Shut Em Down Chords by Lyte

Tempo:
98.05 bpm
Chords used:

C#

F#

D#m

B

G#

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Lyte - Shut Em Down chords
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I get sick with it in a while, [C#] but don't.
[D#m] And I spit my [A#] wicked style, [B] I will shut him down.
I [F#] crack the lid, tip you the bottle, [C#] then I suck it down.
Rip [D#m] through this song, that song, song [B] after song,
[G#] till dawn, it's on.
[F#] When it's time to light the city, [C#] we don't fuck around.
Fuck [D#m] your cruise, rhymes, they're mighty shitty.
[B] Had to shut him down.
[F#] Several fine dimes with glitter titties [C#] outside.
Stuck around, pull [D#m] off this thong, that thong, thong
[B] after thong, till dawn, it's [F#] on.
Young light, setting it up, giving it what it [C#] came for.
Blowing their mind with strange flow,
better be off the [G#] chain, ho.
I'm different at the [A#] same old.
Other rappers that can't [B] hang, no.
They ain't fucking with us, it's about to be the [F#] same show.
Wanna feel the rush, let's get it popping tonight.
[C#] And once I get the energy, there ain't no [D#m] stopping the light.
Watch it.
And I'ma get it rocking like a rocking chair,
and [D#] I'ma get the drop in pure ecstasy.
[F#] Someone get the doc in here.
About to hit the ground feeling [C#] nauseous.
Fucking around with light, be cautious.
[D#m] Got your bitch going down like a [B] drawbridge.
And when I'm in your town, they like, [F#] aw, shit.
I'ma make it now, it's time to find [C#] I'm real.
I feel I wanna get it, wanna hit it, wanna sweat it.
I'm incredible, cause my [D#m] mind killer.
Mind's iller than most, I'm killing your [B] folks.
No time for a woman, cause I'm drilling these hoes.
[F#] I get sick with it and wild, [C#] but don't fuck around.
[D#m] When I spin my wakiest style, [B] I will shut him down.
I [F#] crack the lid to fuel the bottle, [C#] then I suck it down.
Rip [D#m] through this song, that song, song [B] after song,
till dawn, it's [F#] on.
Moshbox in the building, so you know it's about to be [C#] hype
as hell tonight, like your pay, you dig your [D#m] right.
Light it up.
Dirty Sprite [D#m] minus wealth, plus he about to [B] go in.
And I can't fight this spell, cause [F#] it's E-I-M-E rolling.
I'm loading and coasting, no joking.
Don't tell my [C#] manager.
The groupie model, bitch, at a hotel.
But we can [D#m] sandwich her.
A savage, yes, sir.
Check it, I am that [B] strange kid, the bad influence
that your mother never let you.
[F#] I ain't what?
Check it, I ain't changed much.
I still [C#] clank drugs, bank sluts, and if you ain't [D#m] talking money,
it ain't us.
Hey, cause you [G#] see me on my way up [B] like a layup,
doing it independent.
I ain't taking [F#] bank cuts.
Say what?
Yeah, I got a lot of y'all [C#] bugging,
and I can't make it any clearer than this vodka I'm chugging.
And I ain't [A#] stopping for nothing.
I'm moving on to better things.
I'm a [G#] juggalo for life, and I bet I never change.
Man, it's time to [F#] light the city.
[C#] We don't fuck around.
Fuck [D#m] your cruise rights.
They're mighty shitty.
[B] Had to shut them down.
Several [F#] fine guys wear glitter titties [C#] outside.
Stuff around all [D#] of this song.
My tongue, thong [B] after thong till dawn is [F#] on.
My song, my directed stage, my clique, [C#] we raised.
I flip that bump, drop, now hit that bass.
Check it, [C#m] no, I don't sip.
I take a fit to the face, and I'm a pimp.
Shit, I fuck any bitch in the [F#] place.
It's a lifestyle.
Life's a wild child, never [C#] growing up.
Party every night, growing nuts.
Right now, I'm [D#m] growing up.
Steel rolling blunts and burning three.
I'm high as [B] mercury.
Mercury's perfectly working streets. Most [F#] certainly.
Bitch, I go harder than Hercules.
Turn the boo to a [C#] Mertesin.
A Mertesin.
Act like y'all ain't never [D#m] heard of me.
Your girl and your sister has double tap like [B] Instagram.
Bitch, I'm about my money.
It ain't no talking [F#] Mr.
Crab.
Born with the gift to gab.
Guaranteed I'm [C#] hitting that.
Kicking back.
Every night, I'm smashing at a [D#m] different path.
Talking with me, bitch, where?
Y'all better not [C#] be bitch.
Straight barrier, [F#] sick as shit.
[C#]
[D#m] Wow, I spend my weight to starve.
[B]
Shut them down.
I [F#] cook it to build it up.
[C#] But I suck it down.
[D#m] This song, that song, some of the songs.
[C#] It's all I'm [F#] saying.
[C#]
[D#m] City [B] had to shut them down.
Share [F#] all my home with me.
Kitty [C#] rocks, I accept her round.
So [D#m] this song, that song, [B] I'm happy.
Fuck you, God.
This [F#] song, [C#]
[D#] this song, that thought, [B]
this [F#] song. Oh.
[C#]
[D#m] This song, [D#] that song, song [B] after song, till dawn.
I shut them down.
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F#
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D#m
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B
12341112
G#
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C#
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F#
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D#m
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Learn the basic chords of Lyte - (Green Version) Shut Em Down chords, with this master sequence: G#, B, F#, C#, B, C#, D#m and B. Set your pace at 49 BPM initially and then sync up with the song's BPM of 98. Align the capo with your vocal depth and chord choice, bearing in mind the song's original key: F# Major.

