Chords for Tech N9ne - PBSA (Feat. CES Cru) - Official Music Video

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Tech N9ne - PBSA (Feat. CES Cru) - Official Music Video chords
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[A] Welcome Master Ted, we are most honored by [Dbm] your distinguished [Gb] visit.
[Ab]
[Abm] I am sure [Db] you will find our Christmas quite spectacular.
Master [Eb] Ted, everything ok?
Is the fusion [Ab] not delicious?
Everything is so fresh!
We need some fresh!
[Abm] [Bb] We need some [Abm] fresh!
[Bb]
I [F] have been to play and study, but I got a present.
[Gbm] [Ab] Chest out, [D] ten toes down, left route's been showed now.
[Eb] Text shouts, [Gbm] them foes frown.
Next bout you stretched out, we test [Ab] clout.
When in your town, X'd out, full of that [E] doubt, cause the best house we hold ground.
[Db] Better run now, [Bb] don't come around my way.
Gonna [N] be dumbfound when the gun sounds, cause sundown is my day.
Now don't sleep, put your food, yes you gon' eat.
A long piece, anybody try to get the grown see, but gone is gonna be a long week.
That's what they talking, a lot of them buggin' their chops, but they can never compare to the winner, they simply be giving me something to laugh.
I can't watch a playback, my hits, this nigga better stay back on this great [F] track, cause I made that my [Db] bitch.
You wantin' this, I'm on a mission [Db] too.
So you ain't gonna get what you wanna get, this one I'm kicking through.
Hit play mama quick, but try my hit, this honor gets the shoot.
[D] If you wanna bitch, a ton of shit in summer, hit your crew.
[Ab] Bout to knock you out, Joe Skin.
Go in body, [Bm] then I'm a go chin.
Place your bet, you're gonna hate the tech, [Eb] cause I'ma break your neck, we ain't no kin.
Dreams and hopes will be broken, when that flow spin, I'ma [Bb] foretell sin.
Level headed when the rebel get [Ab] it, heavy metal fetish when I go in.
[Abm]
Wake up,
[Ab]
[Abm] sleep talk.
More pain on my mean mug, [Bm]
accolades I got gun clout.
Back to back I run mad [Bb] laps, when the sun's down or the sun's out.
[Eb] Severed chain on my side arm, y'all ain't trying to see me with [Ab] guns out.
With mo' anger there's no brain, and so y'all niggas better run [Eb] route.
I heard some doubt, anybody can get it, I'm with it, I'm coming for sun's crown.
When I hit it, me done [A] it, the one count, yeah I'm livin', I love it, my lungs loud.
And I come for the scrum [N] of the scrimmage, I did it, I done it, like what now?
We can put up some butter and do it, no stutter, but put up or shut up, ya [Gb] bum out.
That was short move, took a jump out, I'm so old school.
Say hi to [Ab] my little friend, kill him with a pen, me the gun and my goat, boom.
[A] And it may seem like I'm stalling, when I'm staring out at that wall.
And bombing like Babe Rupert, [B] I call it, [Db] ya scowling.
And my bets all in, heck no, never let [D] y'all win.
In the game, everything a [Db] test, a test to see who can really hang like a little RN.
Come a train with a test, ya, it's no game, little bunny, I can bang, it's the [D] best in the bin.
You better be saving up for your breath, [Db] to the gym, gotta run until it rain.
Nothing less than a man, bruh, let's get it in.
You heard me, [Ab]
shoot him up, I'm done early.
Suited up in my jersey, feeling like [Db] who or what could come serve me.
Y'all too corrupt to come prove to us your kung fu, you suck, you're unworthy.
You turning like Harry, making my [Db] J, tell him I come to slay when I [Ab] play.
Drink!
Drink up!
[N]
[Abm]
[Ab] I kill shit, you can [E] say that I slay [Db] turds.
D-I [Eb]-B and I-K-I-S, y [C]'all LAF in [Dbm] those eight words.
I'm a D-O-B, I was D-O-A, but I came [Ab] up out of that coma, homie.
O-D [Eb]-V, I take notes, yo, I'm [D] like Eskimo, I got [Db] no baloney.
Killer in them denim and them wavy, sinner in the center of a state.
Yum, [Eb] you're numb and I'm a gold gorilla, [Abm] gorilla.
Fuck, I'm [Ab] off the wall, gorilla, and I'm in the audible [Bm] office.
As often as needed, y'all [C] slower than molasses.
Run stream passes, weed it, you [B] get hit with a blitz.
Voyagers are thinking that they could attack this.
And when I run them up, I put their numbers up.
Gonna take you a look at my stats, bitch.
My contract [G] got no cap, and the money gets under the [Ebm] mattress.
I stay high like A.I.,. what the fuck [N] are we talking about, practice? [Abm] Sleigh bells, sleigh bells, sleigh bells, sleigh bells, sleigh bells. [B] Grace and the moment, D-O-O. What has happened to the stingray? Man, the stingray was overcooked, man. [Eb] Strange Music.
