Skills (Clean Version) chords and lyrics - GANG STARR

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[Verse 1]
[Dm]Skills, skills, [Em]skills[Am][Dm][Em]
[Am][Dm][Em]
"My Microphone"
[Am]"It's Skills"- KRS O[Dm]ne
"The funky beat"
[Am]"It's [Dm]skills"- KRS One
(Skills) Top rank [Em]point blank we vital

[Verse 2]
[Em]
Spit flows [Am]rip shows peep
the re[Dm]cital
(Skills) Now,
you [Em]feel it when we drop those
Hot beats stop [Am]phoes killin shit
we got [Dm]those
(Skills) It's,
the [Em]music that the street love
Each thug, is now [Am]reppin this
[Dm]with deep love
(Skills) Gang [Em]Starr
duelin again rulin again
Watch as we [Am]do it again

[Verse 3]
It's [Dm]the, true enliven with
a youthful vengeance
[Em]And I'm a judge rap is your ass[Dm]
give you a crucial sentence
You need at least twelve
[Em]jewels to practice
Your too enthusiastic [Am]male groupie bastard
[Dm]Still tryin to convinc[Em]e
us some more
Pretendin your raw that's what
you need a [Am]minister for
Again [Dm]it's the law got
you up [Em]against the wall
We [Dm]the gulliest fuck it then
[Am]it's us against why'all
Mic [Dm]skills type grills like
[Em]I'm Michael Jill
Like when he write [Am]for the pill
is how I stay for the [Dm]ill
Slide off kid,
and let a [Em]grown man finesse it
We bold and impressive
that [Am]old manifest shit
[Dm]Some new product from
a [Em]known team
Niggas know me,
and you can [Am]bet [Dm]they know Preme
So here we go for your [Em]stereo
And you could tell that it's real when you
[Am]hear me go hear [Dm]me go
(Skills) Top rank [Em]point blank we vital

[Verse 4]
[Em]
Spit flows rip shows [Am]peep
the re[Dm]cital
(Skills) Now,
you [Em]feel it when we drop those
Hot beats [Am]stop phoes killin shit
we got [Dm]those
(Skills) It's,
the [Em]music that the street love
Each [Am]thug, is now reppin this
with deep [Dm]love
(Skills) Gang [Em]Starr
duelin again rulin again
[Dm]Watch as we do it again

[Verse 5]
You little [Dm]suckers know better, I [Em]go head up
If your man left the joint in the [Am]whip
then tell [Dm]him go get it
We hold it down like a [Em]holy crown
Fools actin like they know
me throw [Am]me phoney pounds
Fuck [Dm]that I'm sittin back
like an [Em]ar istocrat
Shell shocked chief assassin with
[Am]a whole fuckin [Dm]list of cats
Thought you was on the [Em]case but
you missed the fact
[Dm]The bitch talkin this and that [Am]I'm
a make it simple [Dm]jack
I doubled up and tripled [Em]that,
soldiers where your pistols at?
[Am]Life wrong move lose the gift of that
[Dm]Why they callin us the most [Em]consistent?
Most significant ("Once a
[Am]gain"- Chuck D) some old slick shit
[Dm]Fulfill your need and catch joyf[Em]ul rush
Enjoy [Am]your dutch haters
annoyed with [Dm]us
Oh boy it's us you know
the [Em]face in the club
Blazin it up, with my niggas [Am]raisin
it up for [Dm]these
(Skills) Top rank [Em]point blank we vital

[Verse 6]
[Em]
Spit flows [Am]rip shows peep
the recital
[Dm](Skills) Now,
you [Em]feel it when we drop those
Hot beats stop [Am]phoes killin shit
we got [Dm]those
(Skills) It's,
the [Em]music that the street love
Each thug, is now [Am]reppin this
with [Dm]deep love
(Skills) Gang [Em]Starr
duelin again rulin again
[Am]Watch as we do it again

[Verse 7]
[Dm]Btohers are amused by oth[Em]
er brother's rep
Some niggas [Am]pull tecks catch
others for checks
[Dm]All for respect, all for the b[Em]read
For the chance of success
they might [Am]hand him his head
[Dm]Remain humble cause I know[Em] enough
Plus the road is tough [Am]especially
when you roll with us
But I'm a [Dm]stay with my peeps,
stay in these [Em]streets
Rhyme sprayin and I'm [Am]playin for keeps
cause I got [Dm]those
(Skills) Top rank [Em]point blank we vital

[Verse 8]
[Em]
Spit flows [Dm]rip shows p[Am]eep
the re[Dm]cital
(Skills) Now,
you [Em]feel it when we drop those
Hot beats [Am]stop phoes killin shit
we got [Dm]those
(Skills) It's,
the [Em]music that the street love
Each thug, is now [Am]reppin this with
[Dm]deep love
(Skills) Gang [Em]Starr
duelin again rulin again
[Am]Watch as we do [Dm]it again....(Skills)