Chords for GUTS RAP || Give It All Away || Shwabadi ft. Ham Sandwich [prod. Sinewave Fox] (Berserk)
Tempo:
96.05 bpm
Chords used:
C#
C#m
G#
B
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Start Jamming...
[C#m] It was much too big to be called a sword.
Much too big to be called, called, called, called.
Much too big to be called, well, a sword.
Massive, rat, rat, massive, thick, heavy, and far too rough.
Heavy, heavy, and far too rough.
Indeed, it was more like a heap of rubble.
Indeed, it was more like a heap of raw iron.
Don't ever question the motive, the method, the order, the bone and the feta,
the fat on the bones, the lips and the laces, the shoulders, the pressure,
heads up, I'm [C#] over it, where the stones and I saw it from the way we're 40,
get loaded, bro, don't fuck with me, this all gonna set up.
Claim he abused down a [C#m] fault for unleading the pork with a pole,
but he want the smoke, so I'm [C#] holding him, let's go.
One stripe and you crop, looking like a photo, I edit.
You can't protect them or your home, then you're fucking pathetic.
Yeah, more bang for your buck.
Black blade hit him, he ain't half the man that he was.
Give that little pussy wings, turn a man into a pup.
Fucking trying to take a swing, but he hasn't the guts.
I'm angry [G#] as fuck, raise the bar, I'm working on my shoulder strength.
Bands from rock, [B] green, green and blue, I'm from MMO, be prepared.
I pose a threat to soldiers, civilians, kings and holy men,
to [D] be Sinead, feed the men and monsters, put [C#] a hole in them.
Yeah, [C#m] you thought you branded me, I'm branded [E] Spur.
See how it all from death, I climb with the [C#] world,
to be the man that I am, you killed the man that you were.
That's the only fucking way that I'll [C#m] be back to the dirt.
See my hand is blood, hope for metal, let it drop, let's go pop.
If you're trying to tick me off, get him cocked with his squirt,
cause I swear that he been looking at me wrong.
He [C#] a fat heller, I'm real, British piss and British chalk.
[E] All the lives, [G#] I hold [C#] and I drink, the [E] melodies [D#] we make.
[C#m]
[B] I give [G#] my soul to [C#] the [B] flame, if I can make [D#] you stay, [G#m] I give it all [C#] away.
Metal that clutch, ain't a crutch, you could crush a man,
[G#] bloody in the cut, if he's stuck, I'm [C#] the muscle man.
Brody set me up, never trust, never love again,
everything is fucked in the muck, I've been suffering.
Hate me as [B] a villain, I was chilling, now they want me dead.
Never in my feelings, if I'm felt, sell [G#] me a bullet.
Wrestling with demons, what's the meaning if [C#] they in my head?
Leaving me conceited, never needed anybody else.
Solo dolo, roaming on the road to hell.
No one know the demons walk among us, but they know me well.
Listening for my prison, trying to lock me in a holding cell.
Lies trying to stand up on their words and they only fail.
You can try to call me if you wanna die, cause I leave none alive.
Last of our people, I look around and I see none of mine.
They've been on the other side, seeing when I close mine.
All we ever wanted was the freedom from [D#] our poverty, guys.
These the kinds [C#m] of evils keep you locking up your home and eyes.
These the kinds of people that'll lock you up, won't show you right.
This the type of shit you shouldn't know if you got [C#] shown.
And I've been shown in many ways, I'll step in wrongs, I'll have you sure to die.
And surely I've [C#m] been through enough, surely I've been prudent enough.
Grew up in the mud, all fiends around me always smoothing up.
That shit that got you paranoid, man, that shit ain't new to us.
I've seen it all, I promise there ain't shit that you can't prove to us.
[E] All our lives, [G#] our hopes [C#] and our dreams, [E] the memories [D#] we made.
[C#m]
[B] I'd give [G#] my soul to [C#] the [B] flame if I could make [A#] you stay.
[C#]
[C#m] [G#m]
[G#] [B] [G#m]
[D#] [C#]
All our lives, our hopes and our dreams, the [G#] memories we made.
[C#] I'd give my soul to the flame if I could make you stay.
Much too big to be called, called, called, called.
Much too big to be called, well, a sword.
Massive, rat, rat, massive, thick, heavy, and far too rough.
Heavy, heavy, and far too rough.
Indeed, it was more like a heap of rubble.
Indeed, it was more like a heap of raw iron.
Don't ever question the motive, the method, the order, the bone and the feta,
the fat on the bones, the lips and the laces, the shoulders, the pressure,
heads up, I'm [C#] over it, where the stones and I saw it from the way we're 40,
get loaded, bro, don't fuck with me, this all gonna set up.
Claim he abused down a [C#m] fault for unleading the pork with a pole,
but he want the smoke, so I'm [C#] holding him, let's go.
One stripe and you crop, looking like a photo, I edit.
You can't protect them or your home, then you're fucking pathetic.
Yeah, more bang for your buck.
Black blade hit him, he ain't half the man that he was.
Give that little pussy wings, turn a man into a pup.
Fucking trying to take a swing, but he hasn't the guts.
I'm angry [G#] as fuck, raise the bar, I'm working on my shoulder strength.
Bands from rock, [B] green, green and blue, I'm from MMO, be prepared.
I pose a threat to soldiers, civilians, kings and holy men,
to [D] be Sinead, feed the men and monsters, put [C#] a hole in them.
Yeah, [C#m] you thought you branded me, I'm branded [E] Spur.
See how it all from death, I climb with the [C#] world,
to be the man that I am, you killed the man that you were.
That's the only fucking way that I'll [C#m] be back to the dirt.
See my hand is blood, hope for metal, let it drop, let's go pop.
If you're trying to tick me off, get him cocked with his squirt,
cause I swear that he been looking at me wrong.
He [C#] a fat heller, I'm real, British piss and British chalk.
[E] All the lives, [G#] I hold [C#] and I drink, the [E] melodies [D#] we make.
[C#m]
[B] I give [G#] my soul to [C#] the [B] flame, if I can make [D#] you stay, [G#m] I give it all [C#] away.
Metal that clutch, ain't a crutch, you could crush a man,
[G#] bloody in the cut, if he's stuck, I'm [C#] the muscle man.
Brody set me up, never trust, never love again,
everything is fucked in the muck, I've been suffering.
Hate me as [B] a villain, I was chilling, now they want me dead.
Never in my feelings, if I'm felt, sell [G#] me a bullet.
Wrestling with demons, what's the meaning if [C#] they in my head?
Leaving me conceited, never needed anybody else.
Solo dolo, roaming on the road to hell.
No one know the demons walk among us, but they know me well.
Listening for my prison, trying to lock me in a holding cell.
Lies trying to stand up on their words and they only fail.
You can try to call me if you wanna die, cause I leave none alive.
Last of our people, I look around and I see none of mine.
They've been on the other side, seeing when I close mine.
All we ever wanted was the freedom from [D#] our poverty, guys.
These the kinds [C#m] of evils keep you locking up your home and eyes.
These the kinds of people that'll lock you up, won't show you right.
This the type of shit you shouldn't know if you got [C#] shown.
And I've been shown in many ways, I'll step in wrongs, I'll have you sure to die.
And surely I've [C#m] been through enough, surely I've been prudent enough.
Grew up in the mud, all fiends around me always smoothing up.
That shit that got you paranoid, man, that shit ain't new to us.
I've seen it all, I promise there ain't shit