Tonalité : F minor•
Intro 1
Fm
Ab
Bb
Fm
Ab
Bb
Fm
Verse 1
Fm
Lights out
Ab
You're talking too loud
Bbm
So just shut your mouth
Fm
Who the fuck are you now?
Verse 2
Fm
Lights out
Ab
Can you feel it now?
Bbm
We're calling you out
Bb
Fm
Who the fuck are you now?
Verse 3
Lifestyles of the young and the reckless
Ab
Checked in the real world
that don't ask questions
Bb
Dodging on bullets like a fucked
up western
Fm
Dragged you on a rope til you're
Eb
choked out senseless
Fm
Kings or crown we're the best around
Ab
Got an underground army
yeah we holding it down
Bb
We built our base and what we found
Bbm
Fm
It takes blood and sweat and
Eb
always moving the crowd
Fm
No skill then you're
going the fast way
Ab
Bb
Let me see you dance on from the AK
Bullshit now he's dropping names,
Fm
Who you know,
what you doing all sounds the same
Eb
Fm
A piece of advice quit
dropping mine
Ab
You're be done way before
it even it is your time
Bb
Like a stripper in a cage making
minimum wage
Fm
You're be done like a dollar
bill hitting the stage
Verse 4
Fm
Lights out
Ab
You're talking too loud
Bbm
So just shut your mouth
Bb
Bbm
Fm
Who the fuck are you now?
Verse 5
Fm
Lights out
Ab
Can you feel it now?
Bb
We're calling you out
Fm
Who the fuck are you now?
Verse 6
Fm
I'm gonna wake your ass up
'cause you ain't got what it takes
Ab
You crews ridin' my nuts so tell you
how my dick tastes
Bbm
Yeah I'm shit faced and all
Bb
black looking creepy
Fm
It's Charlie Scene this shit is way too easy
Eb
Fm
I'm gonna give it to you quick
going straight to your throat
Ab
Put the burner in your mouth
and turn you in to a ghost
Bbm
Bb
All these people making mu
sic with nothing to show
Fm
Who doesn't have a band?
Shit I don't know
Eb
Fm
What kind of sane person
drops his own name
Ab
What kind of sane person boos
his own band off stage
Bb
What kind of sane person
drops a verse like this
Fm
Damn this ain't working
Eb
I'm just too damn sick
Fm
Just you coming out here has gotten
me provoked
Ab
I'm gonna cut your ass
up like a line of coke
Bb
I'm gonna roll your crew up
like a fat ass roach
Fm
Put you in my ashtray 'cause you
just got smoked
Verse 7
Fm
Lights out
Ab
You're talking too loud
Bbm
So just shut your mouth
Bb
Bbm
Fm
Who the fuck are you now?
Verse 8
Fm
Lights out
Ab
Can you feel it now?
Fm
Ab
Bbm
We're calling you out
Bb
Bbm
Who the fuck are you now?
Verse 9
Db
Bbm
Another classic case
Bb
you crash and burn
Fm
And it's true you're dead now
It's light out, your last song
Db
The world has turned it's
Bb
face you'll never find
Fm
And it's true you're dead now
It's light out, your last song
Ab
Eb
Walls are closing in,
their falling down
Bb
Lights
Verse 10
Fm
out
Ab
You're talking too loud
Bb
So just shut your mouth
Fm
Who the fuck are you now?
Verse 11
Fm
Lights out
Ab
Can you feel it now?
Bbm
We're calling you out
Bb
Fm
Who the fuck are you now?
Ab
Eb
Bb
Verse 12
Fm
G
Ab
Lights out
Eb
You're talking too loud
Who the fuck are you now?
Who the fuck are you now?
Fm
Lights out
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AccordeurE A D G B E
AccordsFm Ab Bb Bbm Eb...
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