_06_Faith No More & Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E. - Another Body Murdered Chords

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_ [Em] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
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Turn me on, [Em] man.
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Now I've got a murder, the murder to get away.
But I get the kill, now the fools gotta pay.
And if they pay, then they pay with they life.
So watch another man try to hold on to his life.
Cause I keep looking and huntin' just like a lion.
Let me just know that it's them that been dying.
I show no remorse to the source of my terror.
And if they tell then the whole grin's been about him.
All keepin' comin' and comin' straight from my table.
And if I miss, I'll never miss that wrist, I take him.
I'm lookin' forward and I'm lookin' over my shoulder.
[Em] And I make a sale for sale to make a [E] bonus
But I never rest and rest or never [Em] cease
Until [Bm] my motherfuckin' witness rests [E] in peace
Cause one thing's sure they never seen or even heard [G] of
And if [Ab] they live, it's just another body murder
Another [E] body murder _ _ _ _ _
What _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Em] _
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_ [E] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ [E] the _ [Em] _ _ _ _ [F] _ [E] hell y'all want from us? _ _ _ _ _ _
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I'm making deals for deals to make a kill
And anyone looking gonna get that ass killed
I'm living like a criminal, a criminal I be
And I'm respected in the hood like a G
But if they think about stitches and they gone
I'm sticking up their heads with a motherfuckin' crow
I got a pain to play the pain I just throw
And I ain't through till I'm sipping on a fool
I need the food running and running but where they going?
Had to witness my mother now they know it
One thing's planned, so planned, don't let me pass
I'll have to be fed while I'm going in a blast
If I wait a second longer, that'll be my ass
50-40 food while I'm stepping across the grass
Cause they getting harder and harder, that's real
And when you're done with it, when your ass got you killed
Another body murder
Bang your head to this, another body murder
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_ [Em] I _ _ [F] _ _ [E] _
had to get it together to watch a body get murdered
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I [Em] had to get it together [F] to watch a body get murdered
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Bang your head, come [Em] on, bang your head, [E] bang your head
_ Bang your head, so good _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ I'll be a fool when the crime test will prove
I'll testify that the fool will have to lose
Fool your tribe, gotta keep it low
Cause the brothers that was shot were my motherfuckin' new souls
Hands up here with my head up
Railing past them, I'll get them alive
And when I get up, I'll be fucking up my crowd
Wanna get where I'm at, but they bail cause they can't fail
I keep bailing, I've been slinging my shit
Hell, my shit ain't heavy jail yet
But it ain't all I'm about, sometimes
It's all about bringing down the bus
It's on the mind, another pass, a pass, yes
You wanna pass by the red in the kingdom, pass, yes
All these fools that went up in time, they gonna get by
They never get to be wild for how long
In your [G] land, [Bm] where the gates still light the [Dm] red
Keep smoking [Em] that ass
_ [Bm] Bang [Em] your head to this
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had to get it together to watch a body [Em] get murdered _ _ _
[E] I had to get it _ _ _ _ _
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