Key: E major
Verse 1
Ab
C
Where you gonna go?
Where you gonna run?
Where you gonna hide?
Fm
Ab
Nowhere, 'cause there's no
Fm
Ab
one like you left!
Fm
That's right
Ab
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
Verse 2
Ab
Fm
niggas duckin' from this shit
Ab
Glocks popping,
bustas dropping
Glocks, Glocks, Glocks, Glocks
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
Fm
Ab
Fm
niggas duckin' from this shit
Ab
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
niggas duckin' from this shit
Fm
Ab
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
Fm
Ab
Fm
niggas duckin' from this shit
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
Ab
Glocks, Glocks, Glocks, Glocks (ah!)
Glocks popping, bustas (Sui) dropping
(Sui) niggas duckin' from this shit
Verse 3
Ab
C
Evil spirits takin' over,
now they runnin' through my head
Ab
C
Telling me, "grip that fucking gun"
Ab
Telling me, "pop that fucking lead"
It's a bird, it's a plane, no,
it's Satan in the flesh
Fm
Gb
Ab
I'm that dead motherfucker steady
Fm
smoking on that death
Ab
Gb
Ab
Satanic holy ghost
Snort that holy dope
Fm
Ab
Infrared scope with that dot
C
right on your throat
Fm
Ab
I'm that scarecrow in the corner,
Fm
Ab
welcome to my crucifixion
Fm
Ab
Graveyard living, murder itchin',
Fm
don't be superstitious
C
Ab
Demons got my back,
I don't even fight it now
Black magic, voodoo power
Bb
Suicide's exciting,
Fm
now see?
Ab
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
Verse 4
Ab
Fm
Glocks, Glocks, Glocks, Glocks
Ab
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
Fm
niggas duckin' from this shit
Ab
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
niggas duckin' from this shit
Fm
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
Ab
Fm
Ab
Fm
niggas duckin' from this shit
Ab
Fm
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
Ab
Glocks, Glocks, Glocks, Glocks
Fuck rap, and fuck a rapper
Lets put 'em all in a fucking hole
Verse 5
Ab
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
Gb
Gbm
Ab
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
Gbm
Fuck a feast, I'm fine dying
Ab
Life gave me lemons,
but I want a fucking lime
Fm
Ab
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,
Ab
and I'm fucking decomposed
Verse 6
Fm
Ab
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
Niggas duckin' from this shit
Fm
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
Ab
niggas duckin' from this shit
Fm
Ab
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
Fm
Ab
Fm
niggas duckin' from this shit
Fm
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
Ab
Glocks, Glocks, Glocks, Glocks
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
niggas duckin' from this shit
Fm
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
Ab
niggas duckin' from this shit
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
Ab
niggas duckin' from this shit
Glocks popping, bustas dropping,
dropping, dropping
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