Chords for Shahmen - Mark (wbrblol Remix)

Tempo:
79.85 bpm
Chords used:

Eb

Ebm

Bb

Abm

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Shahmen - Mark (wbrblol Remix) chords
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[Eb]
[Ebm] [Eb]
Skin the color of a bark.
Close smell of nitrose, dig a mop from a [Ebm] root search.
Spudgy boobies ripe back in a lock.
Scarve a mark my friend got cleaned then OD'd
My hips just got dark.
Close smell of nitrose, dig a mop from a root search.
Spudgy boobies ripe back in a lock.
Scarve a mark my friend got cleaned then OD'd
My hips just got dark.
[Eb]
[Ebm]
[Eb]
[Ebm] [Bb]
[Abm] [Eb]
So my eyes and my ears glue together, I'm going to grind cut it.
[Ebm]
[Eb]
[Ebm]
[Eb]
I am here and I speak for the young bloods.
See no blood in they [Ebm] drugs all that.
It's that [Eb] sale through the world and the human trust.
Hard work and the crux that it's within us.
We're about to bust some of things full of gold dust.
The [Ebm] 1955 California cold rush.
We just time for the flesh that is dug.
I've been out a couple times and my roof's got a stone [Eb] up.
I'm walking from one eagle on the snow dug.
And my eyes don't look like they're approaching.
[Ebm] I'm walking from one eagle on the snow dug.
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Bb
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Abm
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_ Skin the color of a bark.
Close smell of nitrose, dig a mop from a [Ebm] root search.
Spudgy boobies ripe back in a lock.
Scarve a mark my friend got cleaned then OD'd
My hips just got dark.
Close smell of nitrose, dig a mop from a root search.
Spudgy boobies ripe back in a lock.
Scarve a mark my friend got cleaned then OD'd
My hips just got dark. _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ So my eyes and my ears glue together, I'm going to grind cut it.
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_ _ _ I am here and I speak for the young bloods.
See no blood in they [Ebm] drugs all that.
It's that [Eb] sale through the world and the human trust.
Hard work and the crux that it's within us.
We're about to bust some of things full of gold dust.
The [Ebm] 1955 California cold rush.
We just time for the flesh that is dug.
I've been out a couple times and my roof's got a stone [Eb] up.
I'm walking from one eagle on the snow dug.
And my eyes don't look like they're approaching. _ _ _ _
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[Ebm] I'm walking from one eagle on the snow dug. _ _ _ _