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