Chords for Machine Gun Kelly- Breaking News (Official Video)
Tempo:
146.55 bpm
Chords used:
Fm
Ab
C
Gb
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
No mercy has begun.
Ladies and gentlemen, Machine Gun [Cm] Kelly!
[Fm] The next kid I'm taking is a star.
For me, one of the best live performance I've ever seen.
[Gb] And I'm gonna [Db] kill you all!
[F] [Ab] That pack, fuck [Fm] that.
I was always hanging with the drugs, that.
I was always hanging with the rugrats.
Someone come and show me where the drugs at.
[Ab] Someone come and pop on, a hot song, into my shit.
[B] Get an iPhone, take [C] a video, I'm making last song.
Get [Ab] some popcorn, cause I murder every single H.O.M.E.L.O. that I get.
[Fm] And I'm motherfuckin' rich, I'm gonna stop the shit.
Until I'm making up, I'm like a Tupac to live.
Until I'm killing everybody like an idiot.
Until I'm revolutionary like a Gandhi, yeah.
Until I'm popping all these bullets to accomplish things.
Until [Gb] I'm always trying to make love with the comedy.
Until whenever [Fm] somebody is feeling talkative,
my name is Butterf, doesn't matter what the topic is.
Didn't think I would, bitch, it flow like boom boom bap.
Bitch, I come from, but you never move that.
Look into my room, get a view, look at my past.
Got that, got weed, got jack, got cheese, had that.
Got Demi, got [Gb] slaps, got shrooms, got hash.
Popped on a scene, some [Db] kickin', got mad.
Walked on a red carpet like, [C] kiss my ass, bitch.
[E] [Gm] [Gbm]
[Fm] [B] Y [Gb]
[Fm]
'all gotta hear shit.
Ask anybody in the 216 if my name rings bells in them bricks.
Everybody [G] know who that is.
What you hate, boy?
[Ab] You late, [F] boy?
You ain't heard [Ab] about that great boy?
Three-letter name, Carcage Boy.
Used to live right there up the way, boy.
Man, you heard about [Bm] him, you [Fm] said the name.
You saw the hot tunes, I clicked the play.
You like the shit and you bought [F] the shit.
Put him on a playlist right next to Jay.
[N] When your girl saw me, I signed a tip.
Then she disappeared, you could've found a bitch.
You know what time it is?
I put my dick in a condescending.
Fuck boy, you lonely.
Fuck boy, you phony.
You would think these fuck boys fucking boys
with the way that they be, y'all lonely.
If it ain't EST in your mouth,
then whatever you rep is corny.
Got a new singer without me on it?
That [Eb] shit boring, bitch.
I'm [D] snoring, man, I'm throwing eggs, damn damn.
I showed y'all how to turn up.
100 J's in my ass tray, bitch.
I showed y'all how to burn up.
[Ab] Sacrificed what y'all wouldn't give to these kids
and now you love fans?
None of these rappers got a move it.
Tell them quit jocking my [C] ass.
[Fm] And y'all can have the bloggers own type shit.
God gave me both these hands to fight with.
I'm stuck.
I'll [C] take a night quick, cause my [Fm] fight dance like Vikings.
My [Cm] chest throw you on the ground like Dyson.
I just go into the pocket with your license.
Get a wallet and a couple dollars on night.
[Dbm] Bitches all over my dick, that's priceless.
I just fuck them at the rep [Eb] like Pisces.
Pipe this, jealous of the bitch [Abm] I'm with,
cause they almost act like D-9's.
Get it, digest every [C] little word I'm spitting,
cause it's food for thoughts of pay attention.
Better listen, I'm on a mission.
They killin' off all of my covers.
And I'm not doing nothing,
I'm going to witness [Fm] my fucking self.
[N]
Ladies and gentlemen, Machine Gun [Cm] Kelly!
[Fm] The next kid I'm taking is a star.
For me, one of the best live performance I've ever seen.
[Gb] And I'm gonna [Db] kill you all!
[F] [Ab] That pack, fuck [Fm] that.
I was always hanging with the drugs, that.
I was always hanging with the rugrats.
Someone come and show me where the drugs at.
[Ab] Someone come and pop on, a hot song, into my shit.
[B] Get an iPhone, take [C] a video, I'm making last song.
Get [Ab] some popcorn, cause I murder every single H.O.M.E.L.O. that I get.
[Fm] And I'm motherfuckin' rich, I'm gonna stop the shit.
Until I'm making up, I'm like a Tupac to live.
Until I'm killing everybody like an idiot.
Until I'm revolutionary like a Gandhi, yeah.
Until I'm popping all these bullets to accomplish things.
Until [Gb] I'm always trying to make love with the comedy.
Until whenever [Fm] somebody is feeling talkative,
my name is Butterf, doesn't matter what the topic is.
Didn't think I would, bitch, it flow like boom boom bap.
Bitch, I come from, but you never move that.
Look into my room, get a view, look at my past.
Got that, got weed, got jack, got cheese, had that.
Got Demi, got [Gb] slaps, got shrooms, got hash.
Popped on a scene, some [Db] kickin', got mad.
Walked on a red carpet like, [C] kiss my ass, bitch.
[E] [Gm] [Gbm]
[Fm] [B] Y [Gb]
[Fm]
'all gotta hear shit.
Ask anybody in the 216 if my name rings bells in them bricks.
Everybody [G] know who that is.
What you hate, boy?
[Ab] You late, [F] boy?
You ain't heard [Ab] about that great boy?
Three-letter name, Carcage Boy.
Used to live right there up the way, boy.
Man, you heard about [Bm] him, you [Fm] said the name.
You saw the hot tunes, I clicked the play.
You like the shit and you bought [F] the shit.
Put him on a playlist right next to Jay.
[N] When your girl saw me, I signed a tip.
Then she disappeared, you could've found a bitch.
You know what time it is?
I put my dick in a condescending.
Fuck boy, you lonely.
Fuck boy, you phony.
You would think these fuck boys fucking boys
with the way that they be, y'all lonely.
If it ain't EST in your mouth,
then whatever you rep is corny.
Got a new singer without me on it?
That [Eb] shit boring, bitch.
I'm [D] snoring, man, I'm throwing eggs, damn damn.
I showed y'all how to turn up.
100 J's in my ass tray, bitch.
I showed y'all how to burn up.
[Ab] Sacrificed what y'all wouldn't give to these kids
and now you love fans?
None of these rappers got a move it.
Tell them quit jocking my [C] ass.
[Fm] And y'all can have the bloggers own type shit.
God gave me both these hands to fight with.
I'm stuck.
I'll [C] take a night quick, cause my [Fm] fight dance like Vikings.
My [Cm] chest throw you on the ground like Dyson.
I just go into the pocket with your license.
Get a wallet and a couple dollars on night.
[Dbm] Bitches all over my dick, that's priceless.
I just fuck them at the rep [Eb] like Pisces.
Pipe this, jealous of the bitch [Abm] I'm with,
cause they almost act like D-9's.
Get it, digest every [C] little word I'm spitting,
cause it's food for thoughts of pay attention.
Better listen, I'm on a mission.
They killin' off all of my covers.
And I'm not doing nothing,
I'm going to witness [Fm] my fucking self.
[N]
Key:
Fm
Ab
C
Gb
F
Fm
Ab
C
No mercy has begun.
_ Ladies and gentlemen, _ Machine Gun [Cm] Kelly!
[Fm] The next kid I'm taking is a star.
For me, one of the best live performance I've ever seen.
_ [Gb] _ And I'm gonna [Db] kill you all!
[F] _ _ [Ab] That pack, fuck [Fm] that.
I was always hanging with the drugs, that.
I was always hanging with the rugrats.
Someone come and show me where the drugs at.
[Ab] Someone come and pop on, a hot song, into my shit.
[B] Get an iPhone, take [C] a video, I'm making last song.
Get [Ab] some popcorn, cause I murder every single H.O.M.E.L.O. that I get.
[Fm] And I'm motherfuckin' rich, I'm gonna stop the shit.
Until I'm making up, I'm like a Tupac to live.
Until I'm killing everybody like an idiot.
Until I'm revolutionary like a Gandhi, yeah.
Until I'm popping all these bullets to accomplish things.
Until [Gb] I'm always trying to make love with the comedy.
Until whenever [Fm] somebody is feeling talkative,
my name is Butterf, doesn't matter what the topic is.
Didn't think I would, bitch, it flow like boom boom bap.
Bitch, I come from, but you never move that.
Look into my room, get a view, look at my past.
Got that, got weed, got jack, got cheese, had that.
Got Demi, got [Gb] slaps, got shrooms, got hash.
Popped on a scene, some [Db] kickin', got mad.
Walked on a red carpet like, [C] kiss my ass, bitch.
[E] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ [Gbm] _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ [B] _ Y [Gb] _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ 'all gotta hear shit.
Ask anybody in the 216 if my name rings bells in them bricks.
Everybody [G] know who that is.
What you hate, boy?
[Ab] You late, [F] boy?
You ain't heard [Ab] about that great boy?
Three-letter name, Carcage Boy.
Used to live right there up the way, boy.
Man, you heard about [Bm] him, you [Fm] said the name.
You saw the hot tunes, I clicked the play.
You like the shit and you bought [F] the shit.
Put him on a playlist right next to Jay.
[N] When your girl saw me, I signed a tip.
Then she disappeared, you could've found a bitch.
You know what time it is?
I put my dick in a condescending.
Fuck boy, you lonely.
Fuck boy, you phony.
