Grey - Body Count ft. Thutmose Chords
Tempo:
86.2 bpm
Chords used:
E
C
Ab
Dbm
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Yeah, buddy, buddy, buddy, buddy
[C]
Yeah, just X a right
And got a hunger.
I got a fever and it just won't quit.
I
Got a temper.
I got a bullet with your name on [E] it
Everybody wonders what it's like [Ab] on top.
I don't [G] gotta wonder cuz I call [E] the shots
I got a hunger.
I got a [C] fever.
I got a fresh
[Dbm] My [E] blood runs cold and my feet run faster I Still got
[C] Your heart don't [E] matter
Say [A] what you [Ab] want
And it'll be your last words.
It ain't a secret.
I [Ab] got a hit list and maybe you're up [N] next
It's that come on come on
Teach him [C] not to fuck [N] with me
Back him up, [Dbm] back him [Dm] [C] up
Let him know who runs [E] these streets
Take him down, take him [Fm] down
[C] Count them up like one, [E] two, three
Na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[C]
Turn the body down
Don't think you can stop me, ay
Boy, man, that's so funny, ay
I pull out the Uzi, blow your brains out, then I'm ready, man
This is not a game
[E] This is not for fame, yeah
Maybe I'm the [Gm] realest, but fuck you, I can't complain
[Dbm] So I go in my lane
Shoot a ranger in, yeah
I'm a [C] chopper, bring it on, I let him [E] lay
I might be insane, my thoughts just a grain
I been hurt many times
[Am] Now you gotta feel my [E] pain
I see bodies on bodies, bodies on bodies, bodies on bodies
Guns in the lobby, leave in the Audi
Hands all bloody, riding with the top off
Roof of black is slapped off
The photo told me how to shoot [C] down [E] helicopters
Well, it was your name, I just sprayed a lot of [Ab] green
On the reason you not to fuck with [E] me
[D] That heartless heart is [E] aiming at me
I got so much rage in me
You not to fuck with [Gm] me
[N] You gotta sickness
You wouldn't want this
It's coming [Em] down real bad
You brought it to a knife
Until a gunfight
[C] You better watch your [E] back
Don't you ever wonder what it's like on top
I [C] don't gotta wonder
Cause I'm [E] never not
I gotta sickness, I gotta hit list
[C] And baby you're up [E] next
My blood [F] runs [C] cold
And my feet run [E] faster
I still [F] got heart
I hear a [C] heart don't [E] matter
Say what [F] you [Ab] want
And it'll be your last words
It ain't a [C] secret
I gotta hit list
And baby you're up [E] next
I got so much rage in me
Stack em [E] up, stack em up
[Ab] [C]
Teach em not to [E] fuck with me
Stack em up, [Gb] stack em [Ab] [C] up
Let em know what [E] my streets teach
Take em down, [C] take em down
Count em out like [E] 1, 2, 3
I'm [Am] not the [E] one
[Ab]
Do the [N] body count
[C]
Yeah, just X a right
And got a hunger.
I got a fever and it just won't quit.
I
Got a temper.
I got a bullet with your name on [E] it
Everybody wonders what it's like [Ab] on top.
I don't [G] gotta wonder cuz I call [E] the shots
I got a hunger.
I got a [C] fever.
I got a fresh
[Dbm] My [E] blood runs cold and my feet run faster I Still got
[C] Your heart don't [E] matter
Say [A] what you [Ab] want
And it'll be your last words.
It ain't a secret.
I [Ab] got a hit list and maybe you're up [N] next
It's that come on come on
Teach him [C] not to fuck [N] with me
Back him up, [Dbm] back him [Dm] [C] up
Let him know who runs [E] these streets
Take him down, take him [Fm] down
[C] Count them up like one, [E] two, three
Na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[C]
Turn the body down
Don't think you can stop me, ay
Boy, man, that's so funny, ay
I pull out the Uzi, blow your brains out, then I'm ready, man
This is not a game
[E] This is not for fame, yeah
Maybe I'm the [Gm] realest, but fuck you, I can't complain
[Dbm] So I go in my lane
Shoot a ranger in, yeah
I'm a [C] chopper, bring it on, I let him [E] lay
I might be insane, my thoughts just a grain
I been hurt many times
[Am] Now you gotta feel my [E] pain
I see bodies on bodies, bodies on bodies, bodies on bodies
Guns in the lobby, leave in the Audi
Hands all bloody, riding with the top off
Roof of black is slapped off
The photo told me how to shoot [C] down [E] helicopters
Well, it was your name, I just sprayed a lot of [Ab] green
On the reason you not to fuck with [E] me
[D] That heartless heart is [E] aiming at me
I got so much rage in me
You not to fuck with [Gm] me
[N] You gotta sickness
You wouldn't want this
It's coming [Em] down real bad
You brought it to a knife
Until a gunfight
[C] You better watch your [E] back
Don't you ever wonder what it's like on top
I [C] don't gotta wonder
Cause I'm [E] never not
I gotta sickness, I gotta hit list
[C] And baby you're up [E] next
My blood [F] runs [C] cold
And my feet run [E] faster
I still [F] got heart
I hear a [C] heart don't [E] matter
Say what [F] you [Ab] want
And it'll be your last words
It ain't a [C] secret
I gotta hit list
And baby you're up [E] next
I got so much rage in me
Stack em [E] up, stack em up
[Ab] [C]
Teach em not to [E] fuck with me
Stack em up, [Gb] stack em [Ab] [C] up
Let em know what [E] my streets teach
Take em down, [C] take em down
Count em out like [E] 1, 2, 3
I'm [Am] not the [E] one
[Ab]
Do the [N] body count
Key:
E
C
Ab
Dbm
F
E
C
Ab
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Yeah, buddy, buddy, buddy, buddy
_ [C] _
_ _ Yeah, just X a right
And got a hunger.
