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The Bends! chords by JPEGMAFIA

  • D

  • E

  • Bsus4

    2
  • C#m

    4
  • Bb

  • F#

    2
  • B

    2
  • F#m

    2
  • Am

  • Dm

  • C

  • Gm

    3
  • G

  • Ebm

    6
  • F

  • Bm

    2
Verse 1
D
E
Bsus4
E
C#m
Bb
"But
F#
C#m
Bb
Bsus4
B
E
F#m
E
Am
Dm
E
Dm
E
C#m
E
Am
Dm
C
Bb
the support we're getting from the African- American community
C
Has been overwhelming,
D
and I wanna thank each an d every one of you"
Interlude 1
D
Gm
G
D
Dm
Bb
Am
G
D
Shit

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Verse 2
Dm
D
Maybe I'm stuck in my ways
Fantasies, fantasies, fantasies
G
Dm
I should rap like Sly Tendencies
D
G
Obviously, I'm who I
Dm
Gm
meant to be (facts)
Bb
Am
G
My leader treat me like an enemy,
D
he a casualty
Ebm
Am
Wonder if he cry when
G
he see fans of me
Am
Can't believe we thought he'd
G
be the man for me
D
C
It's sad, for real, melody
Bb
When we fuckin' you better
pretend to be
Am
D
Gotta keep that on- brand positioning
Dm
No surprises,
you know its the bends with me
Bb
Now halt, niggas dyin',
Am
you know it's y'all fault
G
People pray for the press to impeach
D
Dm
Deeper down, know that vote is a loss
G
Dm
F
Dm
It's sad (yeah)
Verse 3
Dm
F
Oh, oh
Bb
F
C
D
Am
C
F
Ooh, oh, no,
no, yeah
Dm
Ayy, I don't got nothin' to say
D
to remember this shit
Verse 4
Uh
G
D
MAGA raps, caught a body in a
G
D
MAGA hat (yeah)
Who try get rid of me? Let my
bottom bitches handle that
Dm
Bb
F
Nah, baby, I don't wanna
Dm
C
go (ah)
Made men make it look close,
fuck the polls
Change the language
when they decipher the code
Dm
Flip the script,
C
now the caption is closed
Dm
D
Vice City, used to print all my codes
Strap on my hip 'cause I'm
bitter and old
Mountain Dew sippers,
Dm
D
they hatin' the scroll (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bunker bitch decoratin' his home (uh)
Black man gotta sow
Get the money,
y'all can keep all the hope
Dm
D
G
D
Rich, all my enemies is broke
Bm
Big bank and we rakin' in more
Bb
Am
(yee)
Off a probation,
Dm
D
Dm
D
Dm
Bb
them cases is closed (woo)
I'ma tell we like Trump told you
Am
Fuck it, nigga, what we got to lose?
G
Ain't gon' be no peace
with the crew
Dm
'Cause it's one piece we gon'
D
aim at you
F
Gm
Verse 5
F
C
F
Baby, baby don't leave
Dm
F
Baby don't leave
Bb
F
Bb
F
We're ready to leave
Blacks for Trump (I can't believe)
Dm
F
Bb
F
Blacks for Trump
Blacks for Trump
Blacks for Trump
F
Blacks for Trump
Blacks for Trump
Blacks for Trump
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