Chords for Gangstagrass - Bound To Ride - Shaker Steps

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_ [F] _ _ [Dm] [C] We just want to be happy.
[F] Yeah, it's true.
We're actually all brothers and sisters.
A lot of people don't [C] know that.
And then we were all actually [G] married at one point, too.
_ [C] _ _ Headed back to Utah. _
Here's Tom with the weather.
Hey, [F] you guys should come see Gangster Ass tonight at Natasha's.
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Yeah.
[F] She's like, no.
You [C] should come see Gangster Grass tonight at [G]
Natasha's.
Not a thought.
No.
[C] Do you like bluegrass hip hop?
It's free.
And it's free.
And it's free.
I know you like [F] free.
If you don't like it, we'll give you your money [C] back.
That's it.
Woo.
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_ _ _ _ Woo.
Woo. _
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_ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Do that train come _ _ _ rollin'.
You know I'm down to ride. _
_ _ _ Do that train come _ _ _ rollin'.
I got to move on down the line. _
_ _ My mind can make mount Everest out of a [E] molehill.
It's no brand name game, a plunger there's no frills.
The show skills are so ill.
After a scene, then the audience needs to be quarantined
The role in the [Em] rhyme, we following the samurai code
But we don't take orders from the shogun
Maintaining independence like a slave on the lam
I'm writing freedom songs for the sake of my fam
It's no mistaking, ran for the norm, I'm above that
This is the [E] beginning, the potential is [Em] untapped
I rhyme for heads thundering, where is the love at?
Grime to keep this pop alive while you just rest
Hold this, flex your soul on our conglutinations
Try to copy my style like carbon paper
The sub-zero nature of the words that I'm writing
Will leave you hypothermic from all the cross-writing
Did that train [E] come rolling?
Slippery, dropped its stuff [Em] to the floor
Hey, now I'm bound to ride
On the road, it's the middle, and we up to the [E] floor
Did that train come rolling?
Slippery, dropped its stuff to the floor
I gotta move on down the line
It ain't no long haul, it was my brother's hardcore
Still, on the bubble afterwards with the shiners
Open up your tap and pour some stout over your cider
I gotta keep it [Em] helping up some beef for you biters
Sharpen your incisors, allow me to oblige you
Write a million pages, strap and [E] keep it in a binder
Then paint a vivid picture over crispy [Em] primer
Running with a shovel chasing rabbits out the fryer
Double up your trouble, poet, fuel on the fire
You're Lucid Cook, hear the [E] buzz on the time move
Sunshine units clicking on your Geiger
Sweet groove through the lyrical refiner
Cutting every end of shafts, sending [Em] warnings to the miners
No sense of dumping in the pit with the tigers
Go and practice up and get your flows a little tighter
Tell me what defines it, the [E] freedom or the fighter
Crybaby's replicating in they diapers
Did that train come rolling?
Slippery, dropped its stuff to the floor
Hey, now I'm bound to ride
On the road, it's the middle, and we up to the floor
Did that train come rolling?
_ Slippery, dropped its stuff to the floor
I gotta move on down the block
I said ain't no long walk, [Em] cause the boys on the floor _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ that train [E] come rolling?
Slippery, dropped its stuff to the floor
Hey, now [Em] I'm bound to ride
On the road, it's the middle, and we up to the floor
Did that train come rolling?
_ Slippery, dropped its stuff to the floor
I gotta move on down the block
_ _ _ Did that [E] train come rolling?
Slippery, dropped its stuff to the floor
Did that _ _ _ _ _ _ _ train come rolling?
Slippery, dropped its stuff to the floor
Slippery, dropped its stuff to the floor
I gotta move on down the block
_ [Em] _ [E] Boys Hardcore _ _
_ _ Gangsta Grass, Latina, what up? _ _
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