Chords for Machine Gun Kelly - against the world (official music video)
Tempo:
146.8 bpm
Chords used:
Eb
Cm
Ab
C
Bb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Cm] [Eb]
[Cm]
[Eb]
[Cm]
Hell, [Eb] I have done it again
I [Cm]
have [Eb] been here [Ab] many times before
[Cm] Hurt [Eb] myself again [Ab]
today
[Cm]
And the [Eb] worst part [Ab] is there's no one else to [Cm]
blame
[Eb] [Ab]
[Fm]
[Cm] [Eb] [Ab]
[Bb]
[Cm] I thought I was [Eb] [Ab] alone
[Fm] And [Cm]
they want me [Eb] to have
[Ab] [Bb] [Cm] a little fun
It's [Eb] just me against the world
[Db] Lost my mistress and my girl
[D] All [N] they wanted was what's in my safe
[Abm] And all I wanted was to still [Cm] be great
Cop a plate, fill a fake
[Eb] All these people in my face
Wasn't ready for the fame
I flip my shade and pour the cakes
Looking at my fans like I can't ball without a base
[Cm] They understand, to the end I bow our heads and let us pray, amen
And [Eb] after all these years of crime [Ab] and malice
I look down to see I'm cold and [Cm] calloused
And [Eb] when our sins are too filthy [Ab] to bear
We have to wash [C] them down
I grab your chalice
And toast to those who always raised their glasses
When most never chose to go against the masses
So if you ride or die, [Eb] then let me see them elves
And [Ab] I'll take you to a place where we can be [C]
ourselves
Look, [Eb] Hollywood has got my sight for party
[Ab] Nah, [Ebm] look what happened to [C] Chris Farley
Rest in peace him and [Eb] Christopher Wallace
[Ab] More money, more [Cm] problems, and less people than when you started
Shit, yeah, and you wonder why I don't drink coffee
I don't want to wake up to these problems of a boss like John Donnie
I'd rather be Che Guevara mixed with a little bit [F] of Marcus Garvey
I'm digging holes of [Cm] a revolution that was up for my anarchy
But I'm party, I have a home so I get set, I'll be quick
Everybody want to have virtue, sick, take it here
I don't know y'all shit, smoke and sip
[Eb] Change my clothes and give my fire all a kiss
Family matter, my success don't face they haters
[F] But homie, [Cm] it's damn, for it's just [Eb] me against the world
[Ab] Lost my [B] mistress and [Db] my girl
All they [Eb] wanted was what's in my safe
[Abm] When all I wanted was to still be [Cm] great, Kel
[Eb] But greatness is in the eye [Ab] of the beholder
So it starts with you
Believe in your own abilities the [Eb] way you have believed in [Ab] mine
It's [Bb] time, put em up
[Cm]
Let's toast [Eb] to those who always raised their [Ab] glasses
When most never chose to go against the [Cm] master
Now I know you ride or [Eb] die so let me see them L's
And be proud that you are not [Ab] afraid to be [C] yourself
If [Eb] they want me, come and [Ab] get me
Unload this clip for the [C] simp
[Ab] Nice stutter, motherfucker
Do whatever I [Cm] must to protect my brother
Let's go up, [Eb] put no man above each [Cm] other
This is [B] what you live by when you trying to make it up and [Cm] gutter
This is how you show that precious [Eb] little baby girl you love her
This is how you step up as a man and get that bread and butter
But goodbye, all we do is goodbye
[Cm]
Ironic how a lower class will always seem to get high
And a chronic seller is the man cause he got the supply
So get it, demand the supply
Make the [Ab] spinach, get the pot pie
[Cm] Sleep at one, I open, no clothes
[Eb] Bitch next door means no [Ab] clothes
Make songs feel like photos, I am hip hop's Andy [Cm] Warhol Yeah
So [Eb] if they want me, come and [Cm] get me
And I'll unload this clip for the simp
[Cm]
[Eb]
[Cm]
Hell, [Eb] I have done it again
I [Cm]
have [Eb] been here [Ab] many times before
[Cm] Hurt [Eb] myself again [Ab]
