NECRO - "PUSH IT TO THE LIMIT" - ft. Jamey Jasta of Hatebreed (The Pre-Fix For Death Album) Chords

Tempo:
92.05 bpm
Chords used:

Fm

G

Cm

Am

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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NECRO - "PUSH IT TO THE LIMIT" - ft. Jamey Jasta of Hatebreed (The Pre-Fix For Death Album) chords
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[Fm] [G]
[Cm] [Fm] [G]
[Cm] [Fm] [G]
[Cm] [Fm] [G] We'll push [Cm] you to the limit like a [Fm] tourniquet crushing your cranium
[G] Mushing you, murder you, burning you to a crisp
Live on [Cm] uranium Maintaining sins [Fm] like Iranians
Holding [G] grenade pins, blades in your skin Stomp you with a whole parade of [Cm] temps
Put a gem [Fm] star to your flesh, par [G] the emperor
Optimistic sentences with a temp or your [Cm] mentor
Demonic like [Fm] Skeletor, Destro, [G] Decept
Criminal, corrupted, culprits, we'll beat you [Cm] to death
Keep your head [Fm] up or you get your head cut [G] off
Your whole life shut off with a knife, wipe the blood [Cm] off
My perspective [Fm] is respect, [G] disrespect
To be laughed with a knack full of stitched up [Cm] imperfections
Cause you [Fm] bitched up in retrospective, [G] your collective would've switched off
If you knew what a bunch of [Cm] sick fucks we are when we [Fm] get hacked at
Too late [G] drama, we all up in it, go all out
Push it to the [Cm] limit
Push it to the [Fm] limit
Walk along the way to [G] death, don't look down
So keep your head up till you're [Cm] finished
Open up the limit
[Fm] Pass the point of no [G] return
Face the doubt, but you gotta learn how to keep it
Push it to the [Fm] limit
Walk along the way [G] to death, don't look down
So keep your head up till you're [Cm] finished
Open up the limit
[Fm] Pass the point of no [G] return
Face the doubt, but you gotta learn how to keep [Cm] it
Attack you like an evil [Fm] gargoyle with sword
[G] Burn you like radiation, leave you a charred broiled [Cm] corpse
We represent every [Fm] satanic element
[G] I'mma level it, murder you, you're getting sent to where the devil [Cm] went
If I'm wrong, you [Fm] could be dead right
When [G] you pass, you'll be forgotten cause I'm rotten like the [Cm] website
We get [Fm] ogre-ish, poisonous, like [G] a cobra's kiss
Demonic like when the last day in October [Cm] hits
You're miserable, [Fm] living, trapped in your bed
[G] You should be clapping your head cause you'll be happier [Cm] dead
You little pussy, you [Fm] choke to death with a Klo [G]-Tex
You're dying little by little every second, go check [Cm] your Rolex
You're not living [Fm] forever, I'll bet you
[G] How much you wanna put up for the right price, [Cm] somebody'll dead you
No cushion for [Fm] lyrics, mushing you if you're [G] timid
Extreme rap, explicit, we push it to the [Cm] limit
Push it to the [Fm] limit
Walk along the way [G] to death, don't look down
Keep your head up till you finish, [Cm] open up the [Fm] limit
Pass the point of no [G] return, face the doubt
But you gotta learn how to keep [Cm] it
Push it to the [Fm] limit
Walk along the way [G] to death, don't look down
Keep your head up till you [Cm] finish, open up the [Fm] limit
Pass the point of no [G] return, face the doubt
But you gotta learn how to keep it
You tremble from the [Fm] brutality
Make you [G] resemble a George A.
Romero character in [Cm] reality
Bring your big [Fm] posse, you'll be a bunch [G] of fertilized faggots
Like Versace and [Cm] Liberace
Get killed in [Fm] a building, smashing you [G] like Zildjian
Cymbals bucking you like Brazilian [Cm] children
Write your will out [Fm] to your attorney
After [G] a weekend at Fernie's, you'll be deceased, dead on [Cm] a gurney
I rip your [Fm] feet like the contours of your [G] flesh
Stripped as you stare upon gore, it's a [Cm] trip
Can't think about food [Fm] with bullets buried in your [G] belly
But know this bloody flesh looks like blueberry [Cm] jelly
You're [Fm] repulsively corrosive
Your [G] mother taught you not to get involved with explosives
[Cm] Skull open like Iron Maiden [Fm] Eddie
Caput finish, [G] wanted excitement
You died for it, you pushed it to the [Cm] limit
[Fm] [G] [Cm] [Fm] [G]
[Fm] [G]
[Cm] [Fm] [G] [Am]
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Cm
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Am
2311
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G
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To learn Necro, Jasta - Push It To The Limit chords, grasp the musical fabric of the song with this sequence - Gm, G, F, G, Cm, Fm, Cm, F and G of chords. To build a solid grasp, start slowly at 46 BPM and then match the original tempo of 92 BPM. Align the capo with your vocal depth and chord choice, bearing in mind the song's original key: F# Major.

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_ _ [Fm] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[Cm] _ _ [Fm] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[Cm] _ _ [Fm] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[Cm] _ _ [Fm] _ _ [G] _ _ We'll push [Cm] you to the limit like a [Fm] tourniquet crushing your cranium
[G] Mushing you, murder you, burning you to a crisp
Live on [Cm] uranium Maintaining sins [Fm] like Iranians
Holding [G] grenade pins, blades in your skin Stomp you with a whole parade of [Cm] temps
Put a gem [Fm] star to your flesh, par [G] the emperor
Optimistic sentences with a temp or your [Cm] mentor
Demonic like [Fm] Skeletor, Destro, [G] Decept
Criminal, corrupted, culprits, we'll beat you [Cm] to death
Keep your head [Fm] up or you get your head cut [G] off
Your whole life shut off with a knife, wipe the blood [Cm] off
My perspective [Fm] is respect, [G] disrespect
To be laughed with a knack full of stitched up [Cm] imperfections
Cause you [Fm] bitched up in retrospective, [G] your collective would've switched off
If you knew what a bunch of [Cm] sick fucks we are when we [Fm] get hacked at
Too late [G] drama, we all up in it, go all out
Push it to the [Cm] limit
Push it to the [Fm] limit
Walk along the way to [G] death, don't look down
So keep your head up till you're [Cm] finished
Open up the limit
[Fm] Pass the point of no [G] return
Face the doubt, but you gotta learn how to keep it
Push it to the [Fm] limit
Walk along the way [G] to death, don't look down
So keep your head up till you're [Cm] finished
Open up the limit
[Fm] Pass the point of no [G] return
Face the doubt, but you gotta learn how to keep [Cm] it
Attack you like an evil [Fm] gargoyle with sword
[G] Burn you like radiation, leave you a charred broiled [Cm] corpse
We represent every [Fm] satanic element
[G] I'mma level it, murder you, you're getting sent to where the devil [Cm] went
If I'm wrong, you [Fm] could be dead right
When [G] you pass, you'll be forgotten cause I'm rotten like the [Cm] website
We get [Fm] ogre-ish, poisonous, like [G] a cobra's kiss
Demonic like when the last day in October [Cm] hits
You're miserable, [Fm] living, trapped in your bed
[G] You should be clapping your head cause you'll be happier [Cm] dead
You little pussy, you [Fm] choke to death with a Klo [G]-Tex
You're dying little by little every second, go check [Cm] your Rolex
You're not living [Fm] forever, I'll bet you
[G] How much you wanna put up for the right price, [Cm] somebody'll dead you
No cushion for [Fm] lyrics, mushing you if you're [G] timid
Extreme rap, explicit, we push it to the [Cm] limit
Push it to the [Fm] limit
Walk along the way [G] to death, don't look down
Keep your head up till you finish, [Cm] open up the [Fm] limit
Pass the point of no [G] return, face the doubt
But you gotta learn how to keep [Cm] it
Push it to the [Fm] limit
Walk along the way [G] to death, don't look down
Keep your head up till you [Cm] finish, open up the [Fm] limit
Pass the point of no [G] return, face the doubt
But you gotta learn how to keep it
You tremble from the [Fm] brutality
Make you [G] resemble a George A.
Romero character in [Cm] reality
Bring your big [Fm] posse, you'll be a bunch [G] of fertilized faggots
Like Versace and [Cm] Liberace
Get killed in [Fm] a building, smashing you [G] like Zildjian
Cymbals bucking you like Brazilian [Cm] children
Write your will out [Fm] to your attorney
After [G] a weekend at Fernie's, you'll be deceased, dead on [Cm] a gurney
I rip your [Fm] feet like the contours of your [G] flesh
Stripped as you stare upon gore, it's a [Cm] trip
Can't think about food [Fm] with bullets buried in your [G] belly
But know this bloody flesh looks like blueberry [Cm] jelly
You're [Fm] repulsively corrosive
Your [G] mother taught you not to get involved with explosives
[Cm] Skull open like Iron Maiden [Fm] Eddie
Caput finish, [G] wanted excitement
You died for it, you pushed it to the [Cm] limit
_ [Fm] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ [Fm] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ [Fm] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[Cm] _ _ [Fm] _ _ [G] _ _ _ [Am] _

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This song is part of The Pre-Fix For Death album.

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