Chords for R.A. the Rugged Man, Mac Lethal - Crustified Christmas
Tempo:
106.05 bpm
Chords used:
F
Eb
Ab
B
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Fly me to the moon
You know what I'm [F] saying, right bitch?
Like this, some Sinatra shit for the holidays
Mac lethal R.A.
T'was the night before Christmas
Now the creature was stirring
Oh fuck it, I got big ass poaches and rats
Listen in to Christopher Wallace
Way to hold up, Easter holidays
Put on Run DMC, Christmas and hollas
And if you rockin' a yarmulke, happy Hanukkah
There's [Ab] icicles hangin' from the roof, [Eb] gutters and snow on the thermometer
[F] Jack Ross, he a cold man
Snow White hoe, lookin' for blow from Frosty the Snowman
Chris Kringle was a bitch, I kicked him in his big drawers
[Ab] I visit Ms.
Flaws, get [B] it closed, ripped off
But [F] that old bitch got my dick soft
Now the elves are pissed off
Santa's big ass look like a white Rick Ross
Sugar pancakes, syrup and marshmallows on the yams
[Ab] I got a pair of Puma [Eb] fingers, look like MC Shams
In school we'd [Ab] make fun of kids, they were [Eb] Jehovah Witnesses
They couldn't celebrate Halloween, birthdays or Christmas
[Cm] Now I'm kissin' a clit, she bleedin', what the heck, gross
Come out the pussy, [Fm] lookin' like Rudolph with the red [F] nose
Train sets, boy trucks from Tonka
[Em] Italiano's poncho, [Am] my black people light a candle for choir
I don't [Dm] care if I get called for stockin' stuff
I'm [Em] a fine Santa's little elves and midget [Eb] Tawtha motherfuckers
Go Jesus, it's your [Dm] birthday
Go Jesus, [D] it's your birthday
Go [Fm] Jesus, it's your birthday
[Eb] Go Jesus, go Jesus
[F] Sleigh bells ding dinglin'
Front door ring dinglin'
Kids singin' in the bling bling, sickenin'
V-Flicks, silent night, deadly night, [Ab] church picketing
Hanukkah, [Eb] menorah, candlelight [F] flickerin'
Families bickering, let me spit the hot bar
Rockstar, we're more Muslim than the Akbar
Wonder Walkman, a VCR, wait, time [Ab] out
I want a red Vita, [B] baby, gonna shoot [Cm] my eye out
That pink Christmas picture's ridiculous
Santa Claus is based [C] on a Catholic bishop named [D] Saint Nicholas
Years before he was at the [F] North Pole chillin'
He was rumored to resurrect the bodies of mutilated children
But it's Christmas and my little niece got Viva Viva
I'm in L.A.,. I'll pick her up the CD out of Miba I hate to bring the new year in with the dark side But [Eb] who gon' drop the ball in top [B] gear Now the dick clock [F] died Go Jesus, it's your [Em] birthday Go Jesus, [Am] it's your birthday Go Jesus, it's your birthday [D] Go Jesus, go Jesus [F] Come on, get poor, die tryin' Consumerism is a new religion for the people In stores of lie cryin', pray it Just wishin' for a [Eb] great sale, traded in my [B] 6'4 To listen to the [F] sleigh bells Fuck it, it's the holidays, bitch I ain't buyin' any presents, I'm a walkaway rich I mean, I'm Satan, Claude, I'm a selfish fuck [Ab] I ain't givin' any [B] gifts to these [Cm] helpless muck Should I smack grandma or let her talk instead Bitch, looks like she belongs on the walking dead I can't stuff her when words are in her mouth I [F] listen to that talking head When I be burnin' down the house, I flame Fucked her, the mammoth elephant, the hammer fell And then I cooked a little honey, ham and gelatin I blast, I'm burnin' your heart, three dudes ringin' your bell Holdin' the jewels like Nebraska furniture mark Oh shit [Em] A lot of hippie bitches take Molly Lookin' [E] stupid with their closed sticks You people [F] never seen a boy like this I put your baby mama in the fuckin' [Eb] boy tight, quench You need to stop lookin' at the [F] toys I get I'm the [Dm] Grinch, penny-pitchin' every coin I flick I'm a [Bbm] hip-hop head, I am a hipster [Eb] person That watches The Office, the [F] British version I'll take you on a big excursion Hopefully I'll get the words in For last year, Santa ate the cookies and he dropped down the [Ab] whiskey So I'ma clap his [B] ass when he [Eb] comes down the chimney If [Fm] the [F] ex are sittin', are you a naughty-ass bitch? Let me check my list I drink Jesus blood and tell it bless my pits [Ab] Mack need Rugged [B] Man, here's your [Db] ex's gift Uh, uh, uh, uh [G] [Db] [G]
[Db] [Ab]
[Db]
You know what I'm [F] saying, right bitch?
Like this, some Sinatra shit for the holidays
Mac lethal R.A.
T'was the night before Christmas
Now the creature was stirring
Oh fuck it, I got big ass poaches and rats
Listen in to Christopher Wallace
Way to hold up, Easter holidays
Put on Run DMC, Christmas and hollas
And if you rockin' a yarmulke, happy Hanukkah
There's [Ab] icicles hangin' from the roof, [Eb] gutters and snow on the thermometer
[F] Jack Ross, he a cold man
Snow White hoe, lookin' for blow from Frosty the Snowman
Chris Kringle was a bitch, I kicked him in his big drawers
[Ab] I visit Ms.
Flaws, get [B] it closed, ripped off
But [F] that old bitch got my dick soft
Now the elves are pissed off
Santa's big ass look like a white Rick Ross
Sugar pancakes, syrup and marshmallows on the yams
[Ab] I got a pair of Puma [Eb] fingers, look like MC Shams
In school we'd [Ab] make fun of kids, they were [Eb] Jehovah Witnesses
They couldn't celebrate Halloween, birthdays or Christmas
[Cm] Now I'm kissin' a clit, she bleedin', what the heck, gross
Come out the pussy, [Fm] lookin' like Rudolph with the red [F] nose
Train sets, boy trucks from Tonka
[Em] Italiano's poncho, [Am] my black people light a candle for choir
I don't [Dm] care if I get called for stockin' stuff
I'm [Em] a fine Santa's little elves and midget [Eb] Tawtha motherfuckers
Go Jesus, it's your [Dm] birthday
Go Jesus, [D] it's your birthday
Go [Fm] Jesus, it's your birthday
[Eb] Go Jesus, go Jesus
[F] Sleigh bells ding dinglin'
Front door ring dinglin'
Kids singin' in the bling bling, sickenin'
V-Flicks, silent night, deadly night, [Ab] church picketing
Hanukkah, [Eb] menorah, candlelight [F] flickerin'
Families bickering, let me spit the hot bar
Rockstar, we're more Muslim than the Akbar
Wonder Walkman, a VCR, wait, time [Ab] out
I want a red Vita, [B] baby, gonna shoot [Cm] my eye out
That pink Christmas picture's ridiculous
Santa Claus is based [C] on a Catholic bishop named [D] Saint Nicholas
Years before he was at the [F] North Pole chillin'
He was rumored to resurrect the bodies of mutilated children
But it's Christmas and my little niece got Viva Viva
I'm in L.A.,. I'll pick her up the CD out of Miba I hate to bring the new year in with the dark side But [Eb] who gon' drop the ball in top [B] gear Now the dick clock [F] died Go Jesus, it's your [Em] birthday Go Jesus, [Am] it's your birthday Go Jesus, it's your birthday [D] Go Jesus, go Jesus [F] Come on, get poor, die tryin' Consumerism is a new religion for the people In stores of lie cryin', pray it Just wishin' for a [Eb] great sale, traded in my [B] 6'4 To listen to the [F] sleigh bells Fuck it, it's the holidays, bitch I ain't buyin' any presents, I'm a walkaway rich I mean, I'm Satan, Claude, I'm a selfish fuck [Ab] I ain't givin' any [B] gifts to these [Cm] helpless muck Should I smack grandma or let her talk instead Bitch, looks like she belongs on the walking dead I can't stuff her when words are in her mouth I [F] listen to that talking head When I be burnin' down the house, I flame Fucked her, the mammoth elephant, the hammer fell And then I cooked a little honey, ham and gelatin I blast, I'm burnin' your heart, three dudes ringin' your bell Holdin' the jewels like Nebraska furniture mark Oh shit [Em] A lot of hippie bitches take Molly Lookin' [E] stupid with their closed sticks You people [F] never seen a boy like this I put your baby mama in the fuckin' [Eb] boy tight, quench You need to stop lookin' at the [F] toys I get I'm the [Dm] Grinch, penny-pitchin' every coin I flick I'm a [Bbm] hip-hop head, I am a hipster [Eb] person That watches The Office, the [F] British version I'll take you on a big excursion Hopefully I'll get the words in For last year, Santa ate the cookies and he dropped down the [Ab] whiskey So I'ma clap his [B] ass when he [Eb] comes down the chimney If [Fm] the [F] ex are sittin', are you a naughty-ass bitch? Let me check my list I drink Jesus blood and tell it bless my pits [Ab] Mack need Rugged [B] Man, here's your [Db] ex's gift Uh, uh, uh, uh [G] [Db] [G]
[Db] [Ab]
[Db]
Key:
F
Eb
Ab
B
Em
F
Eb
Ab
_ _ _ Fly me to the moon
You know what I'm [F] saying, right bitch?
Like this, some Sinatra shit for the holidays
Mac lethal R.A.
T'was the night before Christmas
Now the creature was stirring
Oh fuck it, I got big ass poaches and rats
Listen in to Christopher Wallace
Way to hold up, Easter holidays
Put on Run DMC, Christmas and hollas
And if you rockin' a yarmulke, happy Hanukkah
There's [Ab] icicles hangin' from the roof, [Eb] gutters and snow on the thermometer
[F] Jack Ross, he a cold man
Snow White hoe, lookin' for blow from Frosty the Snowman
Chris Kringle was a bitch, I kicked him in his big drawers
[Ab] I visit Ms.
Flaws, get [B] it closed, ripped off
But [F] that old bitch got my dick soft
Now the elves are pissed off
Santa's big ass look like a white Rick Ross
Sugar pancakes, syrup and marshmallows on the yams
[Ab] I got a pair of Puma [Eb] fingers, look like MC Shams
In school we'd [Ab] make fun of kids, they were [Eb] Jehovah Witnesses
They couldn't celebrate Halloween, birthdays or Christmas
[Cm] Now I'm kissin' a clit, she bleedin', what the heck, gross
Come out the pussy, [Fm] lookin' like Rudolph with the red [F] nose
Train sets, boy trucks from Tonka
[Em] Italiano's poncho, [Am] my black people light a candle for choir
I don't [Dm] care if I get called for stockin' stuff
I'm [Em] a fine Santa's little elves and midget [Eb] Tawtha motherfuckers
Go Jesus, it's your [Dm] birthday
Go Jesus, [D] it's your birthday
Go [Fm] Jesus, it's your birthday
[Eb] Go Jesus, go Jesus
[F] Sleigh bells ding dinglin'
Front door ring dinglin'
Kids singin' in the bling bling, sickenin'
V-Flicks, silent night, deadly night, [Ab] church picketing
Hanukkah, [Eb] menorah, candlelight [F] flickerin'
Families bickering, let me spit the hot bar
Rockstar, we're more Muslim than the Akbar
Wonder Walkman, a VCR, wait, time [Ab] out
I want a red Vita, [B] baby, gonna shoot [Cm] my eye out
That pink Christmas picture's ridiculous
Santa Claus is based [C] on a Catholic bishop named [D] Saint Nicholas
Years before he was at the [F] North Pole chillin'
He was rumored to resurrect the bodies of mutilated children
But it's Christmas and my little niece got Viva Viva
I'm in L.A.,. I'll pick her up the CD out of Miba I hate to bring the new year in with the dark side But [Eb] who gon' drop the ball in top [B] gear Now the dick clock [F] died Go Jesus, it's your [Em] birthday Go Jesus, [Am] it's your birthday Go Jesus, it's your birthday [D] Go Jesus, go Jesus [F] Come on, get poor, die tryin' Consumerism is a new religion for the people In stores of lie cryin', pray it Just wishin' for a [Eb] great sale, traded in my [B] 6'4 To listen to the [F] sleigh bells Fuck it, it's the holidays, bitch I ain't buyin' any presents, I'm a walkaway rich I mean, I'm Satan, Claude, I'm a selfish fuck [Ab] I ain't givin' any [B] gifts to these [Cm] helpless muck Should I smack grandma or let her talk instead Bitch, looks like she belongs on the walking dead I can't stuff her when words are in her mouth I [F] listen to that talking head When I be burnin' down the house, I flame Fucked her, the mammoth elephant, the hammer fell And then I cooked a little honey, ham and gelatin I blast, I'm burnin' your heart, three dudes ringin' your bell Holdin' the jewels like Nebraska furniture mark Oh shit [Em] A lot of hippie bitches take Molly Lookin' [E] stupid with their closed sticks You people [F] never seen a boy like this I put your baby mama in the fuckin' [Eb] boy tight, quench You need to stop lookin' at the [F] toys I get I'm the [Dm] Grinch, penny-pitchin' every coin I flick I'm a [Bbm] hip-hop head, I am a hipster [Eb] person That watches The Office, the [F] British version I'll take you on a big excursion Hopefully I'll get the words in For last year, Santa ate the cookies and he dropped down the [Ab] whiskey So I'ma clap his [B] ass when he [Eb] comes down the chimney If [Fm] the [F] ex are sittin', are you a naughty-ass bitch? Let me check my list I drink Jesus blood and tell it bless my pits [Ab] Mack need Rugged [B] Man, here's your [Db] ex's gift Uh, uh, uh, uh _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [Db] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ [Db] _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Db] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
You know what I'm [F] saying, right bitch?
