Chords for SUKUNA RAP | "Demon King" | RUSTAGE ft. Frazer [JJK]

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_ _ _ _ _ _ People are talking, _ _ people are talking about me they're so scared, [B] _ _ [Ebm] these fingers are working,
slow, _ slow, like lobster to slaughter.
_ [B] _ _ [Ebm] _ Everywhere that I go, it follows me, if it swallows my fingers they're not gonna know.
Yeah, I'm the demon king, I'm not even a hoax.
_ If you're caught so far, you ain't last too long, [B] you're the [Ebm] last to go.
You better shut your mouth, I make sparks in the seas like a thundercloud.
You see how my demons are on the mouth, spooky.
I be scheming at underground like you're running around the bozos.
I be leaving them extinct like dodo's.
I be making holes in them like ozone.
They be running [Eb] home to cry the gojo.
If I catch you simping him then it's your time to [Gb] go.
You need some [Eb] discipline, you need a fighting code.
I kick the monster [B] in like I'm a lycadote.
Call me the king of kings, [Ebm] I got the siren's blow.
I got the buzz in me like the old silent mode.
You live a luxury with your designer clothes.
Nothing can rock me team, they gotta try to [Bb] cope.
You're not a sport to me, I need a microscope.
There's a kiss companion that I curse now.
They don't even [Ebm] know that I'm the king of the shit.
I be dealing with the burnout.
They don't even know that I'm a miserable kid.
Physically sick, you don't match with my energy.
We don't deserve to be enemies, watch me.
I will dismantle a bitch accidentally.
Starting in Scarlet the shit _ _ _ elementary.
Sherlock, I got the hounds like it's basketball, pointing my fingers.
My [B] fingers are deadly, curse god.
I'm breaking [Ebm] crowns like it's Jack and Jill.
We making vows like a wedding, no daffodils.
I got a hunger, I'm starving.
So many people are had to kill Paris.
The week I do shit like it's Darwin.
The way I make pain, I'm an artist.
They get inside like a TARDIS.
I leave a scene, blob a garsnit.
I don't like a post, I'm one hearted.
They all strike a pose, [Bb] they're so garbage.
[Ab] They go strike a pose with their casket.
[Ebm] They like styrofoam, they're discarded.
Hold them by the throat, I bring carnage.
They won't die alone, I'm so Marxist.
With the microphone, I flow Arctic.
In my shrine of oath, they make bargains.
Play like xylophones with their carcass.
Uh, artist, uh.
Energy lost like the Amish, uh.
You wanna live, there's no step in the darkness.
I'll say a prayer to the dearly departed, uh.
People are talking.
_ _ People are talking about me, they're so scared.
_ [B] _ _ [Ebm] These fingers are walking, _ so slow.
Like lobster to slaughter.
_ _ [B] _ _ [Ebm] Everywhere that I go,
Hell follows me.
If you swallow my fingers, they're not gonna know.
Yeah, I'm the demon king.
And I need a host.
Us, _ can't suppose.
You ain't lasting [B] long, though.
You're the [Bb] nostril of gold.
So, I'm the king [Ebm] of the curse.
Give me a buzz, bro.
Yeah, I'm the demon king.
And I need a host.
Us, _ can't suppose.
You ain't lasting [B] long, though.
You're the [Ebm] nostril of gold.
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