Fresh Til My Death chords by Devolo, Mareko

SimplifiedEm · Am · Bm · C

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Verse 1
Em 
Cool as a fan,
I'm fresh to my death,
from my head to my lip
Yeah, this another Big Rex production
Am 
Horseman family,
Bm 
Em 
doing it  again, and again
Am 
Em 
But right now I'm riding for my man
DiVullo
Yo Vullo, kick that shit we used to spit back
Am 
Bm 
in  the day at the platform
Em 
Am 
Bm 
It's skeptical style, yeah
Em 
It's official, taking out the
artificial Hall of Fame
got my name,
it's highly golden issued
Am 
You know we  got issues,
Bm 
your crew ain't safe
C 
Face to face, you're an angel
till I'm at your place
Am 
Em 
I'm back,
on a solo shutting down your dojo
Sensei to follow my skill is homegrown
Am 
I   write rhymes when I'm
Bm 
tired and sleepy
And take it to my dreams
Am 
when my pen and pad meet me
Em 
I   got the hands so high,
I'm seeing armpits
Hands to the sky,
the main event at your concerts
Am 
Your hot shit only sound
Bm 
s   like nonsense
C 
Your crowds are stacked,
you with no responses
Am 
Em 
Love my work, loving all I got
It might not be much,
but to me it means a lot
Am 
Got boys dressed in blue,
Bm 
and I don't mean the cops
Got friends all in red,
Em 
don't let me tell you again
Am 
Em 
I'm fresh to my depth
when I hang to my leg
Am 
I'm fresh to my depth,
Bm 
fresh fresh to my death
Coo! Cool!
Is a fan
Am 
Em 
I'm fresh to my depth
when I hang to my leg
Am 
I'm fresh to my depth,
Bm 
fresh fresh to my death
Coo! Cool!
Em 
Is a fan
Bm 
Em 
I'm fresh in my desk,
put the fare in your record label
Eat a whole box of Weet -Bix
at the breakfast table
Am 
Bm 
Yo, I'm built for the long haul
Got punches that'll bend up
Am 
your nose like a concord
Em 
Got the crowd screamin'
for an encore
Hardcore stuck in my wing
like a locked door
Am 
Bm 
Like Matador, used to the bullshit
C 
School of hard knocks,
Am 
I'm a top honor student
Em 
Straight A's, four of a kind
Be that chip leader goin' all in with mine
Am 
I'm leadin' the way,
Bm 
walkin' the plant
Em 
Am 
Domino effect, make you fall in a line
Em 
Light skinned Hummer,
raced on the discipline
I'm white skinned color,
back from mines
Am 
Bm 
All black like I'm Batman's disguise
Yo, Buller man,
Em 
tell him why we stack him high
I'm fresh to my death, fresh,
fresh to my death
I'm fresh to my death,
from my head to my leg
Am 
I'm fresh to my death, fresh,
Bm 
fresh to my death
Am 
Kool Kool is a fan, Kool Kool is a fan
Em 
I'm fresh to my death, fresh,
fresh to my death
I'm fresh to my death,
from my head to my leg
Am 
I'm fresh to my death, fresh,
Bm 
fresh to my death
Am 
Kool Kool is a fan, Kool Kool is a fan
Em 
Since I've had this flow,
my words have been popular
Killing these cracks,
my fans are royal coroners
Am 
And these bars are no
Bm 
stranger to officers
Em 
Check my break pass,
C 
Am 
there ain't no stopping us
Em 
Mr. Familiar, and that's without master
Mr.
Feel Like Magic, Gabra Kadabra
Am 
What you say?
Bm 
Your peeps,  don't believe you
You need me, without me,
Am 
whose plate will feed you?
Em 
You're lost without
followers to lead you
Not no prostitute, not here to please you
Am 
Bm 
Volos on so you know
C 
this a standout track
Bm 
Am 
Hold the floor out front,
Em 
horsemen all out back
Still rock a club, got it sold out pack
Then you know you VIP
Am 
when they roll out max
Bm 
C 
Still in the hood, got a state house flat
Em 
Haters see me coming up
Am 
Em 
and they fall down flat
I'm to my death, fresh, fresh to my death
Em 
I'm fresh to my death,
from my head to my legs
C 
I'm fresh to my death, fresh,
Bm 
fresh to my death
Em 
Bm 
Kool Kool is a fan, Kool Kool is a fan
Em 
I'm fresh to my death, fresh,
fresh to my death
Em 
I'm fresh to my death,
from my head to my leg
C 
I'm fresh to my death, fresh,
Bm 
fresh to my death
Em 
Bm 
Em 
Kool Kool is a fan, Kool Kool is a fan
I'm fresh to my death, fresh,
fresh to my death
I'm fresh to my death,
from my head to my leg
Am 
I'm fresh to my death,
Bm 
fresh, to  my death
Am 
Kool Kool is a fan, Kool Kool is a fan
Em 
I'm fresh to my death,
fresh, to my death
I'm fresh to my death,
from my head to my leg
Am 
I'm fresh to my death,
Bm 
fresh, fresh to my death
Kool Kool is a fan,
Kool Kool is a fan