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Tuning: E A D G B E
Standard Tuning EADGBe The whole song basically revolves around an E octave bouncing back and forth. [Intro] E [Chorus]
EPeople want my power, and they want my station, stormed my winter palace, but they couldn't take it All the way to Paris, ride my reputation, try to pull my status, but they couldn't fake it Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
[Verse 1]
ETrying to pull a full on, your gas won't go, grandé chicken on your ass, oh no Man looking for your ticket like let's all go, buddy still I'm in it but your gas won't go When you look on, you look on, you're racing, but I'm too gone, I'm too gone, how that song go? When you get on, you get on, you're shaking, man you took on, you took on too much, don't blow, ooooooh
[Chorus]
EPeople want my power, and they want my station, stormed my winter palace, but they couldn't take it All the way to Paris, ride my reputation, try to pull my status, but they couldn't fake it Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
[Verse 2]
ECan I get a witness? The quo's so low, everybody itching for a throne to throw And you can be the widget to my turbo, better sew your status while the quo's so low Do you forget the, forget the basics? want to go long? to go long, you must go slow Trying to skip all the, skip all the bases, but you're slipping, you're sliding, can't make it go, ooooooh
[Chorus]
EPeople want my power, and they want my station, stormed my winter palace, but they couldn't take it All the way to Paris, ride my reputation, try to pull my status, but they couldn't fake it
[Bridge]
How hard we Afound, another instrument to Ecrash you, crash you, crash you! I need another instrument to cArash you, crash you, crash you! I need, crash you! Eha, ha, ha, crash you!
[Chorus]
EPeople want my power, and they want my station, stormed my winter palace, but they couldn't take it All the way to Paris, ride my reputation, try to pull my status, but they couldn't fake it Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay