Steels Gonna Be The Death Of Me Chords by Gangstagrass
Tempo:
86.95 bpm
Chords used:
A
Am
F#m
E
F#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A] [F#]
[A]
Yes, yes, let's [B] go!
[Am]
Fam was really really cut the duck, split the filly, guess I spit radilly
Vs love, put a snub in the hosta, spread love to the soldiers
Not the ones in Iraq, the ones separated by train tracks and [F#m] plaque on plaque [Am] is that
The Husta foundation from Damu to Mason
My ex-girls old out and I got two replacements
I have more patience when it's beef I choose to face it
And treat chicks like they came from Brick City, got just blazin'
When I flow as the coast, chip on my shoulder, I [A] blow
Every stage I blow, she got a secret to believe in
It's phenomenal, haters I know abolish you
The way I spit miracles, the way God'll do
No grass for me, you need that New York heat?
Ask for me!
It's T-dot-O-dot-N-dot-E-Z
Grandma was my boy but we're still alive
So we can see us lil' bros spit gems to [E] survive
Well, I'm [Am] happy to die for [A] me
Well, I'm happy to wanna be the dad
I was a leader at the scene
I was [Am] a better liar
And I'm happy to wanna be the dad
I'm happy to wanna be the [F#m] dad
I'm happy to wanna be the dad
From [A] Baby Mama drama to Osama to Kama Kama Chameleon
I'm in the game, claiming they spit memes
I douse the fire, slice your tire
Smack you for my bros and Oscar Mayer
Bitch made sharp [Am] and my spit's big
You don't believe?
Read about it, see me about it
You gangsta?
Don't spit about it, be about it
Never would kill it but I lived and be [A] around it
I seen the hardest nigga get his G rewound it
See me?
I doubt it, [D] lyrically, physically
[A] I'm the epitome of what a true MC should be
Feel the thunder under your feet when I speak
It's like four of the worlds and I'm Tom Cruise, you lose
Since the days of Sheltoes, I dealt flows and melt foes
Told who's in the battle?
Hell no!
My man Ray told me God's the answer
Rest in peace, my nigga, you was right
I'ma be alright
And you want it now, I'm happy
Well, there's [Am] still gonna be a doubt
[A] It's T-dot-O-dot-N-dot-N-Z
I'm still nervous
Fix your layers, get focused
You about to get that [Am] paper
There's still gonna be a doubt
[A] So, let's go
[F#m] Let's go, let's go
See, I [F] don't wear pink and I don't bear [A] lip gloss
Binging these words to the eyes of Chris Cross
Got two in the condo, four in the mansion
R&B singer at the crib in Manhattan
Your [Am] boy don't came up from serving a dancer
God created [A] rap, that's right
If I ain't tripping in the club, I'm sipping on the blood
In a minute, you're gluzy tall, hitting me rough
And you want it now, I'm happy
Well, there's [Am] still gonna be a doubt
[A] I'm still nervous
Fix your layers, get focused
[Am] There's still gonna be a doubt
[A]
I'm still nervous
I'm still nervous
There's [E]
[Am] still gonna be a doubt
Well, there's [A] still gonna be a doubt
I'm still nervous
I'm still nervous
[A]
Yes, yes, let's [B] go!
[Am]
Fam was really really cut the duck, split the filly, guess I spit radilly
Vs love, put a snub in the hosta, spread love to the soldiers
Not the ones in Iraq, the ones separated by train tracks and [F#m] plaque on plaque [Am] is that
The Husta foundation from Damu to Mason
My ex-girls old out and I got two replacements
I have more patience when it's beef I choose to face it
And treat chicks like they came from Brick City, got just blazin'
When I flow as the coast, chip on my shoulder, I [A] blow
Every stage I blow, she got a secret to believe in
It's phenomenal, haters I know abolish you
The way I spit miracles, the way God'll do
No grass for me, you need that New York heat?
Ask for me!
