Santeria Chords by Pusha T

[Dbm] _ _ _ [Db] _ _ [Dbm] _ _
Now that the tears dry and the pain [A] takes over, let's talk this [Dbm] peyote, peyote.
[Db] You killed God's baby when it wasn't his will and blood spilled.
We can't talk this shit over, this shit over.
The Lord is [Dbm] my shepherd, I am not sheep.
I am just a short stone's throw from the streets.
I bring my offering, I will not preach.
Awaken my demons, you can hear that man screaming.
I'm no different than the priest, priest.
Santeria, Santeria, Santeria.
They say that death comes in threes, how [Db] appropriate.
Triple wreck the [Dbm] Russian like Soviets.
At the Kremlin, searching for the green like a gremlin.
Presidential emblem, [Db] presidential tint on the shit that I am driven in.
I just place [Gb] orders and drop dollars.
[Dbm] Rock wallets roam the ground, the clock hollers.
The three of y'all too accessible.
Seen all the wrong moves, watching the untouchables.
[D] We don't do vegetables, [Dbm] niggas get flatlined.
Welcome all beef, then we eat them with flat irons.
Your plans are [A] backfired, think of double crossing the priest.
Hail Mary, repeat after [C] me.
Ya te va la mañana.
[Gm] _ [Cm] _
[Eb] [Fm] Los [G] ángeles _ [Bb] _ _ [Eb]
esperan.
Es el [D] fuego que yo [Eb] _
[Gm] conozco.
[Bb] Es [D] el fuego que _ [Eb] yo_
_ [F] Ya [Gm] te va la mañana.
_ [F] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [Eb] _ Los ángeles esperan.
[G] Es el [D] fuego que yo _ [Eb] _
[Gm] conozco.
[Bb] Es el [Dm] fuego que _ [Eb] yo_
Of all the things [F] I've ever paid for, [Gm] know that it's no price tag.
When I wage war, it's [Eb] no more to pray for.
[F] Niggas get preyed on, [G] docking my doorstep.
They [Bb] told me the day's gone.
You [Ebm] listening, Devon?
As I'm talking to your spirit, for God's sakes, I'm dealing with heartbreak.
Checking my ego, I'm living with lost faith.
I'm back in this hit, nigga, you [D] ever seen Shark Tank?
I [G] paid him in small bills, all of them small face.
I bet when we draw [C] blood, you [Gm] niggas will draw blank.
[G] Rush you in all black, partner with all tanks.
I'm numbers, it's all [Cm] facts.
My [Gm] shooters give all thanks and [G] no praise.
No jail bars can [Cm] save.
Leave you like [Gm] Malcolm, where ex-monks are [G] graved.
Hey, it's probably better this way.
It's cheaper when the [Gm] Teflon prays. [Eb] Santa Ria.
[F] Ya te [Gm] va en la mañana.
_ [Fm] _
Los [G] ángeles _ _ [Eb] esperan.
_ [Gm] Es el [D] fuego que yo _ [Eb] _
conozco.
[Bb] Es el fuego que [D] _ yo_ _