Durango '95 (A Real Horror Show) chords by
$Uicideboy$
$Uicideboy$

N/A
Key: E major
Verse 1
G
B
Where you gonna go?
Where you gonna run?
Where you gonna hide?
Em
G
Nowhere, 'cause there's no
Em
G
one like you left!
Em
That's right
G
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
Verse 2
G
Em
niggas duckin' from this shit
G
Glocks popping,
bustas dropping
Glocks, Glocks, Glocks, Glocks
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
Em
G
Em
niggas duckin' from this shit
G
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
niggas duckin' from this shit
Em
G
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
Em
G
Em
niggas duckin' from this shit
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
G
Glocks, Glocks, Glocks, Glocks (ah!)
Glocks popping, bustas (Sui) dropping
(Sui) niggas duckin' from this shit
Verse 3
G
B
Evil spirits takin' over,
now they runnin' through my head
G
B
Telling me, "grip that fucking gun"
G
Telling me, "pop that fucking lead"
It's a bird, it's a plane, no,
it's Satan in the flesh
Em
F
G
I'm that dead motherfucker steady
Em
smoking on that death
G
F
G
Satanic holy ghost
Snort that holy dope
Em
G
Infrared scope with that dot
B
right on your throat
Em
G
I'm that scarecrow in the corner,
Em
G
welcome to my crucifixion
Em
G
Graveyard living, murder itchin',
Em
don't be superstitious
B
G
Demons got my back,
I don't even fight it now
Black magic, voodoo power
A
Suicide's exciting,
Em
now see?
G
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
Verse 4
G
Em
Glocks, Glocks, Glocks, Glocks
G
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
Em
niggas duckin' from this shit
G
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
niggas duckin' from this shit
Em
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
G
Em
G
Em
niggas duckin' from this shit
G
Em
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
G
Glocks, Glocks, Glocks, Glocks
Fuck rap, and fuck a rapper
Lets put 'em all in a fucking hole
Verse 5
G
I'd rather take a nap after I
turn a blunt to ash
Creeping cracker on the chronic,
feelin' like a velociraptor
Pull pullin' off the patch,
but I ain't takin' off the fucking mask
F
Fm
G
Heard 'em gasp, closed their mouth
with the fucking gat's blast
Can't rap about a fine dime's ass no more
G 59 where the beast's signs fine
Fm
Fuck a feast, I'm fine dying
G
Life gave me lemons,
but I want a fucking lime
Em
G
Ain't got the time to die tryin'
Bitch, I know I'll die alone
Either in a ditch or on a throne
Either way,
in a pit I'm being thrown
Everything is nothing,
G
and I'm fucking decomposed
Verse 6
Em
G
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
Niggas duckin' from this shit
Em
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
G
niggas duckin' from this shit
Em
G
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
Em
G
Em
niggas duckin' from this shit
Em
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
G
Glocks, Glocks, Glocks, Glocks
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
niggas duckin' from this shit
Em
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
G
niggas duckin' from this shit
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
G
niggas duckin' from this shit
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
dropping, dropping

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