Like this, some Sinatra shit for the holidays
Mac lethal R.A.
T'was the night before Christmas
Now the creature was stirring
Oh fuck it, I got big ass poaches and rats
Listen in to Christopher Wallace
Way to hold up, Easter holidays
Put on Run DMC, Christmas and hollas
And if you rockin' a yarmulke, happy Hanukkah
There's [Ab] icicles hangin' from the roof, [Eb] gutters and snow on the thermometer
[F] Jack Ross, he a cold man
Snow White hoe, lookin' for blow from Frosty the Snowman
Chris Kringle was a bitch, I kicked him in his big drawers
[Ab] I visit Ms.
Flaws, get [B] it closed, ripped off
But [F] that old bitch got my dick soft
Now the elves are pissed off
Santa's big ass look like a white Rick Ross
Sugar pancakes, syrup and marshmallows on the yams
[Ab] I got a pair of Puma [Eb] fingers, look like MC Shams
In school we'd [Ab] make fun of kids, they were [Eb] Jehovah Witnesses
They couldn't celebrate Halloween, birthdays or Christmas
[Cm] Now I'm kissin' a clit, she bleedin', what the heck, gross
Come out the pussy, [Fm] lookin' like Rudolph with the red [F] nose
Train sets, boy trucks from Tonka
[Em] Italiano's poncho, [Am] my black people light a candle for choir
I don't [Dm] care if I get called for stockin' stuff
I'm [Em] a fine Santa's little elves and midget [Eb] Tawtha motherfuckers
Go Jesus, it's your [Dm] birthday
Go Jesus, [D] it's your birthday
Go [Fm] Jesus, it's your birthday
[Eb] Go Jesus, go Jesus
[F] Sleigh bells ding dinglin'
Front door ring dinglin'
Kids singin' in the bling bling, sickenin'
V-Flicks, silent night, deadly night, [Ab] church picketing
Hanukkah, [Eb] menorah, candlelight [F] flickerin'
Families bickering, let me spit the hot bar
Rockstar, we're more Muslim than the Akbar
Wonder Walkman, a VCR, wait, time [Ab] out
I want a red Vita, [B] baby, gonna shoot [Cm] my eye out
That pink Christmas picture's ridiculous
Santa Claus is based [C] on a Catholic bishop named [D] Saint Nicholas
Years before he was at the [F] North Pole chillin'
He was rumored to resurrect the bodies of mutilated children
But it's Christmas and my little niece got Viva Viva
I'm in L.A.,. I'll pick her up the CD out of Miba I hate to bring the new year in with the dark side But [Eb] who gon' drop the ball in top [B] gear Now the dick clock [F] died Go Jesus, it's your [Em] birthday Go Jesus, [Am] it's your birthday Go Jesus, it's your birthday [D] Go Jesus, go Jesus [F] Come on, get poor, die tryin' Consumerism is a new religion for the people In stores of lie cryin', pray it Just wishin' for a [Eb] great sale, traded in my [B] 6'4 To listen to the [F] sleigh bells Fuck it, it's the holidays, bitch I ain't buyin' any presents, I'm a walkaway rich I mean, I'm Satan, Claude, I'm a selfish fuck [Ab] I ain't givin' any [B] gifts to these [Cm] helpless muck Should I smack grandma or let her talk instead Bitch, looks like she belongs on the walking dead I can't stuff her when words are in her mouth I [F] listen to that talking head When I be burnin' down the house, I flame Fucked her, the mammoth elephant, the hammer fell And then I cooked a little honey, ham and gelatin I blast, I'm burnin' your heart, three dudes ringin' your bell Holdin' the jewels like Nebraska furniture mark Oh shit [Em] A lot of hippie bitches take Molly Lookin' [E] stupid with their closed sticks You people [F] never seen a boy like this I put your baby mama in the fuckin' [Eb] boy tight, quench You need to stop lookin' at the [F] toys I get I'm the [Dm] Grinch, penny-pitchin' every coin I flick I'm a [Bbm] hip-hop head, I am a hipster [Eb] person That watches The Office, the [F] British version I'll take you on a big excursion Hopefully I'll get the words in For last year, Santa ate the cookies and he dropped down the [Ab] whiskey So I'ma clap his [B] ass when he [Eb] comes down the chimney If [Fm] the [F] ex are sittin', are you a naughty-ass bitch? Let me check my list I drink Jesus blood and tell it bless my pits [Ab] Mack need Rugged [B] Man, here's your [Db] ex's gift Uh, uh, uh, uh _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [Db] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
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