Death Is Certain, Pt. 2 (It Hurts) accords par 
Royce Da 5′9′′ 
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Key: Eb major•
Verse 1
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Abm
Yeah, my nig ga we
greater than friends
All we know is the beginnin,
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Abm
nobody controls the way that it ends
Eb
Abm
I got, the weight of the world
Eb
on my shoulders
and one phone call can change it
- make it fall 'til I'm all caved in
Abm
My homie got shot and it's not
lookin good for him
No, this is not happenin,
knock on wood for him
Speedin to the hospital cryin,
askin God, "Why?"
Eb
I'm mashin, my car movin
as fast as my mind
Abm
This is not happenin to me
My homie will not,
and I repeat will NOT flatline on me
How can I explain this vividly
to your moms
Eb
that this is behind entertainment?
She won't get it
Abm
All she understands is the boy
that she raised just might
die in a hospital bed fightin
for his life
I'm prayin, standin over you
Eb
Lookin at you hooked up to a ma chine,
holdin your hand, sayin
Verse 2
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Don't you go nowhere.
stay here with me
Eb
Cause if you leave meeee. it
hurrrrts so bad
Abm
(Death is certainly
gon' catch you)
They can take me
(Whoever especially you will be left hurt)
I'll take yo' place
(This is the cold, harshness
of life)
Eb
(Just when it unfold s you
lucky to grow old - life!)
Cause it hurrrrts so bad
Abm
You tearin our team apart Though time
Verse 3
Abm
heals all of our wounds
Eb
Abm
it's still leavin a mark
Eb
Abm
I took it too far; the feelin
Eb
that's hid den deep in my heart,
comes out, when I look at the scar
Abm
And I can't kill, nobody to get you back
Eb
Nigga that's somethin
Abm
that time can't heal
While I'm sayin my grace
Eb
I'll be lookin up at the sky,
and tellin God that he's makin a mistake
Abm
You can't take away one brother
and leave the rest of the clique
Lord please, double check yo' list
And if you get to his name
and it's a check beside it
Eb
Death comes in three's,
Abm
take me next
. but don't make me sweat, please
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Abm
I won't make it,
I get restless speculatin
Eb
Sons should bury moth ers
Every mother don't wanna bury her son,
Interlude 1
they sayin
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Verse 4
Abm
Death is certainly gon' catch you
Whoever especially you will be left hurt
This is the cold, harshness of life
Eb
Just when it unfolds you lucky
to grow old - life!
Abm
(And) Death is not no option I'm pullin money
Verse 5
Abm
Eb
outta my pocket
Abm
tryin to con the doc tor
Please, treat this thug the way
you would treat yo' baby
Eb
The way that you would treat yo' blood,
I'll pay!
Abm
Eb
As heavy weight as we are,
Abm
I know how you medics are
Cause I be checkin ER everyday
Eb
Abm
Eb
I know we are a
hairful - but doc
this ain't one of them that came through
shot that shoulda been careful
Abm
Cause no dude could bleed; the way
his heart pumps
more than any patient that
rode through that you seen
Eb
The reason that he's my man
Cause I tell him if he can hear me to squeeze
Abm
my hand and he squeezes
. so I tell him some things
Don't let them machines help you breathe,
don't leave from receivin
'Round quarter to eight - his
moms is sleepin
Eb
His grip weakens,
Abm
his squiggly lines go straight (go straight)
Call the doctor, "Give him all you got!
Shock him!" He gon'
tell you it's too late
Call the doctor, "Give him all you got!
Eb
Shock him!" It's too late
Outro 1
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