FrostBite Chords by Bones
Tempo:
87 bpm
Chords used:
C
Am
F
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F] [C] [Am] [C] [F]
[C] [Am] [C] [Am]
I'ma take em back to the days when we used to stay
Down in the basement Jack Frost was coming The winter was among us and the snow fell
hard So we got so fucked up we couldn't feel the
cold Your neck all low and your wrists all froze
But what the fuck that mean when the rebatch it go
The weakness in your flow I picked it from the junk
Whole body numb everyday I'm fucked up Told me to show up but I ain't the so-so
Death like debris when I'm hearing you solo My pants is cargo
The blunt like Sade Smooth I'ma wait until we all get paid
Hey, you got cash to blow That's fine I still know a better place you
could go Like a Detroit group home
Rock like Q-Bone Bones they skittin' like a motherfuckin'
2 -gone
I'm like the big man I stick my thongs on ya
I'm like the fish man for the fish tank and the sieve it
So pro-lippin' 4-4-tippin'
Keep a 33 on my bat like Pittman For all y'all trippin'
No more bitchin' to me motherfuckin' You know I can't give in
Way too focused and way too noticed And y'all watch the pits and I ain't even
fuckin' from there [C] No one compares to us it's almost [F] unfair
[Am] 12 on my mind and you been screamin' all directions So never get our attention
It's real What?
[C] Everyday's better, everyday [Am] more I don't have shit to play
Football, everybody's fun There ain't no point for me
[F]
[C] [Am] [C] [Am]
I'ma take em back to the days when we used to stay
Down in the basement Jack Frost was coming The winter was among us and the snow fell
hard So we got so fucked up we couldn't feel the
cold Your neck all low and your wrists all froze
But what the fuck that mean when the rebatch it go
The weakness in your flow I picked it from the junk
Whole body numb everyday I'm fucked up Told me to show up but I ain't the so-so
Death like debris when I'm hearing you solo My pants is cargo
The blunt like Sade Smooth I'ma wait until we all get paid
Hey, you got cash to blow That's fine I still know a better place you
could go Like a Detroit group home
Rock like Q-Bone Bones they skittin' like a motherfuckin'
2 -gone
I'm like the big man I stick my thongs on ya
I'm like the fish man for the fish tank and the sieve it
So pro-lippin' 4-4-tippin'
Keep a 33 on my bat like Pittman For all y'all trippin'
No more bitchin' to me motherfuckin' You know I can't give in
Way too focused and way too noticed And y'all watch the pits and I ain't even
fuckin' from there [C] No one compares to us it's almost [F] unfair
[Am] 12 on my mind and you been screamin' all directions So never get our attention
It's real What?
[C] Everyday's better, everyday [Am] more I don't have shit to play
Football, everybody's fun There ain't no point for me
[F]
Key:
C
Am
F
A
C
Am
F
A
[F] _ [C] _ _ [Am] _ _ [C] _ _ [F] _
_ [C] _ _ [Am] _ [C] _ _ [Am] _
I'ma take em back to the days when we used to stay
Down in the basement Jack Frost was coming The winter was among us and the snow fell
hard So we got so fucked up we couldn't feel the
cold Your neck all low and your wrists all froze
But what the fuck that mean when the rebatch it go
The weakness in your flow I picked it from the junk
Whole body numb everyday I'm fucked up Told me to show up but I ain't the so-so
Death like debris when I'm hearing you solo My pants is cargo
The blunt like Sade Smooth I'ma wait until we all get paid
Hey, you got cash to blow That's fine I still know a better place you
could go Like a Detroit group home
Rock like Q-Bone Bones they skittin' like a motherfuckin'
2 _ -gone
_ _ _ I'm _ _ _ _ _ _ like the big man I stick my thongs on ya
I'm like the fish man for the fish tank and the sieve it
So pro-lippin' 4-4-tippin'
Keep a 33 on my bat like Pittman For all y'all trippin'
No more bitchin' to me motherfuckin' You know I can't give in
Way too focused and way too noticed And y'all watch the pits and I ain't even
fuckin' from there [C] No one compares to us it's almost [F] unfair
[Am] 12 on my mind and you been screamin' all directions So never get our attention
It's real What?
[C] Everyday's better, everyday [Am] more I don't have shit to play
Football, everybody's fun There ain't no point for me _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [Am] _ [C] _ _ [Am] _
I'ma take em back to the days when we used to stay
Down in the basement Jack Frost was coming The winter was among us and the snow fell
hard So we got so fucked up we couldn't feel the
cold Your neck all low and your wrists all froze
But what the fuck that mean when the rebatch it go
The weakness in your flow I picked it from the junk
Whole body numb everyday I'm fucked up Told me to show up but I ain't the so-so
Death like debris when I'm hearing you solo My pants is cargo
The blunt like Sade Smooth I'ma wait until we all get paid
Hey, you got cash to blow That's fine I still know a better place you
could go Like a Detroit group home
Rock like Q-Bone Bones they skittin' like a motherfuckin'
2 _ -gone
_ _ _ I'm _ _ _ _ _ _ like the big man I stick my thongs on ya
I'm like the fish man for the fish tank and the sieve it
So pro-lippin' 4-4-tippin'
Keep a 33 on my bat like Pittman For all y'all trippin'
No more bitchin' to me motherfuckin' You know I can't give in
Way too focused and way too noticed And y'all watch the pits and I ain't even
fuckin' from there [C] No one compares to us it's almost [F] unfair
[Am] 12 on my mind and you been screamin' all directions So never get our attention
It's real What?
[C] Everyday's better, everyday [Am] more I don't have shit to play
Football, everybody's fun There ain't no point for me _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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