I got a fever and it just won't quit.
I
Got a temper.
I got a bullet with your name on [E] it
Everybody wonders what it's like [Ab] on top.
I don't [G] gotta wonder cuz I call [E] the shots
I got a hunger.
I got a [C] fever.
I got a fresh
[Dbm] _ My [E] blood runs cold and my feet run faster I Still got
[C] Your heart don't [E] matter
Say [A] what you [Ab] want
And it'll be your last words.
It ain't a secret.
I [Ab] got a hit list and maybe you're up [N] next
It's that come on come on
Teach him [C] not to fuck [N] with me
Back him up, [Dbm] back him [Dm] [C] up
Let him know who runs [E] these streets
Take him down, take him [Fm] down
[C] Count them up like one, [E] two, three
Na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[C]
Turn the body down
Don't think you can stop me, ay
Boy, man, that's so funny, ay
I pull out the Uzi, blow your brains out, then I'm ready, man
This is not a game
[E] This is not for fame, yeah
Maybe I'm the [Gm] realest, but fuck you, I can't complain
[Dbm] So I go in my lane
Shoot a ranger in, yeah
I'm a [C] chopper, bring it on, I let him [E] lay
I might be insane, my thoughts just a grain
I been hurt many times
[Am] Now you gotta feel my [E] pain
I see bodies on bodies, bodies on bodies, bodies on bodies
Guns in the lobby, leave in the Audi
Hands all bloody, riding with the top off
Roof of black is slapped off
The photo told me how to shoot [C] down [E] helicopters
Well, it was your name, I just sprayed a lot of [Ab] green
On the reason you not to fuck with [E] me
[D] That heartless heart is [E] aiming at me
I got so much rage in me
You not to fuck with [Gm] me
[N] You gotta sickness
You wouldn't want this
It's coming [Em] down real bad
You brought it to a knife
Until a gunfight
[C] You better watch your [E] back
Don't you ever wonder what it's like on top
I [C] don't gotta wonder
Cause I'm [E] never not
I gotta sickness, I gotta hit list
[C] And baby you're up [E] next
My blood [F] runs [C] cold
And my feet run [E] faster
I still [F] got heart
I hear a [C] heart don't [E] matter
Say what [F] you [Ab] want
And it'll be your last words
It ain't a [C] secret
I gotta hit list
And baby you're up [E] next
I got so much rage in me
Stack em [E] up, stack em up
[Ab] _ [C]
Teach em not to [E] fuck with me
Stack em up, [Gb] stack em [Ab] [C] up
Let em know what [E] my streets teach
Take em down, [C] take em down
Count em out like [E] 1, 2, 3
I'm [Am] not the [E] one
[Ab]
Do the [N] body count _ _ _ _ _
_ Yeah, buddy, buddy, buddy, buddy
_ [C] _
_ _ Yeah, just X a right
And got a hunger.
I got a fever and it just won't quit.
I
Got a temper.
I got a bullet with your name on [E] it
Everybody wonders what it's like [Ab] on top.
I don't [G] gotta wonder cuz I call [E] the shots
I got a hunger.
I got a [C] fever.
I got a fresh
[Dbm] _ My [E] blood runs cold and my feet run faster I Still got
[C] Your heart don't [E] matter
Say [A] what you [Ab] want
And it'll be your last words.
It ain't a secret.
I [Ab] got a hit list and maybe you're up [N] next
It's that come on come on
Teach him [C] not to fuck [N] with me
Back him up, [Dbm] back him [Dm] [C] up
Let him know who runs [E] these streets
Take him down, take him [Fm] down
[C] Count them up like one, [E] two, three
Na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[C]
Turn the body down
Don't think you can stop me, ay
Boy, man, that's so funny, ay
I pull out the Uzi, blow your brains out, then I'm ready, man
This is not a game
[E] This is not for fame, yeah
Maybe I'm the [Gm] realest, but fuck you, I can't complain
[Dbm] So I go in my lane
Shoot a ranger in, yeah
I'm a [C] chopper, bring it on, I let him [E] lay
I might be insane, my thoughts just a grain
I been hurt many times
[Am] Now you gotta feel my [E] pain
I see bodies on bodies, bodies on bodies, bodies on bodies
Guns in the lobby, leave in the Audi
Hands all bloody, riding with the top off
Roof of black is slapped off
The photo told me how to shoot [C] down [E] helicopters
Well, it was your name, I just sprayed a lot of [Ab] green
On the reason you not to fuck with [E] me
[D] That heartless heart is [E] aiming at me
I got so much rage in me
You not to fuck with [Gm] me
[N] You gotta sickness
You wouldn't want this
It's coming [Em] down real bad
You brought it to a knife
Until a gunfight
[C] You better watch your [E] back
Don't you ever wonder what it's like on top
I [C] don't gotta wonder
Cause I'm [E] never not
I gotta sickness, I gotta hit list
[C] And baby you're up [E] next
My blood [F] runs [C] cold
And my feet run [E] faster
I still [F] got heart
I hear a [C] heart don't [E] matter
Say what [F] you [Ab] want
And it'll be your last words
It ain't a [C] secret
I gotta hit list
And baby you're up [E] next
I got so much rage in me
Stack em [E] up, stack em up
[Ab] _ [C]
Teach em not to [E] fuck with me
Stack em up, [Gb] stack em [Ab] [C] up
Let em know what [E] my streets teach
Take em down, [C] take em down
Count em out like [E] 1, 2, 3
I'm [Am] not the [E] one
[Ab]
Do the [N] body count _ _ _ _ _