Key: C# minor•
Intro 1
Em
C#m
Em
C#m
Verse 1
it's like
Frank
Black, the millennium's dead
Waking up in the cell,
thinking why am I here?
Mr.
Kevorkian, please, give me one more try
A
Em
I'd rather rest in peace than
spend my life in this living hell
Real niggas livin' bad while
the fake niggas livin' well
C#dim
A
Busses is speakin' on me,
C#m
what can I do about it? I'm a ridin' in rhyme
And when I spit it, I shout it,
It's misery,
but these niggas ain't knowin'
Bitch made busses by any
means necessary, nigga
Em
I heard that I died with a cappuccino pour I
know y 'all niggas is disappointed but I'm
back once more
C#m
Leave a stopper for juggernaut to bury the
sex
Play a hater's run to bury your snitch
no chance for survival I know everybody gotta die, but when it's
A
C#m
my turn to go I wanna
go out with a bang
Fuck pain to suffer with,
shoot me in the brain
but you in too deep
Bullet holes through the brain,
quickly induce sleep
Shika
If I get to heaven first,
I'ma wave with ya
Em
I'ma do it 25 like the only way to escape
Is to run for the gates and let
them hit you with 8
A
C#dim
Right in the middle of where they draw,
I blow my brain to pieces
A
Em
As I rest in peace, say the last word,
that's all I ask
Put me in the casket and
throw some dirt on my ass
C#dim
A
Let's get it over, no more pain,
I know my dead homies up there
A
Em
waitin'
C#m
A
C#m
Em
A
C#m
A
C#m
Em
I know everybody gotta die,
A
C#m
but when it's my turn to go I wanna go out with a bang
Cause pain to suffer bitch,
you be in the brain
Em
Dead on the property, no chance for survival
I know, everybody gotta die
I'm having visions of slugs
My head penetrated,
the niggas murdered and traded
you instigated the ride
It was your decision,
A
my designated assassin got in for re -envision
no mention of murder on the news
Game over, you knew the rules
load up the clips in your holsters
Fifty thousand dollar rewards
put it down like you're supposed to
Sharing niggas to death,
producing heart attacks
A
C#m
A black screen with green dots,
your pulse is fading
Flatline cause your ass was taken
new chance for survival I know everybody gotta die
Fuck pain to suffer, bitch,
you be in the brain
Em
Dead on the rifle, no chance for survival
I know everybody gotta die
Fuck pain to suffer, bitch,
you be in the brain
Em
Dead on the rifle, no chance for survival
I know everybody gotta die
A
C#m
But when it's my turn to go,
I wanna go out with a bang
Fuck pain to suffer, bitch,
you be in the brain
Em
Dead on the rifle, no chance for survival
I know everybody gotta die
I wanna go out with a bang
Fuck pain and suffering,
Em
C#m
shoot me in the brain
Em
C#m
You
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ChordsEm C#m A C#dim E
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