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I get sick with it in a while, [C#] but don't. _
_ [D#m] And I spit my [A#] wicked style, [B] I will shut him down.
I [F#] crack the lid, tip you the bottle, [C#] then I suck it down.
Rip [D#m] through this song, that song, song [B] after song,
[G#] till dawn, it's on.
[F#] When it's time to light the city, [C#] we don't fuck around.
Fuck [D#m] your cruise, rhymes, they're mighty shitty.
[B] Had to shut him down.
[F#] Several fine dimes with glitter titties [C#] outside.
Stuck around, pull [D#m] off this thong, that thong, thong
[B] after thong, till dawn, it's [F#] on.
Young light, setting it up, giving it what it [C#] came for.
Blowing their mind with strange flow,
better be off the [G#] chain, ho.
I'm different at the [A#] same old.
Other rappers that can't [B] hang, no.
They ain't fucking with us, it's about to be the [F#] same show.
Wanna feel the rush, let's get it popping tonight.
[C#] And once I get the energy, there ain't no [D#m] stopping the light.
Watch it.
And I'ma get it rocking like a rocking chair,
and [D#] I'ma get the drop in pure ecstasy.
[F#] Someone get the doc in here.
About to hit the ground feeling [C#] nauseous.
Fucking around with light, be cautious.
[D#m] Got your bitch going down like a [B] drawbridge.
And when I'm in your town, they like, [F#] aw, shit.
I'ma make it now, it's time to find [C#] I'm real.
I feel I wanna get it, wanna hit it, wanna sweat it.
I'm incredible, cause my [D#m] mind killer.
Mind's iller than most, I'm killing your [B] folks.
No time for a woman, cause I'm drilling these hoes.
[F#] I get sick with it and wild, [C#] but don't fuck around.
[D#m] When I spin my wakiest style, [B] I will shut him down.
I [F#] crack the lid to fuel the bottle, [C#] then I suck it down.
Rip [D#m] through this song, that song, song [B] after song,
till dawn, it's [F#] on.
Moshbox in the building, so you know it's about to be [C#] hype
as hell tonight, like your pay, you dig your [D#m] right.
Light it up.
Dirty Sprite [D#m] minus wealth, plus he about to [B] go in.
And I can't fight this spell, cause [F#] it's E-I-M-E rolling.
I'm loading and coasting, no joking.
Don't tell my [C#] manager.
The groupie model, bitch, at a hotel.
But we can [D#m] sandwich her.
A savage, yes, sir.
Check it, I am that [B] strange kid, the bad influence
that your mother never let you.
[F#] I ain't what?
Check it, I ain't changed much.
I still [C#] clank drugs, bank sluts, and if you ain't [D#m] talking money,
it ain't us.
Hey, cause you [G#] see me on my way up [B] like a layup,
doing it independent.
I ain't taking [F#] bank cuts.
Say what?
Yeah, I got a lot of y'all [C#] bugging,
and I can't make it any clearer than this vodka I'm chugging.
And I ain't [A#] stopping for nothing.
I'm moving on to better things.
I'm a [G#] juggalo for life, and I bet I never change.
Man, it's time to [F#] light the city.
[C#] We don't fuck around.
Fuck [D#m] your cruise rights.
They're mighty shitty.
[B] Had to shut them down.
Several [F#] fine guys wear glitter titties [C#] outside.
Stuff around all [D#] of this song.
My tongue, thong [B] after thong till dawn is [F#] on.
My song, my directed stage, my clique, [C#] we raised.
I flip that bump, drop, now hit that bass.
Check it, [C#m] no, I don't sip.
I take a fit to the face, and I'm a pimp.
Shit, I fuck any bitch in the [F#] place.
It's a lifestyle.
Life's a wild child, never [C#] growing up.
Party every night, growing nuts.
Right now, I'm [D#m] growing up.
Steel rolling blunts and burning three.
I'm high as [B] mercury.
Mercury's perfectly working streets. Most [F#] certainly.
Bitch, I go harder than Hercules.
Turn the boo to a [C#] Mertesin.
A Mertesin.
Act like y'all ain't never [D#m] heard of me.
Your girl and your sister has double tap like [B] Instagram.
Bitch, I'm about my money.
It ain't no talking [F#] Mr.
Crab.
Born with the gift to gab.
Guaranteed I'm [C#] hitting that.
Kicking back.
Every night, I'm smashing at a [D#m] different path.
Talking with me, bitch, where?
Y'all better not [C#] be bitch.
Straight barrier, [F#] sick as shit.
_ [C#] _ _ _
_ [D#m] Wow, I spend my weight to starve.
[B] _
Shut them down.
I [F#] cook it to build it up.
[C#] But I suck it down.
[D#m] This song, that song, some of the songs.
[C#] It's all I'm [F#] saying.
_ _ _ [C#] _ _
_ _ [D#m] _ _ City [B] had to shut them down.
Share [F#] all my home with me.
Kitty [C#] rocks, I accept her round.
So [D#m] this song, that song, [B] I'm happy.
Fuck you, God.
This [F#] song, _ _ [C#] _ _
_ [D#] this song, that thought, [B] _ _
this [F#] song. Oh.
_ [C#] _ _
_ [D#m] This song, [D#] that song, song [B] after song, till dawn.
I shut them down. _ _ _ _

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