Chords for 360 ft. Seth Sentry & PEZ · Coup De Grace · Vintage Modern
Tempo:
95.95 bpm
Chords used:
Em
Bm
F#
G
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G] Hey
[Em] They want to know where six at when I hit him with this track that would likely retire
The fact is I hate rappers as well.
I'd rather battle myself and fight fire with fire
When I'm saying that my song will amaze ya what I'm trying to say is you get lost in it a bra
Honestly with the quality you drop it if you wanted a great ass.
It's gotta be a plus
I ain't missing any hip-hop these days everybody just a bunch of hip-hop cliches go ahead and buy my shit off eBay
I'm here to break records like a pissed-off DJ.
Yeah, I can tell it in your melon
You develop and I have a bit of galloping a rehab
I'm a fellow with a man is not a felon.
I'm a tell it
I'm gonna tell him where the keys that I can smell it where the weed at honestly, homie
Yo, I can tell you gonna relapse relax.
You're a dope [B] fiend for the codeine.
You're [E] a fat Joe fang
Got you yelling for [Em] the lean back
Who the grub who the grub anyone can get it?
I don't care who you are
[G] Grudigra grudigra, I didn't give a fuck
looking [Em] around
Let's feel having found my place.
That's why you see me drift off into outer space
Are you down to earth rappers?
Can he say our great?
There is our state most fucking fridges out of date and hopped up to the studio an hour late and snuck in like hey guys
It sounded great.
I swear to God I hear another of you
What's the weight rappers here is down the same and they'll be fucking held up a man
Feeling back in my element like I'm channeling the devil right right for the hell of it
There are money's motherfuckers that I'm actually talented.
I don't want to but I have to keep telling them
I can pad this verse out with lyrics to the six years old cuz I wrote better shit than you when I was six years
Old you rappers from the new school who just enrolled if you don't know that I'm the shit then you just been told
Who the grub who the grub anyone can get it?
I don't care who you are.
Don't go
Yeah, who the grub who the grub I didn't give a fuck who you [F#] are
Yeah, [Em] you ain't sick of this fidgety bitch lickety split stick to the script and play the role you give it
[D] I'm thinking this shit's bigger than this.
No, it isn't.
I'm a put your head in a box boy.
You go missing
I've got a chicken ain't talking about a [E] pomare pull out game strong
I ain't coming to your party mate mad at the prize your alarm is late reverse kanga
This shit is hard [Em] to tell look side of this finally time for bravado line after line after line like a [D] barcode
You trash cunts who ain't worth the work so go and pull yourself together like [Em] a circle jerk motherfuckers
Coup de gras coup de gras anyone can get it.
I don't care who you are
Coup de gras coup de gras I didn't give a fuck
Man coup de gras coup de gras anyone can get it.
I don't care who you are
Who the grub who the grub?
I don't give a fuck who you are, man
[Bm] I'm doing shit my own way kicking bubblegum and chewing ash [F#] sliding to your studio inside a uber car
[F#m] Jumping out with two bazookas and a [Em] suit of armor brew pop the booth and pop a doobie go to [Bm] Zumba class
You ain't a sickest you're a hypochondriac.
So just [F#] loosen up.
Go get some juice in a chicken noodle cup
[F#m] I got a pandemic flu when I'm [Em] puking up blood for AIDS the bubonic plague in a case of [Bm] whooping cough
Jumping Jupiter who would ever assume that the [F#] goofiest kid in school would agree to be even stupider screw [Bm] the tutor
I'm off in a tube glue in a [G] cubicle 80 urinal cake and I think it's called on my [Bm] uvula
All I wanted to do was to rap and improve and do better boots and I put my skills for like you didn't go the newsletter
Now I just want to ruin your buzz.
I'm a fucking [Em] moon killer
You should evacuate from the place from gone nucleus the floppy in the shop is fooling the shit
I just grab it and stab your crew with it
Who wanna a fucking ruin you taking your cash cow and I grill it and serve it back to you
There's some barbecue right for your chew it up.
It's the clue to grow
[N]
[Em] They want to know where six at when I hit him with this track that would likely retire
The fact is I hate rappers as well.
I'd rather battle myself and fight fire with fire
When I'm saying that my song will amaze ya what I'm trying to say is you get lost in it a bra
Honestly with the quality you drop it if you wanted a great ass.
It's gotta be a plus
I ain't missing any hip-hop these days everybody just a bunch of hip-hop cliches go ahead and buy my shit off eBay
I'm here to break records like a pissed-off DJ.
Yeah, I can tell it in your melon
You develop and I have a bit of galloping a rehab
I'm a fellow with a man is not a felon.
I'm a tell it
I'm gonna tell him where the keys that I can smell it where the weed at honestly, homie
Yo, I can tell you gonna relapse relax.
You're a dope [B] fiend for the codeine.
You're [E] a fat Joe fang
Got you yelling for [Em] the lean back
Who the grub who the grub anyone can get it?
I don't care who you are
[G] Grudigra grudigra, I didn't give a fuck
looking [Em] around
Let's feel having found my place.
That's why you see me drift off into outer space
Are you down to earth rappers?
Can he say our great?
There is our state most fucking fridges out of date and hopped up to the studio an hour late and snuck in like hey guys
It sounded great.
I swear to God I hear another of you
What's the weight rappers here is down the same and they'll be fucking held up a man
Feeling back in my element like I'm channeling the devil right right for the hell of it
There are money's motherfuckers that I'm actually talented.
I don't want to but I have to keep telling them
I can pad this verse out with lyrics to the six years old cuz I wrote better shit than you when I was six years
Old you rappers from the new school who just enrolled if you don't know that I'm the shit then you just been told
Who the grub who the grub anyone can get it?
I don't care who you are.
Don't go
Yeah, who the grub who the grub I didn't give a fuck who you [F#] are
Yeah, [Em] you ain't sick of this fidgety bitch lickety split stick to the script and play the role you give it
[D] I'm thinking this shit's bigger than this.
No, it isn't.
I'm a put your head in a box boy.
You go missing
I've got a chicken ain't talking about a [E] pomare pull out game strong
I ain't coming to your party mate mad at the prize your alarm is late reverse kanga
This shit is hard [Em] to tell look side of this finally time for bravado line after line after line like a [D] barcode
You trash cunts who ain't worth the work so go and pull yourself together like [Em] a circle jerk motherfuckers
Coup de gras coup de gras anyone can get it.
I don't care who you are
Coup de gras coup de gras I didn't give a fuck
Man coup de gras coup de gras anyone can get it.
I don't care who you are
Who the grub who the grub?
I don't give a fuck who you are, man
[Bm] I'm doing shit my own way kicking bubblegum and chewing ash [F#] sliding to your studio inside a uber car
[F#m] Jumping out with two bazookas and a [Em] suit of armor brew pop the booth and pop a doobie go to [Bm] Zumba class
You ain't a sickest you're a hypochondriac.
So just [F#] loosen up.
Go get some juice in a chicken noodle cup
[F#m] I got a pandemic flu when I'm [Em] puking up blood for AIDS the bubonic plague in a case of [Bm] whooping cough
Jumping Jupiter who would ever assume that the [F#] goofiest kid in school would agree to be even stupider screw [Bm] the tutor
I'm off in a tube glue in a [G] cubicle 80 urinal cake and I think it's called on my [Bm] uvula
All I wanted to do was to rap and improve and do better boots and I put my skills for like you didn't go the newsletter
Now I just want to ruin your buzz.
I'm a fucking [Em] moon killer
You should evacuate from the place from gone nucleus the floppy in the shop is fooling the shit
I just grab it and stab your crew with it
Who wanna a fucking ruin you taking your cash cow and I grill it and serve it back to you
There's some barbecue right for your chew it up.
