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Аккорды к песне ​$UICIDEBOY$ — Now and at the Hour of Our Death (feat. BONES)

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Original Key: G Minor 
Time Signature: 4/4 
Tempo: 73 
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU 
 
 [INTRO] 
 
 Gm 
 . 
Gm 
 North, North (You did good, $lick) 
 Gm 
 Northside, Northside 
Gm 
 Northside, Northside (It's a Smash) 
 Gm 
 Northside, Northside 
 Gm 
 North, North 
 Gm 
 Northside, Northside 
 Eb 
 Northside, Northside 
 Eb 
 Northside, Northside 
 
 [VERSE] 
             Gm 
 Creep with the tone, I'm breakin' bones 
  Gm 
 Marble Caddy, ridin' stone 
   Gm 
 I I I'm fulla chrome 
  Gm 
 I'm sippin' that poison out the 'foam 
 Gm 
 Straight out Lacombe 
                       Eb 
 Beatin' 'em like they did me wrong 
 Eb 
 This shit just fun 
 
                               Gm 
 I I I'm smokin' on shit that smell like body rot (Body rot) 
  Gm 
 I'm grippin' that heart stopper, choppin' 'em down like bop, bop, bop 
 Gm 
 Claimin' they gang, I'm like, "What the fuck?! Oh nah nah nah" 
Gm                               Eb 
 It's a bird? It's a plane? It's $carecrow (Run) 
 
                    Gm 
 Yeah, homicide painted on my eyes (North) 
  Gm 
 I come from fiends (North) 
 Gm 
 Crucify me in the North (Northside), nailed to the trees (Northside) 
 Gm                 Eb 
Light a cig and     Go to hell (Northside), Keanu Reeves (North, North) 
  Eb 
 A prophet, my scripts get fulfilled like prophecies, yeah (Northside) 
 
                         Gm 
 Swervin' (Northside), matte black Rovers 
 Gm 
 Fuck bein' sober (Northside) 
 Gm 
 Daddy was a psycho and my momma bipolar (Northside, Northside) 
 
G R E Y 
                  Eb 
 Fuck, I'm losin' my composure (Northside) 
  Eb 
 Been fiendin' for that bloodshed, what the fuck's the hold up? (Northside) 
 
              Gm 
 All they talk is "shoulda, coulda," me? I'ma air it out (Northside) 
  Gm 
 If it's war with me, I'm killing everything they care about (Northside) 
  Gm 
 If it's war with me, there ain't shit I'm being fair about (Northside) 
  Eb 
 G, the Five, the , we pullin' up just to tear it down (Northside) 
 
 Tear it down 
 
 7th, 7th, 7th Ward, ayy 
 
 
 [VERSE] 
 Gm 
 Gripping a jewel, tryna fall asleep 
 Gm 
 Cruel life usually haunting me 
 Gm 
 Kick the stool, I'll pick the drool 
 Gm 
 Come Yuletide, flaunt my gauze and bleed 
 Gm 
 The cross the key 
 Gm 
 But the boss in me keeps saucin', lost 'til spring 
 Eb 
 Rotten, broken, overloaded, loafin', overdosin' 
Eb 
 I'll Go kick rocks for free 
 
Gm 
 Possibly 
 Gm 
 Ain't no stoppin' me, I'm poppin' lots of things 
 Gm 
 Dope head overgrown, I sold my soul and planted Roxy seeds 
 Gm 
 Waterboard my faith without a trace, I'm proppin' honesty 
 Eb 
 Broken, chosen, chokin', soakin', hopeless my aroma 
   Eb 
 I fuck up constantly 
 
Gm 
 Cross country, where I dragged my woes, 
Gm 
 I did it flawlessly (7th, 7th, 7th Ward, ayy) 
 Gm 
 Cautiously 
 Gm 
'Cause I'm always fighting off that nausea    G 
  Gm 
 (7th, 7th, 7th Ward, ayy; chase) 
 Gm 
 Stake my claim, lawful or unlawfully (7th, 7th, 7th Ward, ayy) 
 Eb 
 Claim what's mine, now get out that fucking gorgeous Jeep 
 
 (7th, 7th, 7th Ward, ayy) 
 
Gm 
 I'm coming heavy, like season five Gandolfini 
  Gm 
 (7th Ward), I'm ready (Huh, ooh) 
  Gm 
 Head leaking spaghetti (7th Ward) bolognese, 
   Gm 
 I can be petty (Huh, huh) 
 Gm 
 Hold the Chevy steady (7th Ward), 
  Gm 
 while we whip it 'round the levee 
     Eb 
 Choppin' blades like a machete (7th Ward) 
  Eb 
 Don't tempt me, this shit get messy (Hmm) 
 
 Gm 
 Locked and fuckin' loaded, yeah, 
  Gm 
 this AR ain't no semi (This AR ain't no semi) 
 Gm 
 Head is never empty, got a thousand thoughts too many 
  Gm 
 (Got a thousand thoughts too many) 
 Gm 
 They used to call us edgy, 
 
 back when we was pinchin' pennies (Back when we was pinchin' pennies) 
    Eb 
 Nowadays, we got full bellies, stay fighting off all the envy, 
  Eb       Gm 
 tear it down 
 
Gm 
 SESH 
 
 
 [VERSE] 
   Gm 
 It's the one that they callin' dead 
  Gm 
 .38 pressed against my head 
 Gm 
 Spinnin' and spinnin' 'til I see red 
 Gm 
 Flea flicker, I'm catchin' lead 
 Gm 
 Physically, mentally MIA 
 Gm 
 Wishin' it all was in my head 
        Eb 
 Shadows, they follow me 
  Eb 
 Ceiling, it fall on me 
 Eb 
 Trippin', remembering what you said 
 
          Gm 
 I'ma hit the curb, the curb 
 Gm 
 Watch how I swerve and swerve 
 Gm 
 These bitches love to run they mouth 
 Gm 
 They got some nerve, some nerve 
   Gm 
 It's that 517 legend 
   Gm 
 I'm the one that they call upon 
 Eb 
 Razor in my palm with a rag full of chloroform 
 Gm 
 On the day that I die, don't cry for me, ho 
 Gm                            Eb 
 Cover me in diamonds, throw my body in the trash 
 
 D 
 This is a graveyard exclusive 
 Gm 
 What? What? 
 
 [VERSE] 
  Gm 
 I push the  milli' lick 'em, I stick 'em, I gotta go 
  Gm 
 Inside the mind of the sickest, and wickedest on the flow 
 Gm 
 $uicide, deadboy, FN at your head, boy 
     Eb 
 Metal detectors goin' off, when we stepped in with lead toys 
     Gm 
It  Go bang, it   Go boom, now his birthday on a tomb 
 Gm 
 Family cryin', droppin' dimes, I'm givin' you hoes the blue's 
  Gm 
 Head down when I'm 'round, rollin', smokin' out the pound 
      Eb                                      Gm 
 You can run, you can hide, all we ever Do is tear that bitch down 
 
 [OUTRO] 
  Gm 
 Tear it down, tear it down 
 Gm 
 Tear it down, tear it down 
 Gm 
 Tear it down, tear it down 
 Gm 
 Tear it down, tear it down 
 Gm                 Eb 
 Tear it down, tear it down 
 Eb 
 Tear it down, tear it down 
 Eb 
 Tear it down, tear it down 
 D 
 Tear it down, tear it down 
 D 
 Tear it down, tear it down 
 
 (Fuck the state, fuck the law, motherfuck a leader) 
 
 Tear it down, tear it down 
 
 Tear it down, tear it down 
 
 Tear it down, tear it down 
 
 (We 'bout to turn this bitch up, and blow the fuckin' speakers) 
 
 Tear it down, tear it down 
 
 Tear it down, tear it down 
 
 (Fuck your feelings, fuck your ego, motherfuck your pride) 
 
 Tear it down, tear it down 
 
 Tear it down, tear it down 
 
 Tear it down, tear it down 
 
 Tear it down, tear it down (Bitch, it's Grey*59 'til we fuckin' die) 

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