Chords for Anybody Killa-Come Out And Play

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_ [F] _ [G#] _ _ _ [C#] I'm going to be honest with you.
Where [Am] you at [Em] motherfucker?
I heard you been talking shit, but every time I come around, it's like you seem to [G] forget.
Shut your mouth you little hoe before I scalp your lips.
In other words, you'd be a dead little punk ass [Am] bitch.
I'm going to forget you every [G] time I'm pissing over your grave.
Or when I'm flying peyote and hoods that [Em] you once claimed.
Learn about the tribe, get this because we all ain't the same.
I'm a [G#m] hawk, steady swinging as I'm [Am] dancing for rain.
So come and play with [C] me, at least until the [Em] sky turns gray.
Shooting off my arrows like [Am] AKs.
Amazing [G] situations, four [Em] colors of man, represent the wicked nation.
[Am] Underground street [G] level, burn this corpse, keeping you shady, bitch.
You scared to come up off your [A] porch, so come and hang with [C] me.
Unless you blaming me, because the native hydro keeps changing me.
_ [Am] _ Even [C] if it means your death, I ain't too hated, bitch.
My primal [Am] heart breaks [Em] right to laugh, [Am] expect to see.
I'll be a [C] juggalo till my very last breath, then you hate to see.
She's hatching [Am] it up [Em] on our chest, [Am] like warriors.
[D#] Come out and [Em] play, mochas I spray.
I'm [G] ABK, I'd rather be dead than fade away.
All my life I've been a scrub, I wouldn't change a day.
[Am] When I'm saying quit [G] playing, I'mma tell you how it's layin'.
See me in the streets, [Em] syncopatic chain just swaying.
Anybody killing, so it ain't no delaying.
Dead bodies six feet in the [Am] ground, DK.
And when I come out, rub the [C] serial numbers on my [Em] gun out.
Through tribal war paint on my face will make you [Am] run out.
Buzz [G] shots in the sky and shoot the [Em] sun out.
And keep us in the [Gm] clip until every last [Am] one out.
Erasing [G] all the drama that this world [G] brings.
Moonlight shines bright on shattered dreams.
[A] Keep away from a [G] killer with a dad that [C] fiends.
And get your own fucking bullshit scheme.
Come and play with [Am] me.
Even [C] if it means your jam, I do hate me.
I'd grab more [Am] hot shakes [C] right to lap.
I do hate this vacancy.
[Am] I'll be a chug-a [C]-lo to my very last breath.
I do hate this [F] seat.
These heads get [N] made up on our chest, like warriors.
Twisting mad rocks into ABK.
Buying automatic weapons from renegades in Bombay.
Fuck Alize and them fake ass pits.
We the sharks in the water, y'all popcorn shrimps.
So you can eat my cocktail sauce and ass.
[C] Throwing [Fm] knees in the air when we walk past.
And [C] eat fast.
You can be a hater with a lot to say.
But you talking from the door, so come out and play.
[Am] Come and play with me.
Even [C] if it means your jam, I do hate me.
My butcher [Am] knife waits [C] right to lap.
I do hate this [Am] vacancy.
I'll _ [C] _ be a chug-a-lo to [Fm] my very last breath.
These heads get made up on our chest.
[C] Come and play with [Am] me.
Even [C] if it means your jam, I do hate me.
My [Am] drama horse waits [C] right to lap.
I do hate this vacancy.
I'll be a chug-a-lo to my very last breath.
I do hate this [F] seat.
These [Am] heads get made up [Em] on our chest, [Am] like a champ.
[C#m] [Em] These heads get made up on our chest, [G] like a champ.
[Em] These heads get made up on our chest.
[Am] _ [G] These heads get made up [E] on our [G] chest.
[C] _ _ [B] These [C#] heads get made up on our chest.