It's T-dot-O-dot-N-dot-E-Z
Grandma was my boy but we're still alive
So we can see us lil' bros spit gems to [E] survive
Well, I'm [Am] happy to die for [A] me
Well, I'm happy to wanna be the dad
I was a leader at the scene
I was [Am] a better liar
And I'm happy to wanna be the dad
I'm happy to wanna be the [F#m] dad
I'm happy to wanna be the dad
From [A] Baby Mama drama to Osama to Kama Kama Chameleon
I'm in the game, claiming they spit memes
I douse the fire, slice your tire
Smack you for my bros and Oscar Mayer
Bitch made sharp [Am] and my spit's big
You don't believe?
Read about it, see me about it
You gangsta?
Don't spit about it, be about it
Never would kill it but I lived and be [A] around it
I seen the hardest nigga get his G rewound it
See me?
I doubt it, [D] lyrically, physically
[A] I'm the epitome of what a true MC should be
Feel the thunder under your feet when I speak
It's like four of the worlds and I'm Tom Cruise, you lose
Since the days of Sheltoes, I dealt flows and melt foes
Told who's in the battle?
Hell no!
My man Ray told me God's the answer
Rest in peace, my nigga, you was right
I'ma be alright
And you want it now, I'm happy
Well, there's [Am] still gonna be a doubt
[A] It's T-dot-O-dot-N-dot-N-Z
I'm still nervous
Fix your layers, get focused
You about to get that [Am] paper
There's still gonna be a doubt
[A] So, let's go
[F#m] Let's go, let's go
See, I [F] don't wear pink and I don't bear [A] lip gloss
Binging these words to the eyes of Chris Cross
Got two in the condo, four in the mansion
R&B singer at the crib in Manhattan
Your [Am] boy don't came up from serving a dancer
God created [A] rap, that's right
If I ain't tripping in the club, I'm sipping on the blood
In a minute, you're gluzy tall, hitting me rough
And you want it now, I'm happy
Well, there's [Am] still gonna be a doubt
[A] I'm still nervous
Fix your layers, get focused
[Am] There's still gonna be a doubt
[A]
I'm still nervous
I'm still nervous
There's [E]
[Am] still gonna be a doubt
Well, there's [A] still gonna be a doubt
I'm still nervous
I'm still nervous
Key:
A
Am
F#m
E
F#
A
Am
F#m
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Yes, yes, let's [B] go!
[Am]
Fam was really really cut the duck, split the filly, guess I spit radilly
Vs love, put a snub in the hosta, spread love to the soldiers
Not the ones in Iraq, the ones separated by train tracks and [F#m] plaque on plaque [Am] is that
The Husta foundation from Damu to Mason
My ex-girls old out and I got two replacements
I have more patience when it's beef I choose to face it
And treat chicks like they came from Brick City, got just blazin'
When I flow as the coast, chip on my shoulder, I [A] blow
Every stage I blow, she got a secret to believe in
It's phenomenal, haters I know abolish you
The way I spit miracles, the way God'll do
No grass for me, you need that New York heat?
Ask for me!
It's T-dot-O-dot-N-dot-E-Z
Grandma was my boy but we're still alive
So we can see us lil' bros spit gems to [E] survive
Well, I'm [Am] happy to die for [A] me
Well, I'm happy to wanna be the dad
_ _ _ I was a leader at the scene
I was [Am] a better liar
And I'm happy to wanna be the dad
I'm happy to wanna be the [F#m] dad
I'm happy to wanna be the dad
From _ [A] Baby Mama drama to Osama to Kama Kama Chameleon
I'm in the game, claiming they spit memes
I douse the fire, slice your tire
Smack you for my bros and Oscar Mayer
Bitch made sharp [Am] and my spit's big
You don't believe?
Read about it, see me about it
You gangsta?
Don't spit about it, be about it
Never would kill it but I lived and be [A] around it
I seen the hardest nigga get his G rewound it
See me?
I doubt it, [D] lyrically, physically
[A] I'm the epitome of what a true MC should be
Feel the thunder under your feet when I speak
It's like four of the worlds and I'm Tom Cruise, you lose
Since the days of Sheltoes, I dealt flows and melt foes
Told who's in the battle?
Hell no!