It's the clue to grow
[N]
Key:
Em
Bm
F#
G
E
Em
Bm
F#
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ Hey
[Em] They want to know where six at when I hit him with this track that would likely retire
The fact is I hate rappers as well.
I'd rather battle myself and fight fire with fire
When I'm saying that my song will amaze ya what I'm trying to say is you get lost in it a bra
Honestly with the quality you drop it if you wanted a great ass.
It's gotta be a plus
I ain't missing any hip-hop these days everybody just a bunch of hip-hop cliches go ahead and buy my shit off eBay
I'm here to break records like a pissed-off DJ.
Yeah, I can tell it in your melon
You develop and I have a bit of galloping a rehab
_ I'm a fellow with a man is not a felon.
I'm a tell it
I'm gonna tell him where the keys that I can smell it where the weed at honestly, homie
Yo, I can tell you gonna relapse relax.
You're a dope [B] fiend for the codeine.
You're [E] a fat Joe fang
Got you yelling for [Em] the lean back
Who the grub who the grub anyone can get it?
I don't care who you are
_ [G] Grudigra grudigra, I didn't give a fuck
looking [Em] _ around
Let's feel having found my place.
That's why you see me drift off into outer space
Are you down to earth rappers?
Can he say our great?
There is our state most fucking fridges out of date and hopped up to the studio an hour late and snuck in like hey guys
It sounded great.
I swear to God I hear another of you
What's the weight rappers here is down the same and they'll be fucking held up a man
Feeling back in my element like I'm channeling the devil right right for the hell of it
There are money's motherfuckers that I'm actually talented.
I don't want to but I have to keep telling them
I can pad this verse out with lyrics to the six years old cuz I wrote better shit than you when I was six years
Old you rappers from the new school who just enrolled if you don't know that I'm the shit then you just been told
Who the grub who the grub anyone can get it?
I don't care who you are.
Don't go
Yeah, who the grub who the grub I didn't give a fuck who you [F#] are
Yeah, [Em] you ain't sick of this fidgety bitch lickety split stick to the script and play the role you give it
[D] I'm thinking this shit's bigger than this.
No, it isn't.
I'm a put your head in a box boy.
You go missing
I've got a chicken ain't talking about a [E] pomare pull out game strong
I ain't coming to your party mate mad at the prize your alarm is late reverse kanga
This shit is hard [Em] to tell look side of this finally time for bravado line after line after line like a [D] barcode
You trash cunts who ain't worth the work so go and pull yourself together like [Em] a circle jerk motherfuckers
Coup de gras coup de gras anyone can get it.
I don't care who you are
Coup de gras coup de gras I didn't give a fuck
Man _ coup de gras coup de gras anyone can get it.
I don't care who you are
Who the grub who the grub?
I don't give a fuck who you are, man
[Bm] I'm doing shit my own way kicking bubblegum and chewing ash [F#] sliding to your studio inside a uber car
[F#m] Jumping out with two bazookas and a [Em] suit of armor brew pop the booth and pop a doobie go to [Bm] Zumba class
You ain't a sickest you're a hypochondriac.
So just [F#] loosen up.
Go get some juice in a chicken noodle cup
[F#m] I got a pandemic flu when I'm [Em] puking up blood for AIDS the bubonic plague in a case of [Bm] whooping cough
Jumping Jupiter who would ever assume that the [F#] goofiest kid in school would agree to be even stupider screw [Bm] the tutor
I'm off in a tube glue in a [G] cubicle 80 urinal cake and I think it's called on my [Bm] uvula
All I wanted to do was to rap and improve and do better boots and I put my skills for like you didn't go the newsletter
Now I just want to ruin your buzz.
I'm a fucking [Em] moon killer
You should evacuate from the place from gone nucleus the floppy in the shop is fooling the shit
I just grab it and stab your crew with it
Who wanna a fucking ruin you taking your cash cow and I grill it and serve it back to you
There's some barbecue right for your chew it up.
