Chords for Killer Mike - Don't Let The Devil ft. EI-P, thankugoodsir (Official Music Video)

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_ The jewel runner, the product of many cruel summers.
And the description was fitting, they say it's two gunners.
Slap chick, he's out the cheek until you're through hummers.
After seeing the Hellcat scream, cause we don't do hundreds.
But we do Bentley haunters, taking your baby mommas.
She hostage me in the Hummers, she kiss it to pay me homage.
She work it like I deserve it, she move like the perfect [Bm] pervert.
They say Mississippi burning, I'm sitting here serving, eating [Em] sherbet.
Watch the world go to hell as I'm laughing, saying it's perfect.
Catch me after Sunday service, disturbing the church's [Bm] workers.
Tell the deacon we ain't speaking, need money, his prayers worthless.
I can tell through my alertness, he's nervous about his [Em] purpose.
Hey, in the name of Jesus, the reaper, I serve him perfectly.
My God, higher than the skies, we fly over Earth's [Bm] surface.
Flying satellite height as I'm looking at Earth's circus.
Keep your eyes on the prize and don't let the devil [Em] coerce you. _ _ _ _ _ _
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[Em] It's love.
Rather meet me, ate a cash spray in the greedy.
You should've brought the Uzi, oopsie, I'm a doozy.
How you moving?
One or two inch, super group it.
Guerrilla, brutal, tutor, cash for the losers.
Good gracious, motherfuckers really not dangerous.
Any pussy that hit him, simply face an erasure.
Jamie from Mayor, vote for the [Bm] brain flare.
Be a AR, spray the radar, [E] down invaders.
Fame blessing, the piggy dissecting connection.
Put an X in, gripping the flick [Bm] tension.
Upper rope, elbow to plexus.
No mid smoke, upper smoke, only the lower, make an [Em] exception.
Brooklyn, our Lord bless us.
Snipers at the Nexus, lifers, come and check us [Bm] next.
They all goddamn in the game of their prayer, thoughts and prayers.
Shut the fuck up, put your [Em] hands in the air.
Run the jewels. _ _ _ _ _ _
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Jesus, [Em] Jesus. _ _ _ _ _
Fuck up, run the jewels.
_ _ _ Don't let the devil coerce you.
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