Chords for MACKLEMORE FEAT ERIC NALLY - AIN'T GONNA DIE TONIGHT

_ _ You [Gm] can't kill me, [Dm] not my spirit
[F] History is ours tonight
The people are [Dm] chanting, can't you hear it?
Woah, [F] _ woah, [G] _ _ [F] _ _
woah
_ _ [Gm] _ _ [F] _
Open up the doors, honoree
Claim the night, [Gm] bring on the [Dm] marching band
And turn on the stadium lights
[F] They gonna learn from me, this is how church should be
[Dm] Life of a champion, I'm so Freddie Mercury
[F] Sneaking in the whole concert's a nosebleed
[Gm] The whole [Dm] field like, woah
You're [F] indefinite, keep killing these people and don't sleep
Even [Dm] the pigeon-throats are standing up on feet
You know, [F] it's obvious whose night this [Gm] is
[Dm] Grandparents, immigrants, couple Irish kids
[F] Victory in my grasp, gotta fight for this
The streets are [Dm] ours this evening, going undefeated
I roll the [F] dice against the staircase, uh-huh
[Gm] Steak [F] season gotta marinate, [D] uh-huh
If I happen [F] to die tonight, put my spirit in the stars
Bury [Dm] me in a graven car that history was ours
Said I [F] ain't gonna die
You [Gm] can't kill [Dm] me, not my spirit
[F] History is ours tonight
The people are chanting, [Dm] can't you hear it?
Woah, woah, [F] _ _ _ [Gm] _ [Dm] _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _
[F] woah
Wake up, bitch, I ain't dead [G] yet
And if [Dm] I was in heaven, I'd be the best dressed
My [F] closet looking like a swap meet in Texas
And [Dm] maybe it's access, but we ain't cut from the same [F] cloth
I'm a player, cropped into a boss flare, [Gm] checks like a [Dm] ball flare
Easy money, all layups, I be pissing [F] off neighbors
Get up off my dick and get the finger like a [Dm] crossfader
I be in my lawn chair, stargazing [F] like, whoop
I'll praise him the most high, [Gm] your boy in [Dm] his own days
I made it to court side, remember [F] the old days
And praying for cosigns when labels [Dm] offered me pay
I said that I won't sign, I [F] took my weakness and turned that into a [Gm] weapon
And when [Dm] everybody doubted me, I turned that to my leverage
So I stand [F] up on the stage, it wasn't plan C, it was destined
Look at 50 [Dm],000 people with their hands into the heavens
And I ain't [F] gonna
You [Gm] can't kill [Dm] me, I'm my spirit _
[F] History is ours tonight
The people are chanting, [Dm] can't you hear it?
Woah, woah, [F] _ _ _ [Gm] _ [Dm] _ _ [D] _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C]
woah
Incompetence, part of us
[Dm] Won't let death make our [C] move
Might not [Em] mean much to you
[F] But I'll die for this war for you
Let [Gm] my life be something to prove
Every scrape, [Dm] every fight, every cut, every bruise
I [A] lay it all on the line, I rewrite these moves
Victory in my sight, I will not lose
[F] _ You [Gm] can't kill [Dm] me, I'm my spirit
History [F] is ours tonight
The people are chanting, [Dm] can't you hear it?
Woah, _ [F] woah, _ [Gm] _ [Dm] _ woah
Woah, woah, woah
[F] _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _