Lewis And Clark (Instrumental) Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[Am][B]
[A]Uh,[Am] Fairbanks,
Alaska, Omaha, Nebraska,
[C]Ban[B]gor, Mai[A]ne, Gra[Am]nd Rapids, Little Rock, Amarillo,
[B]New Haven, [Am]Dewey Beach, Delaware, Orlando,
but right now we in [B]Southern Cali
and we just
[A]With the clique, just another day
[Am]Drinking my cup [A]and I'm feel[B]ing okay
Just killed [A]a 30 pack,
got another on the [Am]way
Got the homie Chevro[A]let,
full of [B]Tecate L [A].A. to T .J.,
we do this all day
Getting paid for the stupid
ass shit that we say
[B]We the [A]illest motherfuckers
while your crew is submerged
Big wax, bitch we [Dm]Lewis and Clark
[B]Ah, you[A] heard the rumor probably
That I sold my [Am]human body
[A]to the Illu[B]minati
And now they use it to copy
my [A]brainwave patterns
I'm the master of a [Am]stupid
hobby called rapping
I'll [A]prove it probably
[B]when I'm right about it
[A]I'll have my first hit
[Am]when the world's in a no
-longer -using [B]-oil stage
The [A]soundtrack of apocalypse
lookin' back from [Am]the rocket ships
Thinkin' I'm glad I've gotten
[B]rich in the nick of time
[A]Intense imagination, readin' [Am]places
Your basic complacent mind
[B]can't relate with out[A]side
The matrix outline my face with chalk
[Am]We already dead, w[B]here y 'all?
Steadily tread,
[Am]you walk on the [A]path of immortal
But [Am]me and Herbal Tea,
we are [B]practically orbital
[A]Trash a re[Am]cordable device
and all its content
Nobody feelin' that [B]nonsense
I got the [A]feelin' that [B]Colum
bus must've fell
when he [Dm]reached the shore
[A]Vasco de [B]Gamarama,
I'm a conquistador
[F]Venturin' [A]the territory no
one's ever seen before
Rap El Dorado,
let the [B]bottle of [A]tequila pour
[Am]Le gendary Lena Horne,
[A]status for my clique
Y [Am]more like the Kat[A]rina Storm,
[B]tragic as shit
Been [A]doin' it since the doc
pulled us out
[Am]by Caesarian birth
It won't stop till I'm [B]buried
in earth, I'm sayin'
[A]The flow's so nic[B]e, it's got gre[A]at karma
[Am]L -O[A] -A chop the[B] beat
like a steak shwarma
[A]Great like Parma,
John Cheese [Am]on your marinara spaghetti
Rippin' [B]Maryland steady,
people [Am]preparin' con[A]fetti
Girls wearin' it ready,
comparin' [Am]to Betty Greybull in Maryland we[B]arin' a teddy
We up [A]in the Seren[Am]geti
with a [A]pair of machetes
[Am]Up in the bu[A]sh with the bush
mother[B]fuckers ain't ready
We ain't new to this, knowin' this
We've been doin' this,
doin' this since the uterus
People been askin', who is this,
who is this?
It's the crew with the fluidness
of the numerous influences
Gettin' lewd off the fusion
of music
Producin' the stupidness
of you and this
Ludicrous is the group
where the two of us is elusive
It's too deficient a pool that is fluidless
Or a brain tumor that's humorous
Or a steward[C]ess who is just
[B]fluent from humor
We're using the roof,
it was two minutes, please
Please prepare for [Am]takeoff[C]
[B][Am]
[B][Am]
[B][Am]
[B]
[Am]With your click, just another day
Drinking my cup and I'm feeling okay
Just killed a 30 -pack,
got another on the way
Got the holy Chevrolet full of
Tecate [Am]L .A. to D .J.
We do this all day
Gettin' paid for the stupid
-ass shit that we say
We the illest motherfuckers
while you're crewin' some work
Just spit wax and see
Bitch, we Lewis and Clark