Chords for Gonna Cut You Down Remix (ft. 2pac & Johnny Cash) by Young Church Beats/Remixes
Tempo:
78.4 bpm
Chords used:
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B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Psst!
A'yem, are you afraid to die?
Or do you want to live forever?
They make me do church, they want to bury me, I'm worried
I'm losing my [Bb] mind, look down the barrel, I'm anon and my business blurry
Hauling the pieces in my Gibson, I pray to the Lord but he ignores me
Unfortunately cause I'm guilty, show me a miracle, I'm hopeless
I'm choking off marijuana smoke with every focus like I'm losing focus
Falling asleep while I'm in service, when will I die?
Forever paranoid and nervous because I'm high
Don't mention funerals, I'm stressing and going nutty
I reminisce about the niggas that murdered my buddy
I wonder when will I be happy, ain't nothing funny
Flashbacks of bussing caps, anything for money
Where am I going?
I discovered [Bbm] Canada's safe
My next door neighbor's having convo with [Bb] undercover's
Put a surprise in the mailbox, [Bbm] hope she get it
Happy [B] birthday [Bb] bitch, you know you shouldn't have did it
You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Soon our lady gonna cut you down
Soon our lady gonna cut you down
Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter
Tell them that God's gonna cut them down
Tell them that God's gonna cut them down
Everybody's dying in my necks, who can I trust?
Will they be jeezing to look at me before they bust?
Or will they kill me while I'm sleeping?
Shoots in the head while I'm in bed
Licking blood on my satin sheets
Is there heaven for a caller?
Getting suspicious, trying to [Bbm] switch the lines
[Bb] Gets me every time I call her
Now she's telling me to visit, who else is home?
I check the house before I phone, so we all alone
After another hit the highway, see you later
To all the players watch the flyway, a nigga played it
Bitches telling all the homies
That I can fuck her like no other
Now them other bitches wanna bone me
I'm under pressure getting drunk, somebody help me
I drank a fifth of Hennessy, I don't think it's healthy
I see my enemies, they grieving, don't make me blast
I watch the 5-0s roll, them motherfuckers pass by me like they know me
Smiling, I say laugh, I put up my middle finger, then I dash
Niggas don't like me cause I'm [Bbm] thugging
And every day I'm a hustle up, looking to get paid
You [Bb] can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later, gotta cut you down
Sooner or later, gotta cut you down
Go tell that long-tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the backbiter
Tell them that God's gonna [Bbm] cut them down
Tell them that God's gonna [Bb] cut them down
I'm [Bbm] scared [Bb] to die
Take him to church, take him to church
A'yem, are you afraid to die?
Or do you want to live forever?
They make me do church, they want to bury me, I'm worried
I'm losing my [Bb] mind, look down the barrel, I'm anon and my business blurry
Hauling the pieces in my Gibson, I pray to the Lord but he ignores me
Unfortunately cause I'm guilty, show me a miracle, I'm hopeless
I'm choking off marijuana smoke with every focus like I'm losing focus
Falling asleep while I'm in service, when will I die?
Forever paranoid and nervous because I'm high
Don't mention funerals, I'm stressing and going nutty
I reminisce about the niggas that murdered my buddy
I wonder when will I be happy, ain't nothing funny
Flashbacks of bussing caps, anything for money
Where am I going?
I discovered [Bbm] Canada's safe
My next door neighbor's having convo with [Bb] undercover's
Put a surprise in the mailbox, [Bbm] hope she get it
Happy [B] birthday [Bb] bitch, you know you shouldn't have did it
You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Soon our lady gonna cut you down
Soon our lady gonna cut you down
Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter
Tell them that God's gonna cut them down
Tell them that God's gonna cut them down
Everybody's dying in my necks, who can I trust?
Will they be jeezing to look at me before they bust?
Or will they kill me while I'm sleeping?
Shoots in the head while I'm in bed
Licking blood on my satin sheets
Is there heaven for a caller?
Getting suspicious, trying to [Bbm] switch the lines
[Bb] Gets me every time I call her
Now she's telling me to visit, who else is home?
I check the house before I phone, so we all alone
After another hit the highway, see you later
To all the players watch the flyway, a nigga played it
Bitches telling all the homies
That I can fuck her like no other
Now them other bitches wanna bone me
I'm under pressure getting drunk, somebody help me
I drank a fifth of Hennessy, I don't think it's healthy
I see my enemies, they grieving, don't make me blast
I watch the 5-0s roll, them motherfuckers pass by me like they know me
Smiling, I say laugh, I put up my middle finger, then I dash
Niggas don't like me cause I'm [Bbm] thugging
And every day I'm a hustle up, looking to get paid
You [Bb] can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later, gotta cut you down
Sooner or later, gotta cut you down
Go tell that long-tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the backbiter
Tell them that God's gonna [Bbm] cut them down
Tell them that God's gonna [Bb] cut them down
I'm [Bbm] scared [Bb] to die
Take him to church, take him to church
Key:
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_ _ Psst!
_ A'yem, _ _ are you afraid to die?
Or do you want to live forever?
_ _ _ They make me do church, they want to bury me, I'm worried
I'm losing my [Bb] mind, look down the barrel, I'm anon and my business blurry
Hauling the pieces in my Gibson, I pray to the Lord but he ignores me
Unfortunately cause I'm guilty, show me a miracle, I'm hopeless
I'm choking off marijuana smoke with every focus like I'm losing focus
Falling asleep while I'm in service, when will I die?
Forever paranoid and nervous because I'm high
Don't mention funerals, I'm stressing and going nutty
I reminisce about the niggas that murdered my buddy
I wonder when will I be happy, ain't nothing funny
Flashbacks of bussing caps, anything for money
Where am I going?
I discovered [Bbm] Canada's safe
My next door neighbor's having convo with [Bb] undercover's
Put a surprise in the mailbox, [Bbm] hope she get it
Happy [B] birthday [Bb] bitch, you know you shouldn't have did it
You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Soon our lady gonna cut you down
Soon our lady gonna cut you down
_ Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter
Tell them that God's gonna cut them down
Tell them that God's gonna cut them down
Everybody's dying in my necks, who can I trust?
Will they be jeezing to look at me before they bust?
Or will they kill me while I'm sleeping?
Shoots in the head while I'm in bed
Licking blood on my satin sheets
Is there heaven for a caller?
Getting suspicious, trying to [Bbm] switch the lines
[Bb] Gets me every time I call her
Now she's telling me to visit, who else is home?
I check the house before I phone, so we all alone
After another hit the highway, see you later
To all the players watch the flyway, a nigga played it
Bitches telling all the homies
That I can fuck her like no other
Now them other bitches wanna bone me
I'm under pressure getting drunk, somebody help me
I drank a fifth of Hennessy, I don't think it's healthy
I see my enemies, they grieving, don't make me blast
I watch the 5-0s roll, them motherfuckers pass by me like they know me
Smiling, I say laugh, I put up my middle finger, then I dash
Niggas don't like me cause I'm [Bbm] thugging
And every day I'm a hustle up, looking to get paid
You [Bb] can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later, gotta cut you down
Sooner or later, gotta cut you down
Go tell that long-tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the backbiter
Tell them that God's gonna [Bbm] cut them down
Tell them that God's gonna [Bb] cut them down
_ _ I'm [Bbm] scared [Bb] to die
_ _ _ _ Take him to church, take him to church _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ A'yem, _ _ are you afraid to die?
Or do you want to live forever?
_ _ _ They make me do church, they want to bury me, I'm worried
I'm losing my [Bb] mind, look down the barrel, I'm anon and my business blurry
Hauling the pieces in my Gibson, I pray to the Lord but he ignores me
Unfortunately cause I'm guilty, show me a miracle, I'm hopeless
I'm choking off marijuana smoke with every focus like I'm losing focus
Falling asleep while I'm in service, when will I die?
Forever paranoid and nervous because I'm high
Don't mention funerals, I'm stressing and going nutty
I reminisce about the niggas that murdered my buddy
I wonder when will I be happy, ain't nothing funny
Flashbacks of bussing caps, anything for money
Where am I going?
I discovered [Bbm] Canada's safe
My next door neighbor's having convo with [Bb] undercover's
Put a surprise in the mailbox, [Bbm] hope she get it
Happy [B] birthday [Bb] bitch, you know you shouldn't have did it
You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Soon our lady gonna cut you down
Soon our lady gonna cut you down
_ Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter
Tell them that God's gonna cut them down
Tell them that God's gonna cut them down
Everybody's dying in my necks, who can I trust?
Will they be jeezing to look at me before they bust?
Or will they kill me while I'm sleeping?
Shoots in the head while I'm in bed
Licking blood on my satin sheets
Is there heaven for a caller?
Getting suspicious, trying to [Bbm] switch the lines
[Bb] Gets me every time I call her
Now she's telling me to visit, who else is home?
I check the house before I phone, so we all alone
After another hit the highway, see you later
To all the players watch the flyway, a nigga played it
Bitches telling all the homies
That I can fuck her like no other
Now them other bitches wanna bone me
I'm under pressure getting drunk, somebody help me
I drank a fifth of Hennessy, I don't think it's healthy
I see my enemies, they grieving, don't make me blast
I watch the 5-0s roll, them motherfuckers pass by me like they know me
Smiling, I say laugh, I put up my middle finger, then I dash
Niggas don't like me cause I'm [Bbm] thugging
And every day I'm a hustle up, looking to get paid
You [Bb] can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later, gotta cut you down
Sooner or later, gotta cut you down
Go tell that long-tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the backbiter
Tell them that God's gonna [Bbm] cut them down
Tell them that God's gonna [Bb] cut them down
_ _ I'm [Bbm] scared [Bb] to die
_ _ _ _ Take him to church, take him to church _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _