Chords for Poodieville - God Hates Me
Tempo:
82.6 bpm
Chords used:
E
A
C#m
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[E]
[A] [E] Give [C#m] me my drugs and a pen so I can write about my life and [E] sin.
[A] traumatized by the violence.
[C#m] cry too.
[A] to lead the youth.
[C#m] about the younger me and bitches as I wanna be.
[A] into depression [E] but the devil wasn't done with me.
[C#m] made a lot of enemies and not a lot of [E] friends.
[A] [E] Give [C#m] me my drugs and a pen so I can write about my life and [E] sin.
[A] traumatized by the violence.
[C#m] cry too.
[A] to lead the youth.
[C#m] about the younger me and bitches as I wanna be.
[A] into depression [E] but the devil wasn't done with me.
[C#m] made a lot of enemies and not a lot of [E] friends.
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_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[A] _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ Give [C#m] me my drugs and a pen so I can write about my life and [E] sin.
Growing up I stayed quiet, [A] traumatized by the violence.
[E] See some murder, stay silent.
In my hood that means you're silent.
But my eyes filled with water, you know thugs [C#m] cry too.
Dropping tears in the booth, they keep [E] saying I'm the truth.
I'm really living out my truth and I ain't trying [A] to lead the youth.
[E] I'm really dealing with abuse.
Popping all these jams, reminiscing on the stoop.
Yeah, think [C#m] about the younger me and bitches as I wanna be.
Got [E] a record deal and lost the shit, that's what humbled me.
Fell [A] into depression [E] but the devil wasn't done with me.
Drugs broke me down with all these kids looking up to me.
Man, [C#m] made a lot of enemies and not a lot of [E] friends.
Had a barrel to my skull, nigga poured it but it jammed.
[A] Tried to overdose and woke [E] up in a hospital bed.
I got a [B] prophecy to profit off this pain that I'm in.
[C#m] We'll get this money when you never been too happy with them.
[B] Yeah, you can't understand if you ain't never been where I been.
[A] Look in the mirror, I don't like [E] this new person I am.
Damn, I just wanna [B] be Keef Simmons again.
[C#m] And I ain't looking like myself, lady.
Fuck a [E] haircut, I'm really out here barbulating.
Barely [A] washing my hands, [E] so give a fuck about my health, lady.
Yeah, this how I'm feeling, you can call me crazy.
[C#m] And I keep trying to die but God keep on trying to save me.
[E] Feel like he wanted me to suffer, I think God hate me.
[A] I keep trying [E] to die but God keep on trying to save me.
Feel like he wanted me to suffer, I think God hate me.
[C#m] For real, you know it's me the real.
[E] _ _ PVR4L to my [A] soul, rest in [E] heaven or hell.
I'd rather see myself die in a box than live in a shell.
And [C#m] that's real.
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [A] _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C#m] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[A] _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ Give [C#m] me my drugs and a pen so I can write about my life and [E] sin.
Growing up I stayed quiet, [A] traumatized by the violence.
[E] See some murder, stay silent.
In my hood that means you're silent.
But my eyes filled with water, you know thugs [C#m] cry too.
Dropping tears in the booth, they keep [E] saying I'm the truth.
I'm really living out my truth and I ain't trying [A] to lead the youth.
[E] I'm really dealing with abuse.
Popping all these jams, reminiscing on the stoop.
Yeah, think [C#m] about the younger me and bitches as I wanna be.
Got [E] a record deal and lost the shit, that's what humbled me.
Fell [A] into depression [E] but the devil wasn't done with me.
Drugs broke me down with all these kids looking up to me.
Man, [C#m] made a lot of enemies and not a lot of [E] friends.
Had a barrel to my skull, nigga poured it but it jammed.
[A] Tried to overdose and woke [E] up in a hospital bed.
I got a [B] prophecy to profit off this pain that I'm in.
[C#m] We'll get this money when you never been too happy with them.
[B] Yeah, you can't understand if you ain't never been where I been.
[A] Look in the mirror, I don't like [E] this new person I am.
Damn, I just wanna [B] be Keef Simmons again.
[C#m] And I ain't looking like myself, lady.
Fuck a [E] haircut, I'm really out here barbulating.
Barely [A] washing my hands, [E] so give a fuck about my health, lady.
Yeah, this how I'm feeling, you can call me crazy.
[C#m] And I keep trying to die but God keep on trying to save me.
[E] Feel like he wanted me to suffer, I think God hate me.
[A] I keep trying [E] to die but God keep on trying to save me.
Feel like he wanted me to suffer, I think God hate me.
[C#m] For real, you know it's me the real.
[E] _ _ PVR4L to my [A] soul, rest in [E] heaven or hell.
I'd rather see myself die in a box than live in a shell.
And [C#m] that's real.
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[C#m] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[A] _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _