Chords for NECRO - "YOUR FUCKIN' HEAD SPLIT" OFFICIAL VIDEO - Underground Hip Hop Death Rap God Hardcore Beats
Tempo:
98.05 bpm
Chords used:
B
D
G
F
Abm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F] [Gbm]
[B] Yo, [G] yeah, that's the shit right [D] here.
[Abm] [B]
Yeah, this make me wanna kill somebody.
[G] Turn this shit up, real fucking [Eb] loud.
[B] Drinkin' the bio like your pancreas, your fancy ass cancerous.
Cloaking lyricist, pack a shank [G] on the hips, you're a stanky bitch.
Clitoris, clitoris, if you're inhibited, I'll piss in your syphilis, ink your best.
[Abm] Mr.
Death, doctor's demise, [D] surgeon's vice.
[F] You'll die really slow if you don't [D] appreciate life.
[G] You'll whack if you don't appreciate knives.
The way a knife slices precise is [Dm] trife.
It's a demonic [B] device, the chronic you light.
Inhale [D] for those in [B] jail, to those of beef, get impaled [D] and buried in [B] snails.
My brain's charred like burned flesh, you're scarred, ripping your breast apart.
Digest your heart, die.
Kid, you know you can't fuck with this.
Don't you know that my sense [G] too thick?
Kid, you know you can't fuck with this.
You [E] might get your gold fucking [A] head [B] split.
Kid, you know you can't fuck with this.
Yeah, you know my sense [Bm] too thick.
[G] Kid, you know you can't fuck with this.
You might get your whole fucking [A] head split.
[B] Temporize your whole clique, make you suck on your own tits.
Then spit the cancer out, grab a Glock, pour [Eb] me some ethanol.
Blow your brains on the seat, barricade veins on the [Dm] street.
Cocaine, dust, and weed, [B] chill you slowly, it's a mock you bleed.
[D] Pop a vein [B] in your skull from the stress, feel it numb in your [D] chest.
[G] Anxiety attack, murder you with a variety of [F] knacks.
A mack, a blackjack, a back crack, right upside your fucking head.
For [Eb] talking shit about this, [B] kid, you bled.
[G] Sadistic and red, my biscuit pumps lead.
Cock it, obnoxious, you're chopped up in boxes.
I'm [D] toxic, my [B] topics are gothic.
Morbidity, [Bm] you can't get rid [F] of me.
The reason there's humidity is shit [Dm] to me.
So kill yourself and write a note.
Right before the news, [F] rap's title on your throat.
You went pipe, it's choked.
New York is full of transvestites [D] and cults.
[F] Helpless, wenches, controlled, and [D] sacrificing [G] ghosts.
It's death, 42nd Street, derelict, rep'n it.
Felon shit, [D] malevolent, man, [B] felons, kid.
I got three in the family, me and my man,
beat you with hands, leave you beneath [G] the sand.
You're sinkin' quickly, I'm thinking, I'm sickly.
I need medication, the [D] cadavers are getting [B] stinky.
Kid, you know you can't fuck with this.
Y'all know my shit's two [G]-step.
Kid, you know, you can't fuck with this.
You might get your whole [A] fucking head [B] split.
Split!
Kid, you know, you can't fuck with this.
Yeah, you know my shit's two [G]-step.
Kid, you know, you can't fuck with this.
Might get your whole [B] fucking head split.
Split!
FUCKIN' HEAD SPLAT.
FUCKIN' HEAD [G] SPLAT.
BITCH.
FUCKIN' HEAD SPLAT.
[D] [B]
[D] [G]
[D] [Abm] [D] [E]
[G]
[D] [B]
[B] Yo, [G] yeah, that's the shit right [D] here.
[Abm] [B]
Yeah, this make me wanna kill somebody.
[G] Turn this shit up, real fucking [Eb] loud.
[B] Drinkin' the bio like your pancreas, your fancy ass cancerous.
Cloaking lyricist, pack a shank [G] on the hips, you're a stanky bitch.
Clitoris, clitoris, if you're inhibited, I'll piss in your syphilis, ink your best.
[Abm] Mr.
Death, doctor's demise, [D] surgeon's vice.
[F] You'll die really slow if you don't [D] appreciate life.
[G] You'll whack if you don't appreciate knives.
The way a knife slices precise is [Dm] trife.
It's a demonic [B] device, the chronic you light.
Inhale [D] for those in [B] jail, to those of beef, get impaled [D] and buried in [B] snails.
My brain's charred like burned flesh, you're scarred, ripping your breast apart.
Digest your heart, die.
Kid, you know you can't fuck with this.
Don't you know that my sense [G] too thick?
Kid, you know you can't fuck with this.
You [E] might get your gold fucking [A] head [B] split.
Kid, you know you can't fuck with this.
Yeah, you know my sense [Bm] too thick.
[G] Kid, you know you can't fuck with this.
You might get your whole fucking [A] head split.
[B] Temporize your whole clique, make you suck on your own tits.
Then spit the cancer out, grab a Glock, pour [Eb] me some ethanol.
Blow your brains on the seat, barricade veins on the [Dm] street.
Cocaine, dust, and weed, [B] chill you slowly, it's a mock you bleed.
[D] Pop a vein [B] in your skull from the stress, feel it numb in your [D] chest.
[G] Anxiety attack, murder you with a variety of [F] knacks.
A mack, a blackjack, a back crack, right upside your fucking head.
For [Eb] talking shit about this, [B] kid, you bled.
[G] Sadistic and red, my biscuit pumps lead.
Cock it, obnoxious, you're chopped up in boxes.
I'm [D] toxic, my [B] topics are gothic.
Morbidity, [Bm] you can't get rid [F] of me.
The reason there's humidity is shit [Dm] to me.
So kill yourself and write a note.
Right before the news, [F] rap's title on your throat.
You went pipe, it's choked.
New York is full of transvestites [D] and cults.
[F] Helpless, wenches, controlled, and [D] sacrificing [G] ghosts.
It's death, 42nd Street, derelict, rep'n it.
Felon shit, [D] malevolent, man, [B] felons, kid.
I got three in the family, me and my man,
beat you with hands, leave you beneath [G] the sand.
You're sinkin' quickly, I'm thinking, I'm sickly.
I need medication, the [D] cadavers are getting [B] stinky.
Kid, you know you can't fuck with this.
Y'all know my shit's two [G]-step.
Kid, you know, you can't fuck with this.
You might get your whole [A] fucking head [B] split.
Split!
Kid, you know, you can't fuck with this.
Yeah, you know my shit's two [G]-step.
Kid, you know, you can't fuck with this.
Might get your whole [B] fucking head split.
Split!
FUCKIN' HEAD SPLAT.
FUCKIN' HEAD [G] SPLAT.
BITCH.
FUCKIN' HEAD SPLAT.
[D] [B]
[D] [G]
[D] [Abm] [D] [E]
[G]
[D] [B]
Key:
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_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [Gbm] _ _
[B] _ Yo, [G] _ yeah, _ that's the shit right [D] here.
[Abm] _ _ _ [B] _
Yeah, this make me wanna kill somebody.
[G] _ _ Turn this shit up, real fucking [Eb] loud.
[B] Drinkin' the bio like your pancreas, your fancy ass cancerous.
Cloaking lyricist, pack a shank [G] on the hips, you're a stanky bitch.
Clitoris, clitoris, if you're inhibited, I'll piss in your syphilis, ink your best.
[Abm] Mr.
Death, doctor's demise, [D] surgeon's vice.
[F] You'll die really slow if you don't [D] appreciate life.
[G] You'll whack if you don't appreciate knives.
The way a knife slices precise is [Dm] trife.
It's a demonic [B] device, the chronic you light.
Inhale [D] for those in [B] jail, to those of beef, get impaled [D] and buried in [B] snails.
My brain's charred like burned flesh, you're scarred, ripping your breast apart.
Digest your heart, die.
Kid, you know you can't fuck with this.
Don't you know that my sense [G] too thick?
Kid, you know you can't fuck with this.
You [E] might get your gold fucking [A] head [B] split.
Kid, you know you can't fuck with this.
Yeah, you know my sense [Bm] too thick.
[G] Kid, you know you can't fuck with this.
You might get your whole fucking [A] head split.
[B] Temporize your whole clique, make you suck on your own tits.
Then spit the cancer out, grab a Glock, pour [Eb] me some ethanol.
Blow your brains on the seat, barricade veins on the [Dm] street.
Cocaine, dust, and weed, [B] chill you slowly, it's a mock you bleed.
[D] Pop a vein [B] in your skull from the stress, feel it numb in your [D] chest.
[G] Anxiety attack, murder you with a variety of [F] knacks.
A mack, a blackjack, a back crack, right upside your fucking head.
For [Eb] talking shit about this, [B] kid, you bled.
[G] Sadistic and red, my biscuit pumps lead.
Cock it, obnoxious, you're chopped up in boxes.
I'm [D] toxic, my [B] topics are gothic.
Morbidity, [Bm] you can't get rid [F] of me.
The reason there's humidity is shit [Dm] to me.
So kill yourself and write a note.
Right before the news, [F] rap's title on your throat.
You went pipe, it's choked.
New York is full of transvestites [D] and cults.
[F] Helpless, wenches, controlled, and [D] sacrificing [G] ghosts.
It's death, 42nd Street, derelict, rep'n it.
Felon shit, [D] malevolent, man, [B] felons, kid.
I got three in the family, me and my man,
beat you with hands, leave you beneath [G] the sand.
You're sinkin' quickly, I'm thinking, I'm sickly.
I need medication, the [D] cadavers are getting [B] stinky.
Kid, you know you can't fuck with this.
Y'all know my shit's two [G]-step.
Kid, you know, you can't fuck with this.
You might get your whole [A] fucking head [B] split.
Split!
Kid, you know, you can't fuck with this.
Yeah, you know my shit's two [G]-step.
Kid, you know, you can't fuck with this.
Might get your whole [B] fucking head split.
Split!
_ FUCKIN' HEAD SPLAT.
_ FUCKIN' HEAD [G] SPLAT.
BITCH.
FUCKIN' HEAD SPLAT.
_ _ [D] _ [B] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ [Abm] _ _ _ [D] _ [E] _
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_ _ [D] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
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[B] _ Yo, [G] _ yeah, _ that's the shit right [D] here.
[Abm] _ _ _ [B] _
Yeah, this make me wanna kill somebody.
[G] _ _ Turn this shit up, real fucking [Eb] loud.
[B] Drinkin' the bio like your pancreas, your fancy ass cancerous.
Cloaking lyricist, pack a shank [G] on the hips, you're a stanky bitch.
Clitoris, clitoris, if you're inhibited, I'll piss in your syphilis, ink your best.
[Abm] Mr.
Death, doctor's demise, [D] surgeon's vice.
[F] You'll die really slow if you don't [D] appreciate life.
[G] You'll whack if you don't appreciate knives.
The way a knife slices precise is [Dm] trife.
It's a demonic [B] device, the chronic you light.
Inhale [D] for those in [B] jail, to those of beef, get impaled [D] and buried in [B] snails.
My brain's charred like burned flesh, you're scarred, ripping your breast apart.
Digest your heart, die.
Kid, you know you can't fuck with this.
Don't you know that my sense [G] too thick?
Kid, you know you can't fuck with this.
You [E] might get your gold fucking [A] head [B] split.
Kid, you know you can't fuck with this.
Yeah, you know my sense [Bm] too thick.
[G] Kid, you know you can't fuck with this.
You might get your whole fucking [A] head split.
[B] Temporize your whole clique, make you suck on your own tits.
Then spit the cancer out, grab a Glock, pour [Eb] me some ethanol.
Blow your brains on the seat, barricade veins on the [Dm] street.
Cocaine, dust, and weed, [B] chill you slowly, it's a mock you bleed.
[D] Pop a vein [B] in your skull from the stress, feel it numb in your [D] chest.
[G] Anxiety attack, murder you with a variety of [F] knacks.
A mack, a blackjack, a back crack, right upside your fucking head.
For [Eb] talking shit about this, [B] kid, you bled.
[G] Sadistic and red, my biscuit pumps lead.
Cock it, obnoxious, you're chopped up in boxes.
I'm [D] toxic, my [B] topics are gothic.
Morbidity, [Bm] you can't get rid [F] of me.
The reason there's humidity is shit [Dm] to me.
So kill yourself and write a note.
Right before the news, [F] rap's title on your throat.
You went pipe, it's choked.
New York is full of transvestites [D] and cults.
[F] Helpless, wenches, controlled, and [D] sacrificing [G] ghosts.
It's death, 42nd Street, derelict, rep'n it.
Felon shit, [D] malevolent, man, [B] felons, kid.
I got three in the family, me and my man,
beat you with hands, leave you beneath [G] the sand.
You're sinkin' quickly, I'm thinking, I'm sickly.
I need medication, the [D] cadavers are getting [B] stinky.
Kid, you know you can't fuck with this.
Y'all know my shit's two [G]-step.
Kid, you know, you can't fuck with this.
You might get your whole [A] fucking head [B] split.
Split!
Kid, you know, you can't fuck with this.
Yeah, you know my shit's two [G]-step.
Kid, you know, you can't fuck with this.
Might get your whole [B] fucking head split.
Split!
_ FUCKIN' HEAD SPLAT.
_ FUCKIN' HEAD [G] SPLAT.
BITCH.
FUCKIN' HEAD SPLAT.
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