Chords for e-dubble - Last Man Standing (Freestyle Friday #54)

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94.4 bpm
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C

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Gb

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e-dubble - Last Man Standing (Freestyle Friday #54) chords
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[Bb] Target card is hard to push, demon Racks on racks on racks, you can't see me
Also for the credit, my debit is unseemly I'm sippin' [D] on that hard, so my devil [Db] is a
genie Cause off ten grand, I trip, got beady
Two step rep, black team, why me?
Trees blowin' out the [Bb] maxima, I can't see
[Em] But [Dm] they see me, rap lyrics, my [F] spirit is [C] ungrounded
Black Paisley [Dm] is us cause we found it Keep hands off [F] of bars, you get grounded
[C] I play nice till I [Dm] get pushed, then it's off to the motherfuckin' races
[F] More black friends [C] than white, more gay than [Dm] straight
So who's shakin'?
Shook ones rolled [F] on, we wrote deep The [C] 2012 Death Row [Dm] Records, high with more
conscience Two-tone rebel, [F] greyscale mane
[C] So I'm off my color wheel [Dm] shit and insane So says the [F] doctor, but fuck that asshole
[C] I'm off my back so [Dm] I crack my shackles So I'm back in this [F] motherfuckin' bitch
Tick [C] feelin' ten times longer [Dm] than it probably ever is
I'm not one for [F] craggin' brashly But on [C] the humble, I bang [Dm] two girls' necks
Pitch me down till I put [F] em on they ass sheets And [C] send the every commentary, [Dm] I'm a gas leak
He dub, how you livin' [F] with the ass meat?
[C] Pretty good, baby girl, [Dm] what's your ass meat?
I'm on top A-Hill [F] even when I'm fallin' down
[C] Flushin' every pill [Dm] cause the nature's my sound
Smokin' make us good [F] cause it helps slow me down
[C] When my mind is [Dm] racin', I lean on myself and family
From an [F] elbow's right to left, [C] scratch the halls in the pain
[Dm] I pick up what's left while I stunt in my [F] Grammy pose
My two-tone [C] polo knit sweater, straight from Goodwill
[Dm] I'm cold-blooded, used to [F] be nice, but that's done [C] with
Depression made me [Dm] hard, dreamin' next ugly
Shouts to the [F] gamers, Euro [C] teenagers
Get love from [Dm] the truth and who's shameless?
Waitin' for a [F] bad review?
Keep [C] waitin', I'm too live for [Dm] that shit
And impatient, checkin' for some [F] hipster girls
Who might [C] vlog in [E] Fishtown
I'm still not sure who, but [Dm] it's no problem
[F] [C] In a metaphorical way, [Dm] cause I'm boggled
By the type of stupid shit [F] that we love
And how [C] I'm guilty Simpson of [Dm] that new love
So we keep changin', [F] rearrangin'
Till [C] we beaten down so hard [Dm] we're just aimless
Nothin' from the pain, so forget [Ab] about [F] beef
Black [C] Pizzy 2012, world metapiece
Two [Dm]-tone rebel, [F] grace don't fade
I know [C] I'm from the future and my [Dm] shit looks great
I wear my pink cap, I'm never [F] gonna trade
I love [C] Chomp City, gettin' [Dm] fizzy on the chain
[G] Chains and Chucks, I love to uh
Out in public, out in London when the love is lust
Two [N]-tone to the death and we're fuckin' with some destiny
And I ain't talkin' children to strippers, I'm killin' apathy
Not the rapper, the adjective, actually
The action, the lack thereof
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2311
F
134211111
C
3211
Bb
12341111
Gb
134211112
Dm
2311
F
134211111
C
3211
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[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[Bb] Target card is hard to push, demon Racks on racks on racks, you can't see me
Also for the credit, my debit is unseemly I'm sippin' [D] on that hard, so my devil [Db] is a
genie Cause off ten grand, I trip, got beady
Two step rep, black team, why me?
Trees blowin' out the [Bb] maxima, I can't see
_ [Em] But [Dm] they see me, rap lyrics, my [F] spirit is [C] ungrounded
Black Paisley [Dm] is us cause we found it Keep hands off [F] of bars, you get grounded
[C] I play nice till I [Dm] get pushed, then it's off to the motherfuckin' races
[F] More black friends [C] than white, more gay than [Dm] straight
So who's shakin'?
Shook ones rolled [F] on, we wrote deep The [C] 2012 Death Row [Dm] Records, high with more
conscience Two-tone rebel, [F] greyscale mane
[C] So I'm off my color wheel [Dm] shit and insane So says the [F] doctor, but fuck that asshole
[C] I'm off my back so [Dm] I crack my shackles So I'm back in this [F] motherfuckin' bitch
Tick [C] feelin' ten times longer [Dm] than it probably ever is
I'm not one for [F] craggin' brashly But on [C] the humble, I bang [Dm] two girls' necks
Pitch me down till I put [F] em on they ass sheets And [C] send the every commentary, [Dm] I'm a gas leak
He dub, how you livin' [F] with the ass meat?
[C] Pretty good, baby girl, [Dm] what's your ass meat?
I'm on top A-Hill [F] even when I'm fallin' down
[C] Flushin' every pill [Dm] cause the nature's my sound
Smokin' make us good [F] cause it helps slow me down
[C] When my mind is [Dm] racin', I lean on myself and family
From an [F] elbow's right to left, [C] scratch the halls in the pain
[Dm] I pick up what's left while I stunt in my [F] Grammy pose
My two-tone [C] polo knit sweater, straight from Goodwill
[Dm] I'm cold-blooded, used to [F] be nice, but that's done [C] with
Depression made me [Dm] hard, dreamin' next ugly
Shouts to the [F] gamers, Euro [C] teenagers
Get love from [Dm] the truth and who's shameless?
Waitin' for a [F] bad review?
Keep [C] waitin', I'm too live for [Dm] that shit
And impatient, checkin' for some [F] hipster girls
Who might [C] vlog in [E] Fishtown
I'm still not sure who, but [Dm] it's no problem
[F] _ [C] In a metaphorical way, [Dm] cause I'm boggled
By the type of stupid shit [F] that we love
And how [C] I'm guilty Simpson of [Dm] that new love
So we keep changin', [F] rearrangin'
Till [C] we beaten down so hard [Dm] we're just aimless
Nothin' from the pain, so forget [Ab] about [F] beef
Black [C] Pizzy 2012, world metapiece
Two [Dm]-tone rebel, [F] grace don't fade
I know [C] I'm from the future and my [Dm] shit looks great
I wear my pink cap, I'm never [F] gonna trade
I love [C] Chomp City, gettin' [Dm] fizzy on the chain
[G] Chains and Chucks, I love to uh
Out in public, out in London when the love is lust
Two [N]-tone to the death and we're fuckin' with some destiny
And I ain't talkin' children to strippers, I'm killin' apathy
Not the rapper, the adjective, actually
The action, the lack thereof _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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