today
[Cm]
And the [Eb] worst part [Ab] is there's no one else to [Cm]
blame
[Eb] [Ab]
[Fm]
[Cm] [Eb] [Ab]
[Bb]
[Cm] I thought I was [Eb] [Ab] alone
[Fm] And [Cm]
they want me [Eb] to have
[Ab] [Bb] [Cm] a little fun
It's [Eb] just me against the world
[Db] Lost my mistress and my girl
[D] All [N] they wanted was what's in my safe
[Abm] And all I wanted was to still [Cm] be great
Cop a plate, fill a fake
[Eb] All these people in my face
Wasn't ready for the fame
I flip my shade and pour the cakes
Looking at my fans like I can't ball without a base
[Cm] They understand, to the end I bow our heads and let us pray, amen
And [Eb] after all these years of crime [Ab] and malice
I look down to see I'm cold and [Cm] calloused
And [Eb] when our sins are too filthy [Ab] to bear
We have to wash [C] them down
I grab your chalice
And toast to those who always raised their glasses
When most never chose to go against the masses
So if you ride or die, [Eb] then let me see them elves
And [Ab] I'll take you to a place where we can be [C]
ourselves
Look, [Eb] Hollywood has got my sight for party
[Ab] Nah, [Ebm] look what happened to [C] Chris Farley
Rest in peace him and [Eb] Christopher Wallace
[Ab] More money, more [Cm] problems, and less people than when you started
Shit, yeah, and you wonder why I don't drink coffee
I don't want to wake up to these problems of a boss like John Donnie
I'd rather be Che Guevara mixed with a little bit [F] of Marcus Garvey
I'm digging holes of [Cm] a revolution that was up for my anarchy
But I'm party, I have a home so I get set, I'll be quick
Everybody want to have virtue, sick, take it here
I don't know y'all shit, smoke and sip
[Eb] Change my clothes and give my fire all a kiss
Family matter, my success don't face they haters
[F] But homie, [Cm] it's damn, for it's just [Eb] me against the world
[Ab] Lost my [B] mistress and [Db] my girl
All they [Eb] wanted was what's in my safe
[Abm] When all I wanted was to still be [Cm] great, Kel
[Eb] But greatness is in the eye [Ab] of the beholder
So it starts with you
Believe in your own abilities the [Eb] way you have believed in [Ab] mine
It's [Bb] time, put em up
[Cm]
Let's toast [Eb] to those who always raised their [Ab] glasses
When most never chose to go against the [Cm] master
Now I know you ride or [Eb] die so let me see them L's
And be proud that you are not [Ab] afraid to be [C] yourself
If [Eb] they want me, come and [Ab] get me
Unload this clip for the [C] simp
[Ab] Nice stutter, motherfucker
Do whatever I [Cm] must to protect my brother
Let's go up, [Eb] put no man above each [Cm] other
This is [B] what you live by when you trying to make it up and [Cm] gutter
This is how you show that precious [Eb] little baby girl you love her
This is how you step up as a man and get that bread and butter
But goodbye, all we do is goodbye
[Cm]
Ironic how a lower class will always seem to get high
And a chronic seller is the man cause he got the supply
So get it, demand the supply
Make the [Ab] spinach, get the pot pie
[Cm] Sleep at one, I open, no clothes
[Eb] Bitch next door means no [Ab] clothes
Make songs feel like photos, I am hip hop's Andy [Cm] Warhol Yeah
So [Eb] if they want me, come and [Cm] get me
And I'll unload this clip for the simp
Key:
Eb
Cm
Ab
C
Bb
Eb
Cm
Ab
[Cm] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _
Hell, [Eb] I have done it _ _ again
_ _ I [Cm] _
_ _ have [Eb] been here [Ab] many times _ before _ _ _
[Cm] Hurt _ [Eb] myself again [Ab] _
_ today
_ _ _ _ [Cm]
And _ the [Eb] worst part [Ab] is there's no one else to _ _ [Cm]
blame
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Ab] _
_ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _
[Cm] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ [Ab] _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[Cm] I thought I was [Eb] _ _ [Ab] alone
_ _ _ [Fm] And _ _ [Cm] _
they want me [Eb] to have _ _
[Ab] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Cm] a little _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
fun
It's [Eb] just me against the world
[Db] _ Lost my mistress and my girl
[D] _ All [N] they wanted was what's in my safe
_ [Abm] And all I wanted was to still [Cm] be great
Cop a plate, fill a fake
[Eb] All these people in my face
Wasn't ready for the fame
I flip my shade and pour the cakes
Looking at my fans like I can't ball without a base
[Cm] They understand, to the end I bow our heads and let us pray, amen
_ And [Eb] after all these years of crime [Ab] and malice
I look down to see I'm cold and [Cm] calloused
_ And [Eb] when our sins are too filthy [Ab] to bear
_ We have to wash [C] them down
I grab your chalice
And toast to those who always raised their glasses
When most never chose to go against the masses
So if you ride or die, [Eb] then let me see them elves
And [Ab] I'll take you to a place where we can be [C]
ourselves
Look, [Eb] Hollywood has got my sight for party
[Ab] _ Nah, [Ebm] look what happened to [C] Chris Farley
_ Rest in peace him and [Eb] Christopher Wallace
[Ab] More money, more [Cm] problems, and less people than when you started
Shit, yeah, and you wonder why I don't drink coffee
I don't want to wake up to these problems of a boss like John Donnie
I'd rather be Che Guevara mixed with a little bit [F] of Marcus Garvey
I'm digging holes of [Cm] a revolution that was up for my anarchy
But I'm party, I have a home so I get set, I'll be quick
Everybody want to have virtue, sick, take it here
I don't know y'all shit, smoke and sip
[Eb] Change my clothes and give my fire all a kiss
Family matter, my success don't face they haters
[F] But homie, [Cm] it's damn, for it's just [Eb] me against the world _
[Ab] _ _ Lost my [B] mistress and [Db] my girl _
_ All they [Eb] wanted was what's in my safe
[Abm] _ _ When all I wanted was to still be [Cm] great, Kel
_ _ [Eb] But greatness is in the eye [Ab] of the beholder
So it starts with you _ _
Believe in your own abilities the [Eb] way you have believed in [Ab] mine
_ It's [Bb] time, put em up
[Cm] _
Let's toast [Eb] to those who always raised their [Ab] glasses
When most never chose to go against the [Cm] master
Now I know you ride or [Eb] die so let me see them L's
And be proud that you are not [Ab] afraid to be [C] yourself
_ _ If [Eb] they want me, come and [Ab] get me
_ _ _ Unload this clip for the [C] simp
_ _ _ [Ab] Nice stutter, motherfucker
_ Do whatever I [Cm] must to protect my brother
Let's go up, [Eb] put no man above each [Cm] other
This is [B] what you live by when you trying to make it up and [Cm] gutter
This is how you show that precious [Eb] little baby girl you love her
This is how you step up as a man and get that bread and butter
But goodbye, all we do is goodbye
[Cm]
Ironic how a lower class will always seem to get high
And a chronic seller is the man cause he got the supply
So get it, demand the supply
Make the [Ab] spinach, get the pot pie
[Cm] Sleep at one, I open, no clothes
[Eb] Bitch next door means no [Ab] clothes
Make songs feel like photos, I am hip hop's Andy [Cm] Warhol Yeah
So [Eb] if they want me, come and [Cm] get me
_ And I'll unload this clip for the simp
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _
Hell, [Eb] I have done it _ _ again
_ _ I [Cm] _
_ _ have [Eb] been here [Ab] many times _ before _ _ _
[Cm] Hurt _ [Eb] myself again [Ab] _
_ today
_ _ _ _ [Cm]
And _ the [Eb] worst part [Ab] is there's no one else to _ _ [Cm]
blame
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Ab] _
_ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _
[Cm] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ [Ab] _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[Cm] I thought I was [Eb] _ _ [Ab] alone
_ _ _ [Fm] And _ _ [Cm] _
they want me [Eb] to have _ _
[Ab] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Cm] a little _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
fun
It's [Eb] just me against the world
[Db] _ Lost my mistress and my girl
[D] _ All [N] they wanted was what's in my safe
_ [Abm] And all I wanted was to still [Cm] be great
Cop a plate, fill a fake
[Eb] All these people in my face
Wasn't ready for the fame
I flip my shade and pour the cakes
Looking at my fans like I can't ball without a base
[Cm] They understand, to the end I bow our heads and let us pray, amen
_ And [Eb] after all these years of crime [Ab] and malice
I look down to see I'm cold and [Cm] calloused
_ And [Eb] when our sins are too filthy [Ab] to bear
_ We have to wash [C] them down
I grab your chalice
And toast to those who always raised their glasses
When most never chose to go against the masses
So if you ride or die, [Eb] then let me see them elves
And [Ab] I'll take you to a place where we can be [C]
ourselves
Look, [Eb] Hollywood has got my sight for party
[Ab] _ Nah, [Ebm] look what happened to [C] Chris Farley
_ Rest in peace him and [Eb] Christopher Wallace
[Ab] More money, more [Cm] problems, and less people than when you started
Shit, yeah, and you wonder why I don't drink coffee
I don't want to wake up to these problems of a boss like John Donnie
I'd rather be Che Guevara mixed with a little bit [F] of Marcus Garvey
I'm digging holes of [Cm] a revolution that was up for my anarchy
But I'm party, I have a home so I get set, I'll be quick
Everybody want to have virtue, sick, take it here
I don't know y'all shit, smoke and sip
[Eb] Change my clothes and give my fire all a kiss
Family matter, my success don't face they haters
[F] But homie, [Cm] it's damn, for it's just [Eb] me against the world _
[Ab] _ _ Lost my [B] mistress and [Db] my girl _
_ All they [Eb] wanted was what's in my safe
[Abm] _ _ When all I wanted was to still be [Cm] great, Kel
_ _ [Eb] But greatness is in the eye [Ab] of the beholder
So it starts with you _ _
Believe in your own abilities the [Eb] way you have believed in [Ab] mine
_ It's [Bb] time, put em up
[Cm] _
Let's toast [Eb] to those who always raised their [Ab] glasses
When most never chose to go against the [Cm] master
Now I know you ride or [Eb] die so let me see them L's
And be proud that you are not [Ab] afraid to be [C] yourself
_ _ If [Eb] they want me, come and [Ab] get me
_ _ _ Unload this clip for the [C] simp
_ _ _ [Ab] Nice stutter, motherfucker
_ Do whatever I [Cm] must to protect my brother
Let's go up, [Eb] put no man above each [Cm] other
This is [B] what you live by when you trying to make it up and [Cm] gutter
This is how you show that precious [Eb] little baby girl you love her
This is how you step up as a man and get that bread and butter
But goodbye, all we do is goodbye
[Cm]
Ironic how a lower class will always seem to get high
And a chronic seller is the man cause he got the supply
So get it, demand the supply
Make the [Ab] spinach, get the pot pie
[Cm] Sleep at one, I open, no clothes
[Eb] Bitch next door means no [Ab] clothes
Make songs feel like photos, I am hip hop's Andy [Cm] Warhol Yeah
So [Eb] if they want me, come and [Cm] get me
_ And I'll unload this clip for the simp
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _