhighly, octane, die- cast metal frame
Lame, let another man with heat
[Bb]handle beef

[Verse 4]
Chamber Mu[G]sic,
fuckin' the party up in
Chamber Music, fuckin' the party up in

[Verse 5]
[G]Yo, spark the intro, relevant info
Load up the keyboard, 105 tempo
Most heated battles,
I've blasted MCs
Some said that the bullets
flew by like angry bees
Wu entered on the level where
we would wait and listen
While one flashed metal,
eight calculate po[Bb]sition
[G]The world snapped,
once we combined our rap
Drastic measures,
priceless treasures on Nap'
Our swords swing,
windchill Mount Aerie
Native plant standin' on
the tall- grass prairie
Snares and kicks, off the [F]project [G]bricks
It's no act the producer played the
role with drumsticks
The warning came unnoticed
It's like the shot on the
dock of the bay
That slayed Otis, the Nine- Lotus
Each one adjust to his own
environment
Formulate this great LP,
a hundred rounds spent
Niggas bent on the fruitless
search for nourishment
They long for this proper guidance,

[Verse 6]
encouragement
[Cm]Chamber Mu[G]sic,
fuckin' [C]the party [Cm]up i[G]n
Chamber Music, fuckin' the party up in

[Verse 7]
It be [G]the Lost Tribe,
7 days locked in the dungeon
Foamin' at the mouth,
mad dog in this production
The uncontrolled substance got
me spittin' up bars disgustin'
The last tempta[F]tion of the
[G]son of David Ruffin
Hold my mic sideways
when bustin
On Judgement Day runnin' through
Hell, yellin' and cussin'
At MC's in my circumference,
y'all niggas hand cuffin'
These hoes and ain't read them
they rights or nothin'
Keep lustin',
yeah and I'ma a keep hustlin'
With Chamber Music fuckin'
[G]the party up in
You know me, [F#]everytime you [G]kiss
that ho you blow me
You blow trial trin to walk a mile
in my Sauconys

[Verse 8]
Chamber Music, fuckin' the party up in
[G]
Chamber Music,
fuckin' [G]the party up in
[Bbm]

[Verse 9]
[Bm]
We [G]just touched down,
Wu shuttle, private jet
Stepped off the [G]plane, the world wept
Roll with the Witty Unpredictable
Talent All Natural,
rock with the Beatles of hip- hop
Mathematical imperial manifestation
of greatness
Make wiz's scream [G]and shout at the top
[G]of their breath of life essence
Captured on tape is pre[Bbm]cious
Bless mic [G]pure deafness,
awaken from you sleep mistake
When the God bring rain, hail,
snow to the earthquake

[Verse 10]
Chamber Music fuckin
the party up- in
Chamber Mu[G]sic fuckin

[Verse 11]
the party up- in
[F#]You've [G]been busy
Our respects [G]to[Bbm][G]
You've been busy here, our respects to,

[Outro 1]
you've been busy
[G]