Rhinestone Cowboy Chords by Madvillain  &  Madlib  &  MF Doom

[Start]

[Intro]

[Verse]
C B7       Bm      
■ Hold the cold one
     Bm                 
Like he hold the old gun
C                          
Like he hold the microphone
    C                     
And stole the show for fun
A7                 
Or a foe for ransom
Bm7              
Flows is handsome
D7           
O's in tandem
              D7     
Anthem random tantrum
A7      B7           Bm7                   C     
Phantom of the Grand Old Opry ask the dumb hottie
C                  
Masked pump shottee
C               
Somebody stop me
B7     A7             B7                  
Hardly come sloppy on a retarded hard copy
C                                      B7    
After rockin' parties he departed in a jalopy
B7                   
Watch the droptop pop
C                             
Known as the grimy limey slimy
       A7    
Try me blimey
                Bm7                       
Simply smashing in a fashion that's timely
C                                         G7   
Mad Villain dashing in a beat rhyme crime spree
A7                                 
We rock the house like rock 'n roll
C            
Got more soul
                   C   
Than a sock with a hole
C                        
Set the stage with a goal
            C                    
To have the game locked in a cage
                       A7  
Getting shocked with a pole
               B7                      
Overthrow like throwing rover a biscuit
C                                  B7          
A lot of bitches think he's overly chauvanistic
Bm7                               
Let go his dick if that's the case
C                
Rats what a waste
             C    
More cats to chase


[Chorus]
B7   Am Bm7                   
Dogs he got em like new powers
C                                        G    
Woke up wrote and spit the shit in a few hours
                                     C   
Sheesh Been unleashed since the glee club
                                     G7 
Had your fam saying please make me a dub
B7                          
■  Well since you ask kindly
C                            
Where he been behind the mask
               C 
Who can't find me
       C                     
You're blind in the wine zone
         C                                     
Leave ya mind blown when he shine with the nine
       C                
He's a rhinestone cowboy


[Verse]
      C                                                   
Goony goo goo loony kookoo like Gary Gnu of New Zoo Review
                                  C    
But who knew the mask had a loose screw
           C          
Hell could hardly tell
C                   
Had to tighten it up
C7                         B7  
Like the Drells and Archie Bell
   B7                           
It speaks well of the hyper bass
                        C              B7        
Wasn't even tweaked and it leaked into cyberspace
                                C    
Couldn't wait for the snipes to place
                                    B7      
At least a track list in bold print typeface
Bm7               
Stopped for a year
Cmaj7                     
Come back with thumb tacks
                 B7 Bm7           B7           
Pop for the beer ■  we're hip hop sharecroppers
C                                     B7     
Used to wear flip flops now rare gear coppers
Bm7                B7    
He's in it for the quiche
C                                          B7     
You might as well not ask for no free shit capiche
Bm7   B7          
Oh my aching hands
C                     C7                 G7    
From raking in grands and breakin in mic stands
                                        B7                            
Villain&#eight thousand two hundred and elevenhis smile stuns ya chick
C                             B7   
While he puts himself in your shoes
    B7      
Run ya kicks
                                                                     C 
You heard it on the radio&#eight thousand two hundred and eleventape it
                       C                      
Play it in your stereo your crew'll go apeshit
    B7                                                                    
Raw lyrics&#eight thousand two hundred and elevenhe smells em like a hunch
C                                            B7   
The same intuition that tells who spiked the punch


[Chorus]
Bm7         B7               
Curses He's truly the worsest
C                           
With enough rhymes to spread
C7                                
Throughout the boundless universes
B7                   
■  Let the beat blast
Am                        
She told him wear the mask
        Am                    
He said you bet your sweet ass
            Am               
Its made of fine chrome alloy
                Am   
Find him on the grind
     Am                   
He's the rhinestone cowboy


[Bridge]
Dm Asus4 Am Dm Bb Fm Bbm Fm
■  ■     ■  ■  ■  ■  ■   ■ 
C7 Bbm Ab B7 C C7 C B7
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[Outro]
C B7 C A7 Gbm C D7
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