Chords for Shady Boy - Letter To God (Official Music Video)
Tempo:
77.95 bpm
Chords used:
Ebm
Bbm
Ab
Db
Gb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Ebm] [Bbm] [Eb]
[Ebm] [Bbm] [Eb]
[Ab] [Bbm] [Ebm]
[Ab] [Bbm] [Db] [Ab]
[Ebm] I'm getting closer to [Gb] God smoking [Bbm] on this top shelf.
Are you all I [Eb] need?
Because [Ebm] honestly, you're all I got now.
But since you never [Bbm] heard my screams, I must have gotten [Ab] blocked out.
We don't really talk much, [Ebm] but today I drop down to [Ab] say that I ain't [Gb] tripping on the [Bbm] times
when I got knocked down.
Waiting to be [Eb] saved, you never [Ebm] came, so I'm lost now.
In a [Gb] generation where they [Bbm] see a cop and cop out, the game became [Ab] high school the [Ebm] way these
lames drop out.
Fuck it, I'ma [Bbm] hold the block down with a [Db] block out.
There's a war, [Ebm] forgive me Lord, I keep my 40 block out.
Forgive us for we [Bbm] worship violence more than you in [Db] my town.
[Ebm] Before eternal silence, there's some things I had to jot down.
Yo, I could use [Bbm] a little bit of strength right [Dbm] now.
Motherfucker going hard up in the [Ebm] pain right now.
Recording with a [Bbm] 40 on my waist right [Ebm] now.
Heard some fools are coming for me, but I ain't gonna lie.
Damn, this is [Ab] my town, [Bbm] so remember my [Bb] scribe.
No rest for the [Ebm] wicked, whether dead or alive.
Whether headed for the [Bbm] flames or I'm headed to the [Abm] skies.
Write this letter to God, cause I ain't [Ebm] ready to die.
Yo, gang [Ab] life takes a [Bbm] toll.
Being invisible is critical.
Ran that shit [Ebm] back, so now sleep is getting difficult.
For my buried [Bbm] friends, to me that's inadmissible.
Hollows are [Ab] reciprocal and swift based off [Ebm] principle.
If [Ab] we only murdered [Bbm] criminals and [Db] died, we'd do what killers go.
Dolphins, yeah, they're [Ebm] plentiful, so dreams are pretty minimal.
I'm having night [Db] tears.
That shit is pretty typical.
My nightmares full of [Ab] shit that I [Ebm] thought were only mythical.
Ain't [Ab] scared, [Gb] unprepared.
I'm [Bbm] knowing where the wicked go.
I'm a born [Gb] sinner on the [Ebm] inner is this wicked soul.
[Ab] Plastic [Bbm] memories I frequent often like a liquor store.
Ignore me in the [Ab] past, but I'm [Ebm] hoping that you listen Lord.
Yo, I could use a [Bbm] little bit of strength right [Dbm] now.
Motherfucker going [Ebm] hard up in the pain right now.
Recording with a [Bbm] 40 on my waist right now.
Heard some cruiser coming [E] for me, but I ain't gonna lie.
[Ebm] Damn, this is my town.
[Bbm] So remember my [Dbm] squad.
No rest for the [Ebm] wicked, whether dead or alive.
Whether headed for the [Bbm] flames or I'm headed to the [Dbm] sky.
Write this [Ab] letter to God, cause I ain't ready to die.
I'm writing you this [Db] letter God, I hope you get to read it.
I mean it when I say I know I'm [Ebm] blessed to still be breathing.
Between all the [Bbm] screaming and the demons I've been seeing.
But I'm here to ask you something if it's [Ebm] not an [Ab] inconvenience.
Some boys are coming [Db] for me, but I'm with it.
They can bring it.
I'm a hang [Ebm] true with the pistols get to swinging.
I'm a throw an [Bbm] F up.
No, believe me.
Before my soul's [Ebm] deleted and my blood's been depleted.
[Ab] If I don't [Bbm] succeed in my [Bb] mission to defeat them.
I [Gb] pray you're leaning for my [Eb] enemies.
I had you [Ab] meeting.
I pray I die a [Bbm] legend to the [Db] G's I superseded.
I pray I die a [Ab] leader like my name was Mussolini.
Yo, I can use a [Bbm] little bit of strength right now.
[Dbm] Motherfucker going hard up in the [Ebm] pain right now.
Recording with a [Gb] 40 on my [Db] waist right now.
There's some [E] fools are coming for me, but I [Ebm] ain't gonna lie.
This is my town.
[Bbm] So remember my squad.
No [Dbm] rest for the [Ebm] wicked, whether dead or alive.
Whether headed for the [Bbm] flames or I'm [Db] headed to the sky.
Write this [Ebm] letter to God, cause I ain't ready to die.
[Bbm]
[Ebm] [Bbm]
[N] What's up homeboy?
Took you long enough homie.
Say no more.
[Ebm] [Bbm] [Eb]
[Ab] [Bbm] [Ebm]
[Ab] [Bbm] [Db] [Ab]
[Ebm] I'm getting closer to [Gb] God smoking [Bbm] on this top shelf.
Are you all I [Eb] need?
Because [Ebm] honestly, you're all I got now.
But since you never [Bbm] heard my screams, I must have gotten [Ab] blocked out.
We don't really talk much, [Ebm] but today I drop down to [Ab] say that I ain't [Gb] tripping on the [Bbm] times
when I got knocked down.
Waiting to be [Eb] saved, you never [Ebm] came, so I'm lost now.
In a [Gb] generation where they [Bbm] see a cop and cop out, the game became [Ab] high school the [Ebm] way these
lames drop out.
Fuck it, I'ma [Bbm] hold the block down with a [Db] block out.
There's a war, [Ebm] forgive me Lord, I keep my 40 block out.
Forgive us for we [Bbm] worship violence more than you in [Db] my town.
[Ebm] Before eternal silence, there's some things I had to jot down.
Yo, I could use [Bbm] a little bit of strength right [Dbm] now.
Motherfucker going hard up in the [Ebm] pain right now.
Recording with a [Bbm] 40 on my waist right [Ebm] now.
Heard some fools are coming for me, but I ain't gonna lie.
Damn, this is [Ab] my town, [Bbm] so remember my [Bb] scribe.
No rest for the [Ebm] wicked, whether dead or alive.
Whether headed for the [Bbm] flames or I'm headed to the [Abm] skies.
Write this letter to God, cause I ain't [Ebm] ready to die.
Yo, gang [Ab] life takes a [Bbm] toll.
Being invisible is critical.
Ran that shit [Ebm] back, so now sleep is getting difficult.
For my buried [Bbm] friends, to me that's inadmissible.
Hollows are [Ab] reciprocal and swift based off [Ebm] principle.
If [Ab] we only murdered [Bbm] criminals and [Db] died, we'd do what killers go.
Dolphins, yeah, they're [Ebm] plentiful, so dreams are pretty minimal.
I'm having night [Db] tears.
That shit is pretty typical.
My nightmares full of [Ab] shit that I [Ebm] thought were only mythical.
Ain't [Ab] scared, [Gb] unprepared.
I'm [Bbm] knowing where the wicked go.
I'm a born [Gb] sinner on the [Ebm] inner is this wicked soul.
[Ab] Plastic [Bbm] memories I frequent often like a liquor store.
Ignore me in the [Ab] past, but I'm [Ebm] hoping that you listen Lord.
Yo, I could use a [Bbm] little bit of strength right [Dbm] now.
Motherfucker going [Ebm] hard up in the pain right now.
Recording with a [Bbm] 40 on my waist right now.
Heard some cruiser coming [E] for me, but I ain't gonna lie.
[Ebm] Damn, this is my town.
[Bbm] So remember my [Dbm] squad.
No rest for the [Ebm] wicked, whether dead or alive.
Whether headed for the [Bbm] flames or I'm headed to the [Dbm] sky.
Write this [Ab] letter to God, cause I ain't ready to die.
I'm writing you this [Db] letter God, I hope you get to read it.
I mean it when I say I know I'm [Ebm] blessed to still be breathing.
Between all the [Bbm] screaming and the demons I've been seeing.
But I'm here to ask you something if it's [Ebm] not an [Ab] inconvenience.
Some boys are coming [Db] for me, but I'm with it.
They can bring it.
I'm a hang [Ebm] true with the pistols get to swinging.
I'm a throw an [Bbm] F up.
No, believe me.
Before my soul's [Ebm] deleted and my blood's been depleted.
[Ab] If I don't [Bbm] succeed in my [Bb] mission to defeat them.
I [Gb] pray you're leaning for my [Eb] enemies.
I had you [Ab] meeting.
I pray I die a [Bbm] legend to the [Db] G's I superseded.
I pray I die a [Ab] leader like my name was Mussolini.
Yo, I can use a [Bbm] little bit of strength right now.
[Dbm] Motherfucker going hard up in the [Ebm] pain right now.
Recording with a [Gb] 40 on my [Db] waist right now.
There's some [E] fools are coming for me, but I [Ebm] ain't gonna lie.
This is my town.
[Bbm] So remember my squad.
No [Dbm] rest for the [Ebm] wicked, whether dead or alive.
Whether headed for the [Bbm] flames or I'm [Db] headed to the sky.
Write this [Ebm] letter to God, cause I ain't ready to die.
[Bbm]
[Ebm] [Bbm]
[N] What's up homeboy?
