Chords for Vybz Kartel - Killing street

Arif, we had long before I told you. _ _
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_ [D] _ _ I just beg [Gm] him a life and kill him sweet.
God, when drop me and kill him sweet.
Boy, dead like dog and I kill him feet.
Then I pick up a di body with a leaning sheet.
Like, where we go?
Me kill him sweet.
Me send him pharmacy, spitting feet.
AK, [Eb] Bulla, Melody, Sydney Street.
Never pick [F] up a di body with a leaning sheet.
Michael, [Gm] you sent boy to hospital.
You no need no ducky to admit us.
All the years gone back in ambulance.
Boy gone under dirty lividance.
Black guy no [Eb] clap it on the back.
Boy a skin like Michael Jackson fat.
Guns at that the rifle hands in hand.
How [F] em war spell up life [Gm] a losing.
Me no wait the bus.
Load up me gun fast like me the bus.
Me in a church, cause me no religious.
And me link up the bomb, bomb a link up the bus.
So me get gun up like when Sancti go.
Hey, fire!
Like a Di-matic [G] you dig up.
[Eb] And me in a crack a we go.
The [F] boy di bring what I'm like in the club.
Me just beg [Gm] him a life and kill him sweet.
God, when drop me and kill him sweet.
Boy, dead like dog and I kill him feet.
Then I pick up a di body with a leaning sheet.
Like, where we go?
Me kill him sweet.
Me send him pharmacy, spitting feet.
AK, [Eb] Bulla, Melody, Sydney Street.
Never [F] pick up a di body with a leaning sheet.
There [Gm] is no big man's time.
Kamikaze, genocide, murder me army and Nazi.
Kill pan, rot like pimping paparazzi.
Kill some of Bush, make it go out and dance.
See, now me sweat suit like a jockey.
All like school, as ever like [Eb] party.
I'm no school bookie, now me transport.
[F] Me transport like 40, when kick like [G] karate, me talkie.
No regret, no [Eb] rematch, when boy life last.
Like money in a [Gm] grass, in it when me pass.
People running fast, but the new skin trees are same, so me class.
Truth tell it's more blast, guy a get blast.
Boy, turn him in a [Cm] spirit like homie in a di [Eb] class.
Give me the toilet, reach a fast.
[F] People wipe off the morass.
Me a to just [Gm] beg him a life and kill him sweet.
God, when drop me, I'm killing street.
Boy, dead like dog, I'm a killing beat.
Them a see cover the body with a leaning chief.
Like, boom, boom, boom.
Me killing sweet.
Me sending pharmacist freaking feet.
AK, [Eb] pull a melody, singing sweet.
Them a [F] see cover the body with a leaning chief.
My [Eb] gun no sent, boy go hospital.
You no need no black hit, me admittance.
All the years told back me down be that.
Boy, [Gm] gun on the dirt, me live with that.
Black line up, clap it on the back.
Boy, a scheme like Michael Jackson fans.
God, snap back the rifle, hands in hand.
[F] Now when war swell up like [G] a luvvie.
Me no wait to the bus.
Load up me [Gm] gun fast like me bus.
Kill me in a church, cause me no religious.
Let me link up deep and bam, I link up deep up.
So me let gun up like when San Francisco.
Hey, fire!
Fire the mastic through the roof.
[Eb] I'm living in a frack and we go.
The [F] world even know I'm life in the zone.
Me just [Gm] beg him a life and kill him sweet.
God, when drop me, I'm killing street.
Boy, dead like dog, I'm a killing beat.
Them a see cover the body with a leaning chief.
Like, boom, boom, boom.
Me killing sweet.
Me sending pharmacist freaking feet.
[Eb] AK, pull a melody, singing sweet.
Them a [F] see cover the body with a leaning chief.
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