Chords for Sergio

I haven't rapped with you in a long time, [B] buddy.
_ [F#m] _
[C#m] Big Baby.
_ _ Big Slimy.
[G#] _
[B] Big Jimmy.
_ _ Bronco.
_ [F#m] Balaclava.
[C#m] _ Baclavala.
Holla [G#] Holla. _
[B] Ayayayayayayayay!
_ Yeah yeah yeah.
[F#m] _ _
[C#m] _ _ _ You already know it's [G#] Sergio. _
[B] _ _ _ Swing swing.
[F#m] Yeah, [C#m] Sergio.
_ Yeah.
_ _ [G#] _
[B] My phone blowing up cause I been [F#m] missing for days.
[C#m] I'm just flowing through these waves, my torso [G#] covered in suede.
[B] _ Six back to [D#m] back Cadillacs [F#m] looking like [C#m] astronauts.
Don't wind me up, I have Shaq.
[G#] Pop out the [B] jack in a box.
With tree ratchets in his jean [F#m] jacket, bitch.
[C#m] Don't even try to tell me how off the meat [G#] Rackham is.
[B] You know the vibe from slow motion like I'm [F#m] sniffing activists.
[D#m] Till I explode off the turnbuckle [E] and [C#m] cripple half your [B] shit.
You know Bam Bam [F#m] Savage is fucked.
[C#m] Ride with two pumps like Michael Chang shoes.
[G#] Till I see [B] angels.
I see the world from all [F#m] angles.
[C#m] And from a thin thread my soul tangles.
[G#] Just like a [B] mango.
Alpha Bravo.
Looking [F#m] like your boy [C#m] just won the lotto.
But then drowned every dollar [G#] in a bottle.
[B] And put a bunch of junk in his arm [F#m] and his nose.
[C#m] And in between his toes.
Cause feeling good's [G#] the only thing [B] he knows.
_ [G#m] Shit.
_ [B] _ _
[C#m] _ _ _ Feeling good's [G#] the only thing [B] I know.
_ _ Don't.
[F#m] _ _
[C#m] _ _ _ Feeling good's [G#] the only thing I [B] know.
Feel good.
Feeling [F#m] _ _
[C#m] _ _ _ _ good's [G#] the only thing [B] I know.
_ Feel good.
Don't.
[F#m] _ _
[D#m] _ _ _ Feeling [E] good's [C#m] the only thing I [B] know.
Give thanks for all these [F#m] graces that's been placed [C#m] upon me.
Do I deserve it or not?
[G#] Now that's a different [B] topic.
I think I do though.
All [F#m] these times I seen [C#m] the planet Pluto.
And when I get back, I [G#] got no jet [B] lag.
Why a different?
The [G#m] slightest thought [B] of me [C#m] inspires vision.
And puts a smile on the face of [G#] a man that knows he [B] bout to die in prison.
I'm high and twisted.
[F#m] Some would [C#m] say divine and mystic.
Cause I could eat a bag of [G#] mushrooms and still drive [B] the stick ship.
Like [D#m] Helio Castro [F#m] Neves.
[C#m] Seeing psychedelic colors I'm a deadhead.
[G#] Man, why the [B] rose on fire in my palm?
Like a saint [F#m] for a made [C#m] guy.
Blood drops falling from my eyes [G#] right on the grade [B] five.
I made life so now it's time [F#m] for me to lay in [C#m] five.
Feel me?
_ _ [G#] _
[B] Uh.
I made life so now it's time [F#m] for me to lay in [D#m] five.
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[B] _ _ _ _ [D#m] _ _ [F#m] _ _
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