Took you long enough homie.
Say no more.
Key:
Ebm
Bbm
Ab
Db
Gb
Ebm
Bbm
Ab
[Ebm] _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
_ [Ebm] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _
_ _ [Ab] _ [Bbm] _ _ [Db] _ _ [Ab] _
[Ebm] I'm getting closer to [Gb] God smoking [Bbm] on this top shelf.
Are you all I [Eb] need?
Because [Ebm] honestly, you're all I got now.
But since you never [Bbm] heard my screams, I must have gotten [Ab] blocked out.
We don't really talk much, [Ebm] but today I drop down to [Ab] say that I ain't [Gb] tripping on the [Bbm] times
when I got knocked down.
Waiting to be [Eb] saved, you never [Ebm] came, so I'm lost now.
In a [Gb] generation where they [Bbm] see a cop and cop out, the game became [Ab] high school the [Ebm] way these
lames drop out.
Fuck it, I'ma [Bbm] hold the block down with a [Db] block out.
There's a war, [Ebm] forgive me Lord, I keep my 40 block out.
Forgive us for we [Bbm] worship violence more than you in [Db] my town.
[Ebm] Before eternal silence, there's some things I had to jot down.
Yo, I could use [Bbm] a little bit of strength right [Dbm] now.
Motherfucker going hard up in the [Ebm] pain right now.
Recording with a [Bbm] 40 on my waist right [Ebm] now.
Heard some fools are coming for me, but I ain't gonna lie.
Damn, this is [Ab] my town, [Bbm] so remember my [Bb] scribe.
No rest for the [Ebm] wicked, whether dead or alive.
Whether headed for the [Bbm] flames or I'm headed to the [Abm] skies.
Write this letter to God, cause I ain't [Ebm] ready to die.
Yo, gang [Ab] life takes a [Bbm] toll.
Being invisible is critical.
Ran that shit [Ebm] back, so now sleep is getting difficult.
For my buried [Bbm] friends, to me that's inadmissible.
Hollows are [Ab] reciprocal and swift based off [Ebm] principle.
If [Ab] we only murdered [Bbm] criminals and [Db] died, we'd do what killers go.
Dolphins, yeah, they're [Ebm] plentiful, so dreams are pretty minimal.
I'm having night [Db] tears.
That shit is pretty typical.
My nightmares full of [Ab] shit that I [Ebm] thought were only mythical.
Ain't [Ab] scared, [Gb] unprepared.
I'm [Bbm] knowing where the wicked go.
I'm a born [Gb] sinner on the [Ebm] inner is this wicked soul.
[Ab] Plastic [Bbm] memories I frequent often like a liquor store.
Ignore me in the [Ab] past, but I'm [Ebm] hoping that you listen Lord.
Yo, I could use a [Bbm] little bit of strength right [Dbm] now.
Motherfucker going [Ebm] hard up in the pain right now.
Recording with a [Bbm] 40 on my waist right now.
Heard some cruiser coming [E] for me, but I ain't gonna lie.
[Ebm] Damn, this is my town.
[Bbm] So remember my [Dbm] squad.
No rest for the [Ebm] wicked, whether dead or alive.
Whether headed for the [Bbm] flames or I'm headed to the [Dbm] sky.
Write this [Ab] letter to God, cause I ain't ready to die.
I'm writing you this [Db] letter God, I hope you get to read it.
I mean it when I say I know I'm [Ebm] blessed to still be breathing.
Between all the [Bbm] screaming and the demons I've been seeing.
But I'm here to ask you something if it's [Ebm] not an [Ab] inconvenience.
Some boys are coming [Db] for me, but I'm with it.
They can bring it.
I'm a hang [Ebm] true with the pistols get to swinging.
I'm a throw an [Bbm] F up.
No, believe me.
Before my soul's [Ebm] deleted and my blood's been depleted.
[Ab] If I don't [Bbm] succeed in my [Bb] mission to defeat them.
I [Gb] pray you're leaning for my [Eb] enemies.
I had you [Ab] meeting.
I pray I die a [Bbm] legend to the [Db] G's I superseded.
I pray I die a [Ab] leader like my name was Mussolini.
Yo, I can use a [Bbm] little bit of strength right now.
[Dbm] Motherfucker going hard up in the [Ebm] pain right now.
Recording with a [Gb] 40 on my [Db] waist right now.
There's some [E] fools are coming for me, but I [Ebm] ain't gonna lie.
This is my town.
[Bbm] So remember my squad.
No [Dbm] rest for the [Ebm] wicked, whether dead or alive.
Whether headed for the [Bbm] flames or I'm [Db] headed to the sky.
Write this [Ebm] letter to God, cause I ain't ready to die.
_ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ _
[Ebm] _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ _
_ [N] _ _ _ _ What's up homeboy?
Took you long enough homie.
_ _ Say no more.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Ebm] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _
_ _ [Ab] _ [Bbm] _ _ [Db] _ _ [Ab] _
[Ebm] I'm getting closer to [Gb] God smoking [Bbm] on this top shelf.
Are you all I [Eb] need?
Because [Ebm] honestly, you're all I got now.
But since you never [Bbm] heard my screams, I must have gotten [Ab] blocked out.
We don't really talk much, [Ebm] but today I drop down to [Ab] say that I ain't [Gb] tripping on the [Bbm] times
when I got knocked down.
Waiting to be [Eb] saved, you never [Ebm] came, so I'm lost now.
In a [Gb] generation where they [Bbm] see a cop and cop out, the game became [Ab] high school the [Ebm] way these
lames drop out.
Fuck it, I'ma [Bbm] hold the block down with a [Db] block out.
There's a war, [Ebm] forgive me Lord, I keep my 40 block out.
Forgive us for we [Bbm] worship violence more than you in [Db] my town.
[Ebm] Before eternal silence, there's some things I had to jot down.
Yo, I could use [Bbm] a little bit of strength right [Dbm] now.
Motherfucker going hard up in the [Ebm] pain right now.
Recording with a [Bbm] 40 on my waist right [Ebm] now.
Heard some fools are coming for me, but I ain't gonna lie.
Damn, this is [Ab] my town, [Bbm] so remember my [Bb] scribe.
No rest for the [Ebm] wicked, whether dead or alive.
Whether headed for the [Bbm] flames or I'm headed to the [Abm] skies.
Write this letter to God, cause I ain't [Ebm] ready to die.
Yo, gang [Ab] life takes a [Bbm] toll.
Being invisible is critical.
Ran that shit [Ebm] back, so now sleep is getting difficult.
For my buried [Bbm] friends, to me that's inadmissible.
Hollows are [Ab] reciprocal and swift based off [Ebm] principle.
If [Ab] we only murdered [Bbm] criminals and [Db] died, we'd do what killers go.
Dolphins, yeah, they're [Ebm] plentiful, so dreams are pretty minimal.
I'm having night [Db] tears.
That shit is pretty typical.
My nightmares full of [Ab] shit that I [Ebm] thought were only mythical.
Ain't [Ab] scared, [Gb] unprepared.
I'm [Bbm] knowing where the wicked go.
I'm a born [Gb] sinner on the [Ebm] inner is this wicked soul.
[Ab] Plastic [Bbm] memories I frequent often like a liquor store.
Ignore me in the [Ab] past, but I'm [Ebm] hoping that you listen Lord.
Yo, I could use a [Bbm] little bit of strength right [Dbm] now.
Motherfucker going [Ebm] hard up in the pain right now.
Recording with a [Bbm] 40 on my waist right now.
Heard some cruiser coming [E] for me, but I ain't gonna lie.
[Ebm] Damn, this is my town.
[Bbm] So remember my [Dbm] squad.
No rest for the [Ebm] wicked, whether dead or alive.
Whether headed for the [Bbm] flames or I'm headed to the [Dbm] sky.
Write this [Ab] letter to God, cause I ain't ready to die.
I'm writing you this [Db] letter God, I hope you get to read it.
I mean it when I say I know I'm [Ebm] blessed to still be breathing.
Between all the [Bbm] screaming and the demons I've been seeing.
But I'm here to ask you something if it's [Ebm] not an [Ab] inconvenience.
Some boys are coming [Db] for me, but I'm with it.
They can bring it.
I'm a hang [Ebm] true with the pistols get to swinging.
I'm a throw an [Bbm] F up.
No, believe me.
Before my soul's [Ebm] deleted and my blood's been depleted.
[Ab] If I don't [Bbm] succeed in my [Bb] mission to defeat them.
I [Gb] pray you're leaning for my [Eb] enemies.
I had you [Ab] meeting.
I pray I die a [Bbm] legend to the [Db] G's I superseded.
I pray I die a [Ab] leader like my name was Mussolini.
Yo, I can use a [Bbm] little bit of strength right now.
[Dbm] Motherfucker going hard up in the [Ebm] pain right now.
Recording with a [Gb] 40 on my [Db] waist right now.
There's some [E] fools are coming for me, but I [Ebm] ain't gonna lie.
This is my town.
[Bbm] So remember my squad.
No [Dbm] rest for the [Ebm] wicked, whether dead or alive.
Whether headed for the [Bbm] flames or I'm [Db] headed to the sky.
Write this [Ebm] letter to God, cause I ain't ready to die.
_ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ _
[Ebm] _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ _
_ [N] _ _ _ _ What's up homeboy?
Took you long enough homie.
_ _ Say no more.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _