Biography:
Jonathan Park (born February 18, 1986), better known by his stage name Dumbfoundead, is a Korean American battle rapper originating from the Los Angeles Underground's Project Blowed. He is well known for his affiliation with the West Coast division of Grindtime and his participation in Jumpoff's 2007 World Rap Championships; both of which have given rise to his status as a strong web presence. He recently finished a stint as the opening act for Epik High's Map the Soul tour.
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Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
Standard tuning
The chords for the whole song are: C Em G Am
Verse 1
C Em
Fire up the jet pack, no plans to land or head back.
G Am
Stacking bread, jackin' cheese off a trap of dead rats
C Em
Flap my wings and sweat raps, the captain needs a wet nap.
G Am
Get the Zags, and blunt wraps. Grab the swisher gut that
C Em
Pack your bags, get some traction blasting off the launch pad.
G Am
You might get the ashes on you I don't think you want that
C Em
Ain't gotta help me up I did that for my drunk dad,
G Am
been there done that I don't need to flaunt that
C Em
I'm on that grown shit, blow dro smoke spliffs.
G Am
Four door space shuttle out the O-zone, shit
C Em
I don't fly coach I coach folks on fly-ness.
G Am
Boatloads of dope flows, hope flows, the tides in.
C Em
Gold touch of Midas post up and light it
G Am
Get toasty, stay crispy like a roast duck that's flying.
C Em
I'm in the sky and I ain't sure when I'll be coming down
G Am
Go ahead without me I'll be on the next shuttle out
Chorus
C Em
Haven't been home in a minute, so independent
G Am
no way to know where I'm going.
C Em
But Imma be right back,
G Am
Imma be right back.
C Em
Flown to the limits, always been a mission.
G Am
So distant.
C Em
I keep missing my flights back,
G Am
but Imma be right back.
Repeat troughout the whole song
The chords for the whole song are: C Em G Am
Verse 1
C Em
Fire up the jet pack, no plans to land or head back.
G Am
Stacking bread, jackin' cheese off a trap of dead rats
C Em
Flap my wings and sweat raps, the captain needs a wet nap.
G Am
Get the Zags, and blunt wraps. Grab the swisher gut that
C Em
Pack your bags, get some traction blasting off the launch pad.
G Am
You might get the ashes on you I don't think you want that
C Em
Ain't gotta help me up I did that for my drunk dad,
G Am
been there done that I don't need to flaunt that
C Em
I'm on that grown shit, blow dro smoke spliffs.
G Am
Four door space shuttle out the O-zone, shit
C Em
I don't fly coach I coach folks on fly-ness.
G Am
Boatloads of dope flows, hope flows, the tides in.
C Em
Gold touch of Midas post up and light it
G Am
Get toasty, stay crispy like a roast duck that's flying.
C Em
I'm in the sky and I ain't sure when I'll be coming down
G Am
Go ahead without me I'll be on the next shuttle out
Chorus
C Em
Haven't been home in a minute, so independent
G Am
no way to know where I'm going.
C Em
But Imma be right back,
G Am
Imma be right back.
C Em
Flown to the limits, always been a mission.
G Am
So distant.
C Em
I keep missing my flights back,
G Am
but Imma be right back.
Repeat troughout the whole song
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