Chords for Celph Titled ft Apathy & Styles of Beyond -Playing With Fire

Tempo:
100.6 bpm
Chords used:

C#

C#m

E

A

B

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Celph Titled ft Apathy & Styles of Beyond -Playing With Fire chords
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[C#] Yo, stand back, put the picture in my frame, the handcraft of a master, the flick of the
flame, SL3, Madman, Mega Def LP, Monster Mash, Proc or what?
From SOB, shot the honeycomb, who would I be without wax?
Just another empty battery, we're shutting the pack,
string on the puppet laughing, claiming I'm all of that,
when I know a fact, everything you claim is all [E] crap.
Yo, got the [C#] fuse late, creeping and [E] moving so,
freaking the music, [B] creeping the pig and so,
[C#m] sick of the music, sucking the fumes in, so don't get it confused,
I'm not too stupid, 100 poo-poos in the back, [C#] all tipsy,
bring [C#m] two clips, I'm clapping all 60, swing through quick and bust if one's empty,
your chances of leaving the club 50 [E]-50.
So, play [B] with me, just [A] [C#m] like
Wanna fuck around with Hell's recluse?
I'll start stinking in his face till it melt my bolts.
I use the sun for my throne, universe as my home,
and your skull as a crown to adorn my dome.
Watch porn with your girl, slip a Mickey in her back,
put a hickey on her neck, then the city sucks,
rap's undermatched and Vicky sucks, I'm the one that chicky sweat,
make them suck it till the [C#] yard's fucked up like 50 cents.
Most of you faggots stay posting that chat [C#m] shit,
but when we retaliate, it's never some rap shit.
Swing on your mandible and bring out mechanical,
devices that splice his flesh from the intangible.
I can barf fire like electrical [C#] shocks,
and ready the glocks to clap with kinetic and cocks,
you're [C#m] on some rap hit shit, so you better go watch the movie 7,
[C#] cause you'll find your wife's head in a box.
I'll brush you, watch this, and touch you with nutty chucks,
you [C#m] tough, tough, asking to really get fucked up.
Who cares what you've been through, I'm going against you,
so sharpen your skill while I sharpen my ginsu.
Gas and ashes and medical piscopacy,
that's what happens when chemicals mix,
the birth of a strange creature,
unvillifuous, playful, for now the main feature,
you [C#m] said a deceptive.
The word on the streets is that I'm hellbound,
cause I bully Christians, but I stay up in the armory,
developing pulley systems for laws to ganay,
strategically on stage, but haters illegally,
got the sound man shook at my vocal frequency,
back at the crib, it's better strap on a bit,
[C#] cause when I'm busting off, it's dripping off the tip of a chin,
chickens and hens, you know I keep them [C#m] bending over for me,
when my chef has stuff of poultry on the upholstery,
self titles known as a gangster to some,
I got the powers of the gods, acclimated to what?
All these young cats with glocks, trying to clear the floor,
I'm old school, when I'm pulling out my fearless four,
hear the sound they clap, bury your face,
cause the mag that I pack, needs a carrying case,
I'm not from the Aryan race, but I'll still push a choo-choo,
ride around in a trunk, with a little hole to shoot through,
I'm work perfect, back in the circuit bin,
top ten since you was snatching purses,
golf club thug, a nickel and dime [C#] hustler,
all them mob flicks, I'm making you rhyme suffer,
when the nine clicks, you freeze,
too sick, them seats get cool [C#] quick,
when I'm shooting the bullets, who's this?
Ryu Takada himself, spit heat to the plastic metal,
watch it!
[F#]
[A] [C#] You claim you wanna stay, but you have to go,
grab the gunpowder, blast the calico,
time to saddle up, this ain't a talent show,
you wanna battle what?
Bullets that travel slow,
[C#m] talk but keep stepping,
discreet false perception,
talk but keep stepping,
spark [C] with heat weapons.
[A]
[C#] [G#]
[E] [C#] [D#]
[C#]
[N]
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C#m
13421114
E
2311
A
1231
B
12341112
C#
12341114
C#m
13421114
E
2311
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[C#] Yo, stand back, put the picture in my frame, the handcraft of a master, the flick of the
flame, SL3, Madman, Mega Def LP, Monster Mash, Proc or what?
From SOB, shot the honeycomb, who would I be without wax?
Just another empty battery, we're shutting the pack,
string on the puppet laughing, claiming I'm all of that,
when I know a fact, everything you claim is all [E] crap.
Yo, got the [C#] fuse late, creeping and [E] moving so,
freaking the music, [B] creeping the pig and so,
[C#m] sick of the music, sucking the fumes in, so don't get it confused,
I'm not too stupid, 100 poo-poos in the back, [C#] all tipsy,
bring [C#m] two clips, I'm clapping all 60, swing through quick and bust if one's empty,
your chances of leaving the club 50 [E]-50.
So, play [B] with me, just [A] _ [C#m] like_
Wanna fuck around with Hell's recluse?
I'll start stinking in his face till it melt my bolts.
I use the sun for my throne, universe as my home,
and your skull as a crown to adorn my dome.
Watch porn with your girl, slip a Mickey in her back,
put a hickey on her neck, then the city sucks,
rap's undermatched and Vicky sucks, I'm the one that chicky sweat,
make them suck it till the [C#] yard's fucked up like 50 cents.
Most of you faggots stay posting that chat [C#m] shit,
but when we retaliate, it's never some rap shit.
Swing on your mandible and bring out mechanical,
devices that splice his flesh from the intangible.
I can barf fire like electrical [C#] shocks,
and ready the glocks to clap with kinetic and cocks,
you're [C#m] on some rap hit shit, so you better go watch the movie 7,
[C#] cause you'll find your wife's head in a box.
I'll brush you, watch this, and touch you with nutty chucks,
you [C#m] tough, tough, asking to really get fucked up.
Who cares what you've been through, I'm going against you,
so sharpen your skill while I sharpen my ginsu.
Gas and ashes and medical piscopacy,
that's what happens when chemicals mix,
the birth of a strange creature,
unvillifuous, playful, for now the main feature,
you [C#m] said a deceptive.
The word on the streets is that I'm hellbound,
cause I bully Christians, but I stay up in the armory,
developing pulley systems for laws to ganay,
strategically on stage, but haters illegally,
got the sound man shook at my vocal frequency,
back at the crib, it's better strap on a bit,
[C#] cause when I'm busting off, it's dripping off the tip of a chin,
chickens and hens, you know I keep them [C#m] bending over for me,
when my chef has stuff of poultry on the upholstery,
self titles known as a gangster to some,
I got the powers of the gods, acclimated to what?
All these young cats with glocks, trying to clear the floor,
I'm old school, when I'm pulling out my fearless four,
hear the sound they clap, bury your face,
cause the mag that I pack, needs a carrying case,
I'm not from the Aryan race, but I'll still push a choo-choo,
ride around in a trunk, with a little hole to shoot through,
I'm work perfect, back in the circuit bin,
top ten since you was snatching purses,
golf club thug, a nickel and dime [C#] hustler,
all them mob flicks, I'm making you rhyme suffer,
when the nine clicks, you freeze,
too sick, them seats get cool [C#] quick,
when I'm shooting the bullets, who's this?
Ryu Takada himself, spit heat to the plastic metal,
watch it!
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grab the gunpowder, blast the calico,
time to saddle up, this ain't a talent show,
you wanna battle what?
Bullets that travel slow,
[C#m] talk but keep stepping,
discreet false perception,
talk but keep stepping,
spark [C] with heat weapons. _ _ _
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