You would think these fuck boys fucking boys
with the way that they be, y'all lonely.
If it ain't EST in your mouth,
then whatever you rep is corny.
Got a new singer without me on it?
That [Eb] shit boring, bitch.
I'm [D] snoring, man, I'm throwing eggs, damn damn.
I showed y'all how to turn up.
100 J's in my ass tray, bitch.
I showed y'all how to burn up.
[Ab] Sacrificed what y'all wouldn't give to these kids
and now you love fans?
None of these rappers got a move it.
Tell them quit jocking my [C] ass. _
[Fm] And y'all can have the bloggers own type shit.
God gave me both these hands to fight with.
I'm stuck.
I'll [C] take a night quick, cause my [Fm] fight dance like Vikings.
My [Cm] chest throw you on the ground like Dyson.
I just go into the pocket with your license.
Get a wallet and a couple dollars on night.
[Dbm] Bitches all over my dick, that's priceless.
I just fuck them at the rep [Eb] like Pisces.
Pipe this, jealous of the bitch [Abm] I'm with,
cause they almost act like D-9's.
Get it, digest every [C] little word I'm spitting,
cause it's food for thoughts of pay attention.
Better listen, I'm on a mission.
They killin' off all of my covers.
And I'm not doing nothing,
I'm going to witness [Fm] my fucking self. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Ladies and gentlemen, _ Machine Gun [Cm] Kelly!
[Fm] The next kid I'm taking is a star.
For me, one of the best live performance I've ever seen.
_ [Gb] _ And I'm gonna [Db] kill you all!
[F] _ _ [Ab] That pack, fuck [Fm] that.
I was always hanging with the drugs, that.
I was always hanging with the rugrats.
Someone come and show me where the drugs at.
[Ab] Someone come and pop on, a hot song, into my shit.
[B] Get an iPhone, take [C] a video, I'm making last song.
Get [Ab] some popcorn, cause I murder every single H.O.M.E.L.O. that I get.
[Fm] And I'm motherfuckin' rich, I'm gonna stop the shit.
Until I'm making up, I'm like a Tupac to live.
Until I'm killing everybody like an idiot.
Until I'm revolutionary like a Gandhi, yeah.
Until I'm popping all these bullets to accomplish things.
Until [Gb] I'm always trying to make love with the comedy.
Until whenever [Fm] somebody is feeling talkative,
my name is Butterf, doesn't matter what the topic is.
Didn't think I would, bitch, it flow like boom boom bap.
Bitch, I come from, but you never move that.
Look into my room, get a view, look at my past.
Got that, got weed, got jack, got cheese, had that.
Got Demi, got [Gb] slaps, got shrooms, got hash.
Popped on a scene, some [Db] kickin', got mad.
Walked on a red carpet like, [C] kiss my ass, bitch.
[E] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ [Gbm] _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ [B] _ Y [Gb] _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ 'all gotta hear shit.
Ask anybody in the 216 if my name rings bells in them bricks.
Everybody [G] know who that is.
What you hate, boy?
[Ab] You late, [F] boy?
You ain't heard [Ab] about that great boy?
Three-letter name, Carcage Boy.
Used to live right there up the way, boy.
Man, you heard about [Bm] him, you [Fm] said the name.
You saw the hot tunes, I clicked the play.
You like the shit and you bought [F] the shit.
Put him on a playlist right next to Jay.
[N] When your girl saw me, I signed a tip.
Then she disappeared, you could've found a bitch.
You know what time it is?
I put my dick in a condescending.
Fuck boy, you lonely.
Fuck boy, you phony.
You would think these fuck boys fucking boys
with the way that they be, y'all lonely.
If it ain't EST in your mouth,
then whatever you rep is corny.
Got a new singer without me on it?
That [Eb] shit boring, bitch.
I'm [D] snoring, man, I'm throwing eggs, damn damn.
I showed y'all how to turn up.
100 J's in my ass tray, bitch.
I showed y'all how to burn up.
[Ab] Sacrificed what y'all wouldn't give to these kids
and now you love fans?
None of these rappers got a move it.
Tell them quit jocking my [C] ass. _
[Fm] And y'all can have the bloggers own type shit.
God gave me both these hands to fight with.
I'm stuck.
I'll [C] take a night quick, cause my [Fm] fight dance like Vikings.
My [Cm] chest throw you on the ground like Dyson.
I just go into the pocket with your license.
Get a wallet and a couple dollars on night.
[Dbm] Bitches all over my dick, that's priceless.
I just fuck them at the rep [Eb] like Pisces.
Pipe this, jealous of the bitch [Abm] I'm with,
cause they almost act like D-9's.
Get it, digest every [C] little word I'm spitting,
cause it's food for thoughts of pay attention.
Better listen, I'm on a mission.
They killin' off all of my covers.
And I'm not doing nothing,
I'm going to witness [Fm] my fucking self. _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
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