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_ _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Gb] _ _ _
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_ [Db] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ [Gbm] _ _ _ _ [Gb] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Gb] _ _ [Ab] _
_ _ _ [Gbm] _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] Welcome Master Ted, we are most honored by [Dbm] your distinguished [Gb] visit. _
_ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _
[Abm] _ _ _ I am sure [Db] you will find our Christmas quite spectacular. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Master [Eb] Ted, everything ok?
_ _ _ Is the fusion [Ab] not delicious? _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Everything is so fresh!
We need some fresh!
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Abm] _ _ _ _ [Bb] We need some [Abm] fresh!
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _
I _ [F] _ _ have been to play and study, but I got a present.
_ _ [Gbm] _ _ _ [Ab] Chest out, [D] ten toes down, left route's been showed now.
[Eb] Text shouts, [Gbm] them foes frown.
Next bout you stretched out, we test [Ab] clout.
When in your town, X'd out, full of that [E] doubt, cause the best house we hold ground.
[Db] Better run now, [Bb] don't come around my way.
Gonna [N] be dumbfound when the gun sounds, cause sundown is my day.
Now don't sleep, put your food, yes you gon' eat.
A long piece, anybody try to get the grown see, but gone is gonna be a long week.
That's what they talking, a lot of them buggin' their chops, but they can never compare to the winner, they simply be giving me something to laugh.
_ I can't watch a playback, my hits, this nigga better stay back on this great [F] track, cause I made that my [Db] bitch.
You wantin' this, I'm on a mission [Db] too.
So you ain't gonna get what you wanna get, this one I'm kicking through.
Hit play mama quick, but try my hit, this honor gets the shoot.
[D] If you wanna bitch, a ton of shit in summer, hit your crew.
[Ab] Bout to knock you out, Joe Skin.
Go in body, [Bm] then I'm a go chin.
Place your bet, you're gonna hate the tech, [Eb] cause I'ma break your neck, we ain't no kin.
Dreams and hopes will be broken, when that flow spin, I'ma [Bb] foretell sin.
Level headed when the rebel get [Ab] it, heavy metal fetish when I go in.
_ _ [Abm] _ _ _
_ Wake up, _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Abm] sleep _ _ _ talk.
More pain on my mean mug, [Bm]
accolades I got gun clout.
Back to back I run mad [Bb] laps, when the sun's down or the sun's out.
[Eb] Severed chain on my side arm, y'all ain't trying to see me with [Ab] guns out.
With mo' anger there's no brain, and so y'all niggas better run [Eb] route.
I heard some doubt, anybody can get it, I'm with it, I'm coming for sun's crown.
When I hit it, me done [A] it, the one count, yeah I'm livin', I love it, my lungs loud.
And I come for the scrum [N] of the scrimmage, I did it, I done it, like what now?
We can put up some butter and do it, no stutter, but put up or shut up, ya [Gb] bum out.
That was short move, took a jump out, I'm so old school.
Say hi to [Ab] my little friend, kill him with a pen, me the gun and my goat, boom.
_ _ _ [A] And it may seem like I'm stalling, when I'm staring out at that wall.
And bombing like Babe Rupert, [B] I call it, [Db] ya scowling.
And my bets all in, heck no, never let [D] y'all win.
In the game, everything a [Db] test, a test to see who can really hang like a little RN.
Come a train with a test, ya, it's no game, little bunny, I can bang, it's the [D] best in the bin.
You better be saving up for your breath, [Db] to the gym, gotta run until it rain.
Nothing less than a man, bruh, let's get it in.
You heard me, [Ab]
shoot him up, I'm done early.
Suited up in my jersey, feeling like [Db] who or what could come serve me.
Y'all too corrupt to come prove to us your kung fu, you suck, you're unworthy.
You turning like Harry, making my [Db] J, tell him I come to slay when I [Ab] play.
Drink!
_ _ Drink up! _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Abm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Ab] _ _ I kill shit, you can [E] say that I slay [Db] turds.
D-I [Eb]-B and I-K-I-S, y [C]'all LAF in [Dbm] those eight words.
I'm a D-O-B, I was D-O-A, but I came [Ab] up out of that coma, homie.
O-D [Eb]-V, I take notes, yo, I'm [D] like Eskimo, I got [Db] no baloney.
Killer in them denim and them wavy, sinner in the center of a state.
Yum, [Eb] you're numb and I'm a gold gorilla, [Abm] gorilla.
Fuck, I'm [Ab] off the wall, gorilla, and I'm in the audible [Bm] office.
As often as needed, y'all [C] slower than molasses.
Run stream passes, weed it, you [B] get hit with a blitz.
Voyagers are thinking that they could attack this.
And when I run them up, I put their numbers up.
Gonna take you a look at my stats, bitch.
My contract [G] got no cap, and the money gets under the [Ebm] mattress.
I stay high like A.I.,. what the fuck [N] are we talking about, practice? _ _ [Abm] _ Sleigh bells, _ _ _ _ _ sleigh bells, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
sleigh _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ bells, sleigh _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ bells, sleigh bells. _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ Grace and the moment, D-O-O. _ _ _ What has happened to the stingray? Man, the stingray was overcooked, man. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Eb] Strange Music. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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