My man Ray told me God's the answer
Rest in peace, my nigga, you was right
I'ma be alright
And you want it now, I'm happy
Well, there's [Am] still gonna be a doubt
[A] It's T-dot-O-dot-N-dot-N-Z
I'm still nervous
Fix your layers, get focused
You about to get that [Am] paper
There's still gonna be a doubt
[A] So, let's go
[F#m] Let's go, let's go
See, I [F] don't wear pink and I don't bear [A] lip gloss
Binging these words to the eyes of Chris Cross
Got two in the condo, four in the mansion
R&B singer at the crib in Manhattan
Your [Am] boy don't came up from serving a dancer
God created [A] rap, that's right
If I ain't tripping in the club, I'm sipping on the blood
In a minute, you're gluzy tall, hitting me rough
And you want it now, I'm happy
Well, there's [Am] still gonna be a doubt
[A] I'm still _ _ nervous
Fix your layers, get focused
[Am] There's still gonna be a doubt
[A] _ _ _ _
I'm still nervous _ _ _ _ _
_ _ I'm _ _ still nervous _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ There's _ _ [E] _
[Am] still gonna be a doubt
Well, _ there's [A] still gonna be a doubt
_ _ I'm still nervous
_ I'm still _ _ _ _ _ nervous _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Yes, yes, let's [B] go!
[Am]
Fam was really really cut the duck, split the filly, guess I spit radilly
Vs love, put a snub in the hosta, spread love to the soldiers
Not the ones in Iraq, the ones separated by train tracks and [F#m] plaque on plaque [Am] is that
The Husta foundation from Damu to Mason
My ex-girls old out and I got two replacements
I have more patience when it's beef I choose to face it
And treat chicks like they came from Brick City, got just blazin'
When I flow as the coast, chip on my shoulder, I [A] blow
Every stage I blow, she got a secret to believe in
It's phenomenal, haters I know abolish you
The way I spit miracles, the way God'll do
No grass for me, you need that New York heat?
Ask for me!
It's T-dot-O-dot-N-dot-E-Z
Grandma was my boy but we're still alive
So we can see us lil' bros spit gems to [E] survive
Well, I'm [Am] happy to die for [A] me
Well, I'm happy to wanna be the dad
_ _ _ I was a leader at the scene
I was [Am] a better liar
And I'm happy to wanna be the dad
I'm happy to wanna be the [F#m] dad
I'm happy to wanna be the dad
From _ [A] Baby Mama drama to Osama to Kama Kama Chameleon
I'm in the game, claiming they spit memes
I douse the fire, slice your tire
Smack you for my bros and Oscar Mayer
Bitch made sharp [Am] and my spit's big
You don't believe?
Read about it, see me about it
You gangsta?
Don't spit about it, be about it
Never would kill it but I lived and be [A] around it
I seen the hardest nigga get his G rewound it
See me?
I doubt it, [D] lyrically, physically
[A] I'm the epitome of what a true MC should be
Feel the thunder under your feet when I speak
It's like four of the worlds and I'm Tom Cruise, you lose
Since the days of Sheltoes, I dealt flows and melt foes
Told who's in the battle?
Hell no!
My man Ray told me God's the answer
Rest in peace, my nigga, you was right
I'ma be alright
And you want it now, I'm happy
Well, there's [Am] still gonna be a doubt
[A] It's T-dot-O-dot-N-dot-N-Z
I'm still nervous
Fix your layers, get focused
You about to get that [Am] paper
There's still gonna be a doubt
[A] So, let's go
[F#m] Let's go, let's go
See, I [F] don't wear pink and I don't bear [A] lip gloss
Binging these words to the eyes of Chris Cross
Got two in the condo, four in the mansion
R&B singer at the crib in Manhattan
Your [Am] boy don't came up from serving a dancer
God created [A] rap, that's right
If I ain't tripping in the club, I'm sipping on the blood
In a minute, you're gluzy tall, hitting me rough
And you want it now, I'm happy
Well, there's [Am] still gonna be a doubt
[A] I'm still _ _ nervous
Fix your layers, get focused
[Am] There's still gonna be a doubt
[A] _ _ _ _
I'm still nervous _ _ _ _ _
_ _ I'm _ _ still nervous _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ There's _ _ [E] _
[Am] still gonna be a doubt
Well, _ there's [A] still gonna be a doubt
_ _ I'm still nervous
_ I'm still _ _ _ _ _ nervous _ _ _ _