Dead Bodies
Dead Bodies

Dead Bodies easy guitar chords by The Terrorists

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    • Verse 1
    Look 
    around 
    and 
    tell 
    me 
    what 
    you 
    see 

    Nothin' 
    but 
    catastrophes 
    by 
    the 
    dope 
    -e 

    This 
    ain't 
    no 
    game, 
    nigga, 

    I 
    don't fuck 
    around 
    I 
    stuff 
    your 
    body 
    in 
    a 
    garbage 
    can 
    downtown 

    See, 
    that's 
    the 
    hardcore 

    life 
    of 
    the 
    street 
    gang 

    Where 
    freaks 
    are 
    tamed 
    and 

    niggas 
    face 
    it 
    get 
    rearranged 

    Into 
    bloody 
    play 
    -doh, 

    that's 
    the 
    way 
    it 
    go 

    And 
    by 
    the 
    time 
    you 
    think 
    you 
    know 
    the 
    time, 

    it 
    ain't 
    no 
    more 

    You 
    see 
    I'm 
    just 
    wait
    in' 
    for 
    a 
    fool, 

    so 
    I 
    can 
    use 
    his 
    blood 
    for 
    my 
    back
    yard 
    pool 

    Dam
    n, 
    these 
    niggas 
    think 
    of 
    bullshit, 

    and 
    fuck 
    all 
    that 
    hittin' 

    I'ma 
    let my 
    nine 
    start 
    clickin', 

    I 
    did 
    a 
    job, 
    I 
    had 
    to 
    rob 
    the 
    mob 

    Or 
    they 
    ass 
    die, 

    cause 
    they 
    can't 
    squat 

    Terrorist 
    style, 
    battle 
    to 
    the 
    very 
    end 

    So 
    many 
    fatal 
    weapons, 

    I'm 
    takin' 
    out 
    all 
    your 
    men 

    And 
    with 
    my 
    rifle 
    and 
    a 

    scope 
    to 
    spot 
    him 

    I'ma 
    shoot 
    my 
    whole 
    column 
    til 
    I 
    dot 
    him 
    and 

    I 
    got 
    him 

    You 
    better 
    wish 
    upon 
    a 
    fuckin' 
    star 

    Cause 
    when 
    my 
    blood 
    heats 
    up, 

    I'm 
    hotter 
    than 
    steaming 
    tar 

    Dead 
    bodies, 

    sendin' 
    out 
    a 
    death 
    shout 

    To 
    my 
    boy 

    Point 

    Blank, 
    may 
    he rest 
    in 
    peace 

    What? 

    They 
    done killed 
    my nigga 

    Blaze? 

    Nah, 
    uh 
    -uh, 
    that's 
    bullshit 

    I'm 
    a 
    walking 
    corpse, 

    waking 
    up 
    from 
    a 
    deep 
    sleep

    Bomb
    ing 
    fluid 
    in 
    my body, 

    still 
    counting 
    sheep 

    With 
    a 
    hun
    dred 
    dead 
    men 
    watch
    ing 
    my 
    back 
    I've 
    died 
    smoking 
    primos, 

    they 
    died 
    smoking 

    crack 

    Now 
    it's 
    time 
    for 
    us 
    to 
    rise 

    And 
    all 
    the 
    niggas 
    that 
    dissed 

    me 
    in 
    the 
    past, 
    surprise 

    I 
    get 
    crazy 
    thoughts 

    that 
    make 
    me 
    laugh 

    Like 
    put 
    you 
    in 
    the ground, 

    dig you 
    up
    , 
    then 

    kill 
    your 
    ass 

    How 
    that 
    sound 
    dope? 

    That sound 
    good 
    to 
    me 

    What 
    about 
    you, 

    Gangsta 

    Nip? 

