You'll Rock Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[Em]The moment[E]um of this
party can only [Em]increase
The design of this rhyme
is [E]a master[Em]piece
You'll [E]want to kick steps
to the musical [Em]feast
And witness the force I'm
about to release
You'll [E]rock!

[Interlude 1]
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[Verse 2]
I'm [E]a professional producer
of hip-hop songs
songs
In case you're unaware my
beats are always strong
I'll exterminate your crew
if I don't like you
[Em]with one rhyme[E] I subdue [Em]my
adversaries are through
I'm the [E]be st,
fascin[Em]atin' [E]my [Em]names'Cool [E]J
[Em]I'm the [E]royalty of rap,
what else can [Em]I say
Experi[E]enced, rhyme skilled,
plus my voice isn't [Em]waxed
[E]Funky fresh party [Em]rocker,
so let's face facts
I'll dust a rapper off if I require practice
Vo[E]cal cords so rough that I [Em]can
eat cactus
[E]Choreographer of rhymes,
best of all times
[Em]Compos[E]ition technician with the be
-boy's mind
Terrorizin' emcee's instructions
in my [Em]path
Make your girlfriend [E]ask
me for my autograph
[Em]I'm the mic dominater, best [E]of all times
And you [Em]ain't heard nothin' till you heard J rhyme
[E][Em][E]
[Em][E][Em][E][Em]
You'll rock!

[Verse 3]
Now I'ma [Em]tell you the mean behind
[E]the scratchin' [Em]sounds
He's Cut-Creator,
Philly-[E]Philly as as as the DJ crown
Me and him are imitatin' but
never underatin'
My rhymes [Em]and his cuts h[E]ave
been consolidated
The mission ain't complete without
the use of his hands
He makes my rhymes so fresher,
my beat expands
So I'll [Em]like you [E]to meet him,
but don't attempt to beat him
[Em]A Fi[E]ve Man Crew,[Em]
[E]me and him will [Em]defeat them
He'll [E]scratch and wipe out all foes
Turntable terrorizin' and I
think you should know
That were, high [Em]calibered
and [E]my [Em]names' J
And for all you [E]sucker crews
it's Judgment Day
[Em]To ring [E]this encounter,
[Em]I'm [E]your rhyme[Em] sayer
I [E]have [Em]to say it [E]girls, but [Em]yes,
I'm a player
Materials royal, [E]I'm [Em]a'nating all
Like brown with dimples
and I'm six-feet tall
tall
And pro[E]moter of recordings
that I call my own
And I'll love to take one
of [Em]you ladies home
I'll complete and [E]clear,
infiltratin' your [Em]ears
My litera-ture is is above Shakespeare
[E]Emcee, a sucker nat[Em] ter
[E]and I [Em]just won't stop
I'm the [E]author and the de[Em]signer
[E]of the jam you'll [Em]rock
I'm [E]a lyrical [Em]game [E]on the [Em]heels of fame
And the world is glad that Cool J came
[E]You'll rock!

[Interlude 2]
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[Verse 4]
Now I'm [E]a dedicate this rhyme
to my favorite [Em]street
You think [E]about it everytime
that you [Em]hear this beat
Any other jam you hear just dis-regard
This This is the National Anthem
of the [E]Boulevard
See I'm loyal to the bully cause
it tought me [Em]the deal
[E]Certainly the place to be and
that's how I feel
Farmers Boulevard,
E-Love and and me Cool J
In the center of it all is a cute 3-A
Forty-seven will [Em]will sur[E]render
till emcee's in [Em]fear
Queens [E]Boulevard is soft,
they don't come [Em]around here
Quick as L's on my face
I will hold my space
And to [E]taste, stimulate,
and conduct the bait
[Em]You'll [E]rock!

[Interlude 3]
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[Verse 5]
Now I'ma [E]kick it [Em]for the b[E]eat,
check complete my mis[Em]sion
Sub[E]tractin' emcee's like
a mathem[Em]atician
[E]Jammin' [Em]up the board a[E]t
the rappin' commission
[Em]Soul inventor of this composition
I dis[E]integrate rappers I
can and I could
Degrade egg your Al and Ol
couldn't write this good
But I'm the Warlord of rap with
my own army
Japans' whole military
couldn't disarm me
Super bad, cold-crushed,
number number [Em]one be
-boy
Like a paintin' [E]from Picasso,
I'm the real McCoy
Crown-Prince [Em]of ra[E]ppin',
Godfather [Em]of bees
Emcee's that need a new lady to feed
[E]You'll rock!

[Interlude 4]
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[Verse 6]
[E]You know I'm [Em]sayin'? Break!
[Em][E][Em][E]
[Em]You know I'm sayin'? Break! Break! Break two!

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