Bare Witness chords by Slum Village

  • Dm

  • Am

  • A

  • Bb#m

  • Em

  • D

  • G

  • C

Verse 1
Dm
Am
Here...SV
A
Am
Yo, when niggas blurtin' it's flirtin' with death,
I'm certain
Bb#m
You actin' off the wall,
Em
D
Em
consider yourself curtains
Am
I'm nasty, you ask me, am I disgusting?
Dm
You bet I'm like playin'
G
Russian Roulette,
Am
bustin' two tacks
A
Am
Straight shittin', I'm great spittin'
Bb#m
Get great hittin' off the Great Britain's
Em
D
I should've been born
Em
in Great Britain
Am
Instead I'm from the Michigan State
Mitten
Dm
Am
I keep a nigga on his toes
like he hate sittin'
A
Am
Know your place and get your floor raised
To you and nobody,
Bb#m
Em
so it probably wouldn't make
D
Em
sense to show a face
Am
Shit was just murdered,
I'll leave you with two words
Dm
Am
Fuck you, or you fucked,
however you want the word
Shit, I mean bids,
put them where the maggots is
Em
Who that baddest nigg, young Lazarus?
D
Am
Damn, dawg, it's been a bit,
I'll rise up, surprise cause
D
We the shit, chillin' where the flies was
Am
G
Am
Now judge, haters make me nauseous
Blog us, we did it while we prosper
Bb#m
I can see the storm coming,
Em
D
just call me Dobler
Em
Am
Radar, nine months waiting,
call it labor
Dm
C
Niggas stay sharp, call a razor
A
Niggas better raise up,
Am
or get his face taped up
Bb#m
And no I'm not gangsta, it's anger
Am
Em
For niggas tryna play me like Sega
Am
You faker, thought I was soft
Dm
cause I had a blazer on
G
Am
But I am not P .M. Thorn
Bb#m
Am
I'm a mad man on a song bearing arm
D
Em
Am
G
A
Am
D
Am
Dm
C
Am
C
Am
I'm the truth when I step in the booth
Bb#m
Em
Funk, knees for real
or the subliminal rhyme
Thriller
Am
Chill a minute with me and
my niggas in the villa
Dm
G
Am
Touch of death, poetical, interesting,
A
being free in it
Am
Even assuming I'm better,
but still human
Bb#m
Em
Changing the plans of what you
thought that I couldn't do, man
Am
Metaphoric, expressing the lesson,
eternally blessed
G
No matter which way that I turn,
A
through it in a year
I'm as zealous as irony
Am
Bb#m
of what reality tell us
Am
Still could be con sumed
Em
in the analytical synthesis
Am
of my nizzle
Mizzle, mizzle, mizzle from the drizzle
Em
Get you ready for the eye control
A
With just a syllable,
Am
satisfaction from the rapture
Em
When you're mizzled
D
Am
Be a witness as I come back
A
Am
Step up, microphone check up
A
Am
Back by pop ular demand
Once again
Be a witness as I come back
Am
Step up, microphone check up
Yeah I'm the truth
when I step in the booth
N/A
Save song
Speed: 1.0x
RestartPlay SpaceEnable loopPlay with music