    86, 
    them 
    niggas 
    big 

    So 
    if 
    you need 
    some 
    more 
    info, 

    check 
    the 
    mail 

    Cause 
    that 
    will 
    mark 
    the 

    beginning 
    of 

    Blank's 
    blood 
    trail 

    And 
    if 
    you make 
    it 
    to the 
    end, 

    I'll 
    put 
    a 
    pistol 
    to 
    my 
    head 

    Cause 
    you 
    gotta 
    be 
    a 
    rough 
    man, 

    but 
    ain't 
    no 
    nigga 
    harder 
    than 
    these 

    Point 

    Blank, 
    so 
    bitch, 
    you 
    owe 
    me 
    an 
    apology 

    P 
    -O 
    -R 
    -I -N 
    to 
    the 
    motherfuck
    in' 

    T 

    Blank 
    red 
    shit 
    like 
    a 
    tank 

    Gank 
    makes 
    me 
    get 
    ill 

    That's 
    why 
    the 
    motherfuckin' 

    morgue 
    is 
    filled 

    Full 
    of 
    dead 
    bod
    ies 



    Reminiscing 
    about 
    way 
    back 
    when 

    As 
    roguish 
    as 
    I 
    was, 

    I 
    should've 
    been 
    in 
    a 
    pen 

    Killing 
    ain't 
    no 
    thing, 

    I 
    must 
    be 
    insane 

    Snapped 
    a 
    little 
    girl's 
    umbrella 
    and 

    asked 
    her 
    could 
    she stand 
    the 
    rain 

    My 
    brain 
    is 
    disassembled, 

    life 
    I 
    can't 
    handle 

    But 
    that's 
    what 
    I 
    get 
    for 
    throwing 

    away 
    my 
    brain 

    Instruction 
    manual, 
    why 
    they 
    no 
    late? 

    Went 
    to 
    court, 
    did
    n't 
    care, 

    cause 
    I'd 
    beat 
    her 
    on 
    her 
    ear 

    Till 
    her 
    hearing 
    was 
    impaired 

    The 
    judge 
    couldn't 
    convict 
    me 

    on 
    what 
    had 
    occurred 

    Cause 
    the 
    pipe 
    I 
    beat 
    her 
    with 
    made 

    her speak 
    with 
    her 
    throat 

    I'm 
    dissin', 
    but 
    never 
    ever 
    kissin' 

    The 
    next 
    man's 
    runnin', 

    don't 
    make 
    me 
    give 
    my 
    punk 
    chump 
    change 

    Pennies, 
    nickels, 
    and 
    dimes, 
    I 
    need 
    bus 
    fare, 

    give 
    it 
    here, 
    it's 
    mine 

    South 

    Park, 
    brother, 
    from 
    the 

    South, 
    y 
    'all 

    And 
    don't 
    you 
    ever 
    run 
    up 
    on 
    me, 

    and 
    try 
    and 
    scope 
    me 

    Or 
    even 
    bluff 
    me, 

    better 
    off 
    shootin' 
    me 

    It 
    takes 
    a 
    whole 
    task 
    for
    ce 

    to 
    handcuff 
    me 

    I'm strong, 
    street 
    smart 
    is 
    the 
    way 
    to 
    be, 

    no 
    hesitation, 
    I strike 
    in
    stantly 
    like 
    a 
    cobra 

    You're 
    better 
    off 
    stay
    ing 
    sober
    , 

    living 
    on 
    the 
    edge, 
    looking 
    over 
    your 
    shoulder 

    I'm 
    a 
    maniac, 
    when 
    I 
    re
    act, 
    I 
    attack, 

    with 
    a 
    baseball 
    bat, 
    with 
    inten
    tions 
    to 
    crack 

    Skull
    s 
    and 
    ribs, 
    leaving 
    mortal 
    remains, 

    temporary 
    insanity, 
    I'm 
    forever 
    de
    ranged 

    Now 
    look 
    at 
    me, 
    and 
    tell 
    me 
    what 
    you see 

    How 
    old 
    do 
    I 
    look, 

    cause 
    I 
    can 
    only 
    count 
    to 

    three 
    I 
    need 
    an 
    education, 

    to 
    give 
    me 
    hope 

    I 
    need 
    some 
    money, 

    so 
    now 
    I'm 
    selling 
    dope 

    E 
    behind 
    bars, 
    a 
    cement 
    wall 

    With 
    no 
    one 
    to 
    write 
    to, 
    or 
    no 
    one 
    to 
    call 

    And 
    if 
    I 
    ever 
    had 
    the 
    chance 
    to 
    do 
    it 
    over 

    I 
    would 

    Do 
    it 
    just 
    like 
    I 
    did 
    before 

    Hardcore, 
    leavin' 
    dead 
    bod
    ies, 
    dead 
    bodies, 

    dead 
    bodies 







    Thanks 

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