Chords for Flatbush Zombies - Face - Off (L.S.Darko) (Prod. By Erick Arc Elliott)

Tempo:
102.05 bpm
Chords used:

A

G

F#m

D

E

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Flatbush Zombies - Face - Off (L.S.Darko) (Prod. By Erick Arc Elliott) chords
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[D#] [B]
[N]
Where's the 40s?
Police were forced to open fire on a naked man who refused to stop chewing [G#m] the face [G] off
of another man.
Clearly was [N] on some very, very, very power drugs.
Zombie.
Excuse me, America.
I don't do the taxes.
I make my money flip stretch.
We call it gymnastics.
It's fucking Friday.
I need a knee alone with a nice set of tips and a green thong.
Me and you see always smoking.
We like to show a French bitch pussy.
Sweet honey.
These young.
She loved the paper everywhere.
The cash be nothing.
Be girl.
Pop that pussy like some acne.
I must be bowling because she only fuck with athletes.
I'm that deep smoking purple in a black tee.
I love weed, nigga.
I got a green thumb.
She fucked me, nigga.
And so she bleeped.
Your favorite will be your milk.
I'm busting off in the ocean like a harpoon.
Yeah.
Money green nigga.
So they envy.
I get on me with a beam for the enemy cushion.
Cody now I lean like the Italy Tower of Pisa.
Nick, a pretty diva with her body is many feet.
I call [F#] him Mona Lisa.
Oh yeah.
And she barely see only roll a [G] reef.
I'm smoking super good.
God, I'm super high.
Bumping ready to die.
Feeling ready to [N] die.
Like I done seen death.
Shit you ain't seen yet.
I did.
Where there is no hate.
And you don't need flesh.
I brought out there.
You can see me in the night time.
Got weed up.
Bitch, a pack of rubbers and some white wine.
Got left behind because you wasn't in your right mind.
Lost all your paper because you wasn't in the right grind.
I put my dick between the tits.
Now we sign me.
Fucked on the floor so I won't mess up my designer.
She made a pussy fuck.
Burp.
Call her vagina.
She's a bitch.
I'm a sucka.
You suck a weight of pain and straight up plane like it's climbing.
[A]
[F#m] [D] [E]
[A] [F#m] [D]
[E] [A] [N] Perfect day.
10 bitches and sour d's and 11 coffins.
My flow, ugly awesome.
You hear this shit and get lost.
And eventually I have a fortune.
That'll be awesome.
Getting hand painted portraits of me getting my balls licked.
Pump.
Acting shoddy.
Yeah, that shoot off your door.
Hit.
The scene weed by the ton.
Nigga needed forklift.
Razor blade under my tongue while I spit this raw shit.
Y'all niggas should forfeit.
The boring scene that he stopped was like from a zombie movie.
The man chewing on the victim's face and growling like a wild animal.
The nastiest, most horrific incident I've ever seen.
I've seen his face completely, from the top of his forehead to almost his arms.
The person was actually swallowing pieces of his face.
Zombie!
Somebody tell him we got zombies out of Miami, bitch!
Key:  
A
1231
G
2131
F#m
123111112
D
1321
E
2311
A
1231
G
2131
F#m
123111112
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To start learning Flatbush Zombies - (L.S.Darko, Prod. By Erick Arc Elliott) Face - Off chords, build your understanding on these basic chords - D, E, A, F#m, D, F#, G and N in sequence. A strategic approach would be to train at 51 BPM initially, and then accelerate to the song's tempo of 102. Considering the song's key of F Minor, position your capo to suit your vocal and chord preferences.

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_ [D#] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
_ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Where's the 40s?
_ _ _ Police _ were forced to open fire on a naked man who refused to stop chewing [G#m] the face [G] off
of another man.
Clearly was [N] on some very, very, very power drugs.
Zombie.
Excuse me, America.
I don't do the taxes.
I make my money flip stretch.
We call it gymnastics.
It's fucking Friday.
I need a knee alone with a nice set of tips and a green thong.
Me and you see always smoking.
We like to show a French bitch pussy.
Sweet honey.
These young.
She loved the paper everywhere.
The cash be nothing.
Be girl.
Pop that pussy like some acne.
I must be bowling because she only fuck with athletes.
I'm that deep smoking purple in a black tee.
I love weed, nigga.
I got a green thumb.
She fucked me, nigga.
And so she bleeped.
Your favorite will be your milk.
I'm busting off in the ocean like a harpoon.
Yeah.
Money green nigga.
So they envy.
I get on me with a beam for the enemy cushion.
Cody now I lean like the Italy Tower of Pisa.
Nick, a pretty diva with her body is many feet.
I call [F#] him Mona Lisa.
Oh yeah.
And she barely see only roll a [G] reef.
I'm smoking super good.
God, I'm super high.
Bumping ready to die.
Feeling ready to [N] die.
Like I done seen death.
Shit you ain't seen yet.
I did.
Where there is no hate.
And you don't need flesh.
I brought out there.
You can see me in the night time.
Got weed up.
Bitch, a pack of rubbers and some white wine.
Got left behind because you wasn't in your right mind.
Lost all your paper because you wasn't in the right grind.
I put my dick between the tits.
Now we sign me.
Fucked on the floor so I won't mess up my designer.
She made a pussy fuck.
Burp.
Call her vagina.
She's a bitch.
I'm a sucka.
You suck a weight of pain and straight up plane like it's climbing.
[A] _
_ _ [F#m] _ _ _ [D] _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ [F#m] _ _ [D] _
_ _ [E] _ _ [A] _ [N] Perfect day.
10 bitches and sour d's and 11 coffins.
My flow, ugly awesome.
You hear this shit and get lost.
And eventually I have a fortune.
That'll be awesome.
Getting hand painted portraits of me getting my balls licked.
Pump.
Acting shoddy.
Yeah, that shoot off your door.
Hit.
The scene weed by the ton.
Nigga needed forklift.
Razor blade under my tongue while I spit this raw shit.
Y'all niggas should forfeit.
The boring scene that he stopped was like from a zombie movie.
The man chewing on the victim's face and growling like a wild animal.
The nastiest, most horrific incident I've ever seen.
I've seen his face completely, _ from the top of his forehead to almost his arms.
The person was actually swallowing pieces of his face.
Zombie!
Somebody tell him we got zombies out of Miami, bitch!

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