Chords for Tribal Seeds - Gunsmoke (ft. Protoje) [OFFICIAL LYRIC VIDEO]

[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Uh!
Uh!
Move out, we go. _
_ _ Move out, we go.
Hey!
Throw the jack!
Tell him so, tell him so.
Tap the seat.
_ _ _ Uh!
Don't smoke _ from the [F] Sunkila barrel. _ _ _
[Am] Is it cause you don't smoke [B] from the Sunkila [Am] barrel? _ _
_ _ As they ride into the front, I know the bar to the [Dm] front.
They sneeze [Am] down every time they drop you from your saddle.
Block out the Sun and I hear you with shields wrapped.
[Dm] They charge [Am] you for wallop, hear the sound of you trample.
[Bb] Fall in [A] any way that is opposed to the [F] Sunkila ray.
[Am] Music is the sword and I shall see the wicked slain.
Falling deep to their hearts, deep to their veins.
Legacy is slowed down, the legacy [Bb] will drain.
[Am] All I see is rockets, kids in fire.
_ Can't shake off the sons of the old lion.
_ All I see is rockets, kids in fire.
_ Can't shake off the Sun of the Sunkila.
_ _ Don't smoke _ from the Sunkila barrel. _ _ _
_ Is it cause you don't smoke _ from the [Dm] Sunkila [Am] barrel? _ _ _
_ _ [Bb] _ [Am] Don't smoke _ from the [D] Sunkila [Am] barrel.
Don't smoke _ _
_ _ [D] _ [Am] _ _ _ _
from the Sunkila barrel. _ _
_ Tell _ _ them ease off, the wicked roads [Dm] I'm a squeeze [Am] off.
Beat it till it bend and then I'm a go breeze off.
[Dm] They fear them a ball [Am] or three now. _
Too much ammo they under [Dm] my sleeve now.
[Am] Them youth they up and down like say they must ease off.
[Bb] Wonder why they [Am] must breeze off.
My birthright we say [Dm] they must aim for.
[Am] Gave life to them a Jacob when they must ease off.
[Dm] Wonder why [Am] they make nobody feel soft.
Wonder know, what's in my [Dm] grandma's reach now.
[Am] Look how my mama me weave now.
When the talk come to the creed now.
_ Hey, them money they [Dm] pon a love me where even [Am] a pebble.
A come from me hand a go shell it with pebble and sharp.
Pull up the clanker.
Who do in this Christ like me?
Out of Jamaica [Dm] they play [Am] upon these.
Who they might just be when the driver's leave.
But them hide and flee [Dm] from the point and.
Don't [Am] smoke _ from the [F] Sunkila barrel. _ _ _
_ [Am] Music of gold smoke _ from the Sunkila barrel. _ _ _
_ _ [Bb] _ [Am] Gold smoke _ from the Sunkila barrel. _ _
_ [Dm] Music [Am] of gold smoke _ from the Sunkila barrel. _ _
_ _ Raya Naya Po suddenly gates of.
_ [Dm] Babylonia [Am] word song.
Coming dreadful unto the [D] weaker.
[C] By a green and the rest it [Am] suit.
On the land and the riddance of the men.
They sink our hearts.
I hear the ancient that this.
I'll see I am far up.
In synapse of the wicked.
We word song and power.
Oh, _ I kill a white walk.
Come on, Gideon.
The rest of our land.
Was that last year's.
Dragon spit in fire.
Your shake of the stones of the one.
All I _ [Dm] _ [Am] see is.
It's a fire.
_ _ _ The sun of the Sunkila.
[Dm] _ _ [C] _ _ _
From the [Am] Sunkila barrel. _ _
_ Music of gold smoke from the Sunkila barrel. _ _
_ _ [Bb] _ [Am] Gold smoke _ from the Sunkila barrel. _ _
Music [Dm] [Am] of gold smoke from the [Dm] Sunkila [Am] barrel. _ _ _
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