It's the clue to grow _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ Hey
[Em] They want to know where six at when I hit him with this track that would likely retire
The fact is I hate rappers as well.
I'd rather battle myself and fight fire with fire
When I'm saying that my song will amaze ya what I'm trying to say is you get lost in it a bra
Honestly with the quality you drop it if you wanted a great ass.
It's gotta be a plus
I ain't missing any hip-hop these days everybody just a bunch of hip-hop cliches go ahead and buy my shit off eBay
I'm here to break records like a pissed-off DJ.
Yeah, I can tell it in your melon
You develop and I have a bit of galloping a rehab
_ I'm a fellow with a man is not a felon.
I'm a tell it
I'm gonna tell him where the keys that I can smell it where the weed at honestly, homie
Yo, I can tell you gonna relapse relax.
You're a dope [B] fiend for the codeine.
You're [E] a fat Joe fang
Got you yelling for [Em] the lean back
Who the grub who the grub anyone can get it?
I don't care who you are
_ [G] Grudigra grudigra, I didn't give a fuck
looking [Em] _ around
Let's feel having found my place.
That's why you see me drift off into outer space
Are you down to earth rappers?
Can he say our great?
There is our state most fucking fridges out of date and hopped up to the studio an hour late and snuck in like hey guys
It sounded great.
I swear to God I hear another of you
What's the weight rappers here is down the same and they'll be fucking held up a man
Feeling back in my element like I'm channeling the devil right right for the hell of it
There are money's motherfuckers that I'm actually talented.
I don't want to but I have to keep telling them
I can pad this verse out with lyrics to the six years old cuz I wrote better shit than you when I was six years
Old you rappers from the new school who just enrolled if you don't know that I'm the shit then you just been told
Who the grub who the grub anyone can get it?
I don't care who you are.
Don't go
Yeah, who the grub who the grub I didn't give a fuck who you [F#] are
Yeah, [Em] you ain't sick of this fidgety bitch lickety split stick to the script and play the role you give it
[D] I'm thinking this shit's bigger than this.
No, it isn't.
I'm a put your head in a box boy.
You go missing
I've got a chicken ain't talking about a [E] pomare pull out game strong
I ain't coming to your party mate mad at the prize your alarm is late reverse kanga
This shit is hard [Em] to tell look side of this finally time for bravado line after line after line like a [D] barcode
You trash cunts who ain't worth the work so go and pull yourself together like [Em] a circle jerk motherfuckers
Coup de gras coup de gras anyone can get it.
I don't care who you are
Coup de gras coup de gras I didn't give a fuck
Man _ coup de gras coup de gras anyone can get it.
I don't care who you are
Who the grub who the grub?
I don't give a fuck who you are, man
[Bm] I'm doing shit my own way kicking bubblegum and chewing ash [F#] sliding to your studio inside a uber car
[F#m] Jumping out with two bazookas and a [Em] suit of armor brew pop the booth and pop a doobie go to [Bm] Zumba class
You ain't a sickest you're a hypochondriac.
So just [F#] loosen up.
Go get some juice in a chicken noodle cup
[F#m] I got a pandemic flu when I'm [Em] puking up blood for AIDS the bubonic plague in a case of [Bm] whooping cough
Jumping Jupiter who would ever assume that the [F#] goofiest kid in school would agree to be even stupider screw [Bm] the tutor
I'm off in a tube glue in a [G] cubicle 80 urinal cake and I think it's called on my [Bm] uvula
All I wanted to do was to rap and improve and do better boots and I put my skills for like you didn't go the newsletter
Now I just want to ruin your buzz.
I'm a fucking [Em] moon killer
You should evacuate from the place from gone nucleus the floppy in the shop is fooling the shit
I just grab it and stab your crew with it
Who wanna a fucking ruin you taking your cash cow and I grill it and serve it back to you
There's some barbecue right for your chew it up.
It's the clue to grow _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _