Key: B minor
Verse 1
Cm
Ab
There was me, Alex, and three of my mans,
Cm
G
all supposed to meet at the
Dbm
Eb
Gm
G
so it sold milk plus drank rum,
or sent the mask.
Ab
Bb
which plagued our minds for the evening.
Eb
E
And so, kiddies, death for all,
Gm
G
C
I'm against a machine like Rage
Ab
Bitches say I hate you, Cage, after circle jerks
Bb
C
I wash my hands off an d do dirts
G
C
G
Sick with a smirk, plus happy to stir
I'm obvious oblivion,
but that's my science
C
Cm
Fuck your head up like cornrows
Bm
G
Haven't been with it since the last corpse
D
Gm
G
C
Of course the most raw throughout the 9 -1 -4 109 -40,
Bb
Gm
Pour beer out for yourself
I'll burn your house down
And get high like fuck
and pick apart my brain
Fm
G
they mentally cause infections
sick intentions
G
Gm
Bb
I'm strictly, beyond an d back,
Eb
Ab
come an d get Hematopin
G
C
Leak smoke got me ready
Come and witness what
your shit missed
D
Gm
Try and pick apart some major orange
Dm
C
Per ception catch frontal lobe damage
Bb
Gm
G
I smell leak smoke left by
the anonymous
but I'm abominous
Come around and get your ass
shot to clusters
Ab
Fm
I'ma play the engines with the arrows,
you'll be custards
G
Eb
Back, I write upon ya,
divorce your head and neck then scalp it
G
C
a outfit
People said his brain was in
G
C
G
fected by devils
People said his brain was infected
C
D
G
by devils
C
Dm
Gm
Dm
Cm
C
A
People said his brain was infected by
Am
Gm
G
devils
Bb
Ab
Fm
F
G
C
D
an d fuck your moms backwards
don't give a fuck about dangerous
Bb
G
Death in my pocket for the curious
Sat your execution seat twelve faces
Shit on the vagrant
Wake up in the morning
G
C
with a horse head beside ya
I caught the quick lock,
G
C
Cm
Whatever sanity was left,
D
Bm
G
Psychological pollution,
they stickin' me with Dorothy's
Bm
solution
Dm
Gm
An d I can almost see clear,
Am
A
And they love me in your ear
Agent Orange stompin' on
Serve a body part,
Split your sweet bread,
Eb
Bb
send some harvest over the infrared
Ab
Fm
Boots get planted in chest,
death for the misled
Gm
Eb
Lay em down for naps in the dirt,
just like clockwork
C
G
people said his brain,
people said his brain
G
C
was in fected by devils
C
Dm
Gm
C
was infected by
Bb
G
Gm
People said his brain
Eb
Bb
Ab
Fm
Gm
Eb
you
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