The Mourning chords by Grand Opus

SimplifiedBm · D · F#m · Em · C#dim …

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Bm
D
F#m
Em
C#dim
A
G
C#m

Intro 1
Bm 
D 
F#m 
D 
Em 
C#dim 
A 
D 
Bm 
D 
Bm 
Em 

Verse 1
C#dim 
A 
D 
Let us pray
F#m 
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Em 
G 
A 
C#dim 
Uh, uh
D 
Yeah though,
I walked through the valley of death
F#m 
Stepping  over MC's
that took their last breath
Em 
Money was the gold now the rest is a yo
G 
C#dim 
C#m 
Fads get old, may ya'll    bless they soul
D 
Yeah though, I walked through the valley
F#m 
said calli get your bars up
Flip it like cats get their cars up
Em 
Spit universal get starbucks
G 
In the black tux, in black tux,
A 
C#dim 
rep from the west up
D 
West friends knockin'
dead prayers like it's 2000
F#m 
Still runnin', I'm a hundred miles in
Em 
Jocks   down with the pen
from the island of the mind
G 
Rock crowds and the physical
C#dim 
residual   rhymes
D 
Like rewind of infinite lines that don't stop
F#m 
G .O.   team the cream of the crop
And y 'all corny,
Em 
bore me and do nothin' for me
G 
Fairy tellin' to the shorties,
C#dim 
line tellin' stories
D 
Maltese if you a slave,
tryna please the master
F#m 
You a copy, I'm a master tech
Your whole style is disrespect
Em 
So self -check before you self -wreck
G 
Like truth say, I stay in effect
A 
Tuesday till Tuesday
D 
Yeah, so I walked through
the valley of death
F#m 
Steppin'  over MCs
that took their last breath
Em 
Money was the goal,
now they rest in Sheol
G 
A 
Fads get old, may God bless their soul
D 
Yeah, so I walked through
the valley of death
F#m 
Steppin'  over MCs
that took their last breath
Em 
Money was the goal,
now they rest in Sheol
G 
C#dim 
Fads get old, may God      bless their soul
D 
Black hero, rap newbie, and Zulu
F#m 
The who's who on tracks,
don't act brand new
Em 
Fool, I stand as a man of my own two
G 
Cash talk, money broke,
A 
C#dim 
still up in they mama home too
D 
I zone, write poems to the
tone of the beat
F#m 
D 
Long gone on the mic,
F#m 
get blown by the heat
Em 
Flame on, now see that's
MC Flamin'
G 
A 
Young MC's talkin' hard on songs,
C#dim 
I'm wearin' thongs
D 
Dead wrong, it's still bout skills,
though it's ill
F#m 
How these devils and vultures
D 
F#m 
make it all about meals
Em 
Insult with ignorance,
them rappers get killed
G 
The strip club clappin',
A 
C#dim 
tip drillin' for the bills
D 
That's how a hit happens,
get trapped in the deal
F#m 
Then back  to the trap,
pushin' packs of them pills
Em 
Contract whack,
no skrill to pay your bills
G 
That's Hollywood hope,
A 
get fooled by the appeal
D 
Yeah, so I walked through
the valley of death
F#m 
Steppin'  over MCs
that took their last breath
Em 
G 
Money was the gold, now they rest in Sheol Fads get old,
A 
may God bless their soul
D 
Yeah, so I walked through
the valley of death
F#m 
Steppin'  over emcees
and took they last breath
Em 
Money was the gold,
now they rest in Sheol
G 
C#dim 
Fads get old, may y 'all   bless they soul
D 
Spit from a soul of a mind before time
F#m 
A     goldmine,
or a coal to a diamond refined
Em 
Clan of the most high from Mount Zion
G 
Livin' livin' color like
C#dim 
a        wine and rhymin'
D 
Pants held up by the belt of Orion
F#m 
A B -boy stance
amongst ants of a giant
Em 
But righteous defiance
against wicked alliances
G 
C#dim 
Walk with a lion's sense,
A 
D 
so you can kill the bull
These crabs killin' my cool,
it's still Virgo
F#m 
The   flow bring balance to the scales
Em 
Pourin' bare water from the well
Old soul like a Scorpio
G 
A 
Came to a fork in the road
D 
Follow the fish to the light
The archer on sight
F#m 
Hit the target, the gold like the goat
Yeah, twelve times dope
Em 
when I magnify
Sometimes four -eyed like Gemini
G 
A 
I  am the ram like Washington
and Strode
D 
F#m 
Blazin' a new road
Em 
Amen
G 
A 
C#dim 
D 
Yeah, though I walked through
the valley of death
F#m 
Steppin'  over emcees
that took their last breath
Em 
Money was the gold, now they rest in
G 
Sheol Fads get old, may Yah bless they soul