All You Need Sublime
Sublime-Robbin' The Hood
All You Need
**normal tuning**
Intro
[Am]
E|--5--5--5--5--5--5--5--5--| B|--5--5--5--5--5--5--5--5--| G|--5--5--5--5--5--5--5--5--|*variations with some muting (ska style)* D|--7--7--7--7--7--7--7--7--| A|--7-----7-----7-----7-----| E|--5-----5-----5-----5-----|
[Am] [C] [D] [F]
E|--5---5--5--8---8--8--10---10--10--13---13--13----| B|--5---5--5--8---8--8--10---10--10--13---13--13----| G|--5---5--5--9---9--9--11---11--11--14---14--14----| D|--7---7--7-10--10-10--12---12--12--15---15--15----| *repeat* A|--------------------------------------------------| E|--------------------------------------------------| E|----------------------------------| B|----------------------------------| G|----------------------------------| D|---7--5-----------------------5---| A|--------7--6--5---------5-6-7-----| E|----------------8--5-8------------|
Verse 1
[Am]Headed out for Austin, now were half way down the road.
Hollering budda-budda-budda-budda-by! Steady staring out the window.
It fells good, it fells nice, it feels like you need it.
And back out on the road is where we like to be seated.
[Am]We got [C]half-pint styl[D]e, we got a b-boy [F]style. [Am]We got [C]half-pint sty[D]le, we
got a b-boy [F]style.
[Am]We got to put that[C] shit together in a [D]creative [F]style.
[Am]We put that shit t[C]ogether in a[D] creative [F]style.
Prechorus
[F#m]Outside on the pavement I won't feel afraid,
there's a little piece of paper saying how we walked that May.
Chorus
[A]Back out on the highway, and[E] this hurts to say,
[C#]No one's got fingers, I got no one to blame.
[A]I can't make you [B]overstand, [D]rising up in a [E]hip-hop stance.
[F#m]Society's got to me.
[C#]That's all you need!
Verse 2Same Chord progression as above
Headed out to Houston, now where halfway out the door.
Hollering budda-budda-budda-budda-by! Staring out the window.
It fells good, it feels nice, it feels like you need it.
I know how females like to be treated.
A license for me and the stars up above,
And on the interstate I fell love, love, love.
And If I never realize then that's how it has to be,
And all DJs out there got to give me money.
Prechorus
Back out on the freeway, I won't fell sane.
Little yellow headlights look like snails smashed in the rain.
Chorus
Back out on the highway, and this hurts to say,
Blown out speakers, I got no one to blame.
I can't make you overstand, rising up in a hip-hop stance.
Society's got to me.
That's all you need! Yea.
Solo Play Intro then into solo which I will soon have.
Bridge
[E]I can ???, but I won't see,
[E]Because no one can tell you, you've got to be afraid.
[E]We got to go back on the highway, live behind the wheel.
F*
I want it real!
*Play intro again**
Chords Used
Am A C D F F* F#m B C#
E|--5--5---8--10--13---8--2---7--4---| B|--5--5---8--10--13--10--2---7--6---| G|--5--6---9--11--14--10--2---8--6---| D|--7--7--10--12--15--10--4---9--6---| A|--7--7--10--12--15---8--4---9--4---| E|--5--5---8--10--13------2---7------|
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