Chords for Run The Jewels - Blockbuster Night Pt. 2 feat. Despot & Wiki (iTunes Bonus Track)
Tempo:
156.1 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
Ab
B
A
Bbm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Jam Along & Learn...
[Bb] The elephants [Abm] in the room, [Bb] I'm talking to [Ab] Thomas [Bb] Build a [B] truth to your face like this is true drama
[Ab] drama [Bb] Move us out of our lane, shit, crew [A] gone
on em And pissed on em, dirt kicked on em
cat, popped that pussy through that bitch Stood behind his mama, put my dick on him
killer [Bb] kid So I spit on him, like kids on em
[E] I somersault in the room and then pop to the Van Damme [Ab] split on em
[Ab] em Big [Bb] and sweaty testicular cancer induced [B] tits on em
[Ab] of [Bb] Read each other's hair and tell stories about how they been in [A] love
[Ab] drama [Bb] Move us out of our lane, shit, crew [A] gone
on em And pissed on em, dirt kicked on em
cat, popped that pussy through that bitch Stood behind his mama, put my dick on him
killer [Bb] kid So I spit on him, like kids on em
[E] I somersault in the room and then pop to the Van Damme [Ab] split on em
[Ab] em Big [Bb] and sweaty testicular cancer induced [B] tits on em
[Ab] of [Bb] Read each other's hair and tell stories about how they been in [A] love
100% ➙ 156BPM
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[Bb] The elephants [Abm] in the room, [Bb] I'm talking to [Ab] Thomas [Bb] Build a [B] truth to your face like this is true drama
One half of the crew, you know the true [Ab] drama [Bb] Move us out of our lane, shit, crew [A] gone
Shit stained on they brain, that's right, food on em And pissed on em, dirt kicked on em
Shot his cat, popped that pussy through that bitch Stood behind his mama, put my dick on him
Killer did a dealer count, good killer [Bb] kid So I spit on him, like kids on em
[E] I somersault in the room and then pop to the Van Damme [Ab] split on em
[Bb] Rappers all get the dick like they got clits on [Ab] em Big [Bb] and sweaty testicular cancer induced [B] tits on em
They [Bb] love to hug and cry and explain what they are the victim [Ab] of [Bb] Read each other's hair and tell stories about how they been in [A] love
_ Hey kids, I'm a computer, I'm a trooper feeling super Shoot the future like a looper
You trying to step like Gooses, I'ma go home with your Luger The tires of the nooses get a broom up in their pooper
[Ab] This is for the [Bb] dope, do a whole pursuer in You procure and [Ab] then you [Bb] clutter and you stick her like a skewer
See this is for the paupers and the prisoner Authors of the literature, [Ab] [Bb] posers to the holders of the swastika insignia _
_ _ _ _ _ _ I'ma [Ab] [Bb] go home with your Luger The tires _ _ _ _ of the nooses get _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Ab] a broom up in their pooper
This is for [Bb] the paupers and the prisoner _ [Ab] Authors of the literature, posers to the holders of the swastika insignia _ _ _
_ [Bb] Cue the music, I'm bout to do something stupid [Ab] I got [Bb] a new shiny tool kit to fix your face and I use it
Flippin' [B] birds, I ain't [Bb] talking no middle fingers [Ab] Come line [Bb] up to kiss the ring of your favorite rap singer
_ That's [B] pop, Rose, [Bb] coming out the oven [Ab] hot [Bb] Stuntin' on you from the clots, frontin' like you running blocks
[Bbm] Bet your mother loved to watch you [Bb] come about your fuckin' [Ab] socks [Bb] Spin the barrel, take a shot, [Bbm] loves you or it loves you [A] not
Pop, schleppin' weapons out the seven Betting on who get into heaven first with the henchmen
Try to test me, I'll send some shots at your cappy You best address me [B] correctly, but mama still calls me [Ab]
Lechki
[Bb] When someone [B] asks me to [Bb] spit it I'm nasty [Ab] like [Bb] a caviar cricket I know it like the back of my hand, I actually did
If you even think about [Ab] dabbing [Bb] my hand, homie better be dabbing than being you with it
Actually fam, what you wanna gonna [Ab] laugh at [Bb] me fam?
Right cause I'm tacky and tan, it's actually him
Pass me the chin, pass me whatever [Ab] you [Bb] got Pass me the bitch, pass me the kid
[A] Hit it, hold it, now it's bout time to pass me the fit Sippin' so my soul for a pass, she back to the bitch
Hopefully she get happy, she switch, has wick after the fact that he had to just dip, just dip
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _
[Bb] The elephants [Abm] in the room, [Bb] I'm talking to [Ab] Thomas [Bb] Build a [B] truth to your face like this is true drama
One half of the crew, you know the true [Ab] drama [Bb] Move us out of our lane, shit, crew [A] gone
Shit stained on they brain, that's right, food on em And pissed on em, dirt kicked on em
Shot his cat, popped that pussy through that bitch Stood behind his mama, put my dick on him
Killer did a dealer count, good killer [Bb] kid So I spit on him, like kids on em
[E] I somersault in the room and then pop to the Van Damme [Ab] split on em
[Bb] Rappers all get the dick like they got clits on [Ab] em Big [Bb] and sweaty testicular cancer induced [B] tits on em
They [Bb] love to hug and cry and explain what they are the victim [Ab] of [Bb] Read each other's hair and tell stories about how they been in [A] love
_ Hey kids, I'm a computer, I'm a trooper feeling super Shoot the future like a looper
You trying to step like Gooses, I'ma go home with your Luger The tires of the nooses get a broom up in their pooper
[Ab] This is for the [Bb] dope, do a whole pursuer in You procure and [Ab] then you [Bb] clutter and you stick her like a skewer
See this is for the paupers and the prisoner Authors of the literature, [Ab] [Bb] posers to the holders of the swastika insignia _
_ _ _ _ _ _ I'ma [Ab] [Bb] go home with your Luger The tires _ _ _ _ of the nooses get _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Ab] a broom up in their pooper
This is for [Bb] the paupers and the prisoner _ [Ab] Authors of the literature, posers to the holders of the swastika insignia _ _ _
_ [Bb] Cue the music, I'm bout to do something stupid [Ab] I got [Bb] a new shiny tool kit to fix your face and I use it
Flippin' [B] birds, I ain't [Bb] talking no middle fingers [Ab] Come line [Bb] up to kiss the ring of your favorite rap singer
_ That's [B] pop, Rose, [Bb] coming out the oven [Ab] hot [Bb] Stuntin' on you from the clots, frontin' like you running blocks
[Bbm] Bet your mother loved to watch you [Bb] come about your fuckin' [Ab] socks [Bb] Spin the barrel, take a shot, [Bbm] loves you or it loves you [A] not
Pop, schleppin' weapons out the seven Betting on who get into heaven first with the henchmen
Try to test me, I'll send some shots at your cappy You best address me [B] correctly, but mama still calls me [Ab]
Lechki
[Bb] When someone [B] asks me to [Bb] spit it I'm nasty [Ab] like [Bb] a caviar cricket I know it like the back of my hand, I actually did
If you even think about [Ab] dabbing [Bb] my hand, homie better be dabbing than being you with it
Actually fam, what you wanna gonna [Ab] laugh at [Bb] me fam?
Right cause I'm tacky and tan, it's actually him
Pass me the chin, pass me whatever [Ab] you [Bb] got Pass me the bitch, pass me the kid
[A] Hit it, hold it, now it's bout time to pass me the fit Sippin' so my soul for a pass, she back to the bitch
Hopefully she get happy, she switch, has wick after the fact that he had to just dip, just dip
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _