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Grid Iron chords by Bomm Sheltuh

  • Em

  • G

  • Bm

    2
  • F

  • Dm

  • Am

Verse 1
Em
Back to the Lab!
G
Em
Back to the Lab! Right.
This is Dr. Evil.
And for you insolent motherfuckers,
I'd like to welcome you to my
underground lair,
The Bomb Shelter.
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G
Yo, I walked in when the devilish
Em
grand adventure began.
Bm
Heard the smooth moans
of a deep violin.
G
Em
Caught in a whirlwind of a pro -orchestra
Bm
I flow with the magic of an old sorcerer
G
Home of the brave,
Em
the land of the free
Bm
Vietnam in the end stands for
never ask me
G
Between you and me
Em
it's not like it used to be
Bm
But it's a must see,
no money back guarantee on the hush
G
Em
If you iced out turn to slush
Bm
A box office smash, pure adrenaline rush
Heart beats rapidly,
G
nail biting suspense
Em
Bm
Hooked up with filthy rich
and I've been raw ever since I spit at her,
G
the fly literature
Em
Bm
You don't remember battling me,
the shit is a blur
G
Y 'all kids is lyin',
Em
let's take it to the gridiron
Bm
We years ahead of you,
you never catch us, quit tryin'
G
Em
You can't fuck with us
Bm
This what you want? No
The gridiron
G
Em
You can't fuck with us
Bm
This what you get
No, no, no
G
Em
You can't fuck with us
Bm
This what you want? No
The gridiron
G
Em
You can't fuck with us
This what you get
Bm
No, no, no
Emergency,
G
I perform open fire surgery
Em
Bm
For the currency to leave your white
shirt burgundy
G
Droppin' data in your ear
Em
like an operator
What I pop is major,
Bm
you couldn't call the
cops to save ya
Em
G
Buildin' rich a protester,
Em
Bm
wavin' signs with ill lies that I throw at ya
But sayin' rhymes,
G
but I'm somethin' so sick
Em
My C's been labeled explosive,
Bm
so if you stand closin'
Here's overdoses, a dope shit,
G
Em
you've been out of shape with scoliosis
Bm
I ain't the no -tip,
the crooked syndicate I roll with
G
Heard you were rehearsin'
Em
after practicin'
Bm
My crash unit loved to laugh
at car accidents
G
I'm sendin' bombs and I'll
smart the Pentagon
Em
Then I'm gone,
Bm
with more airplay than intercoms
G
We talkin' loud,
Em
you ain't sayin' nothin', cousin
Bm
I don't even need the mic, but Gridiron
G
Em
You can't fuck with us
Bm
This what you want? No Gridiron
G
Em
You can't fuck with us
Bm
This what you get? no, no
G
Em
You can't fuck with us
Bm
This what you want? No
The gridiron
G
Em
You can't fuck with us
Bm
This what you get? No, no, no
G
This interlude, sendin' fools
Em
Gaspin' for air like swimmin' pools
Bm
Filthy rich forever bend the rules
G
Unnatural,
Em
taking your brains for col lateral
Bm
Why bow to you?
I fly heads like Kid Canaveral
G
And act a fool, if you insult my IQ
Em
Malign crew,
Bm
make it so your moms don't recognize you
Gain the upper hand,
G
Em
then snap your spine like a rubber band
Bm
You sufferin'? I say that
shit for the upper man
G
Silky rich, together we reign,
Em
divided we fall
Mom's up to rules
Bm
The of shit I write on the walls
Go ahead and start bittin'
G
The kids blessed with wisdom
Em
Bm
My repertoire's always like
an ill -defense mechanism
G
While y 'all are actin',
Em
I'm out here tryin' to make it happen
Bm
Make my own rules,
my own boss a fuckin' trapment
G
Snakes get stabbed in the heart
Em
with wooden stakes
Bm
Ice bullets penetrate,
they melt and don't leave a trace
G
Quit going to draw, writing cash,
Em
try to follow it
I'm like a chancellor,
Bm
and I'm handing out scholarships
G
WV, that's where you find my family tree
Em
Bm
Pull out some red dog for my grandpa,
memory
G
Brainwashed,
Em
the slaughterhouse pig farmer
Bm
Taken back to medieval times
in suit up and armor
Ill coat of honor,
G
Em
we complete opposites
Bm
If that's not what you want,
then that's what you don't get
G
Em
You can't fuck it up
That's what you want?
Bm
No Gridiron
G
Em
Bm
You can't fuck with us, no, no, no
G
Em
Bm
You can't fuck with us, no,
G
Em
Bm
you can't fuck with us, no, no
Em
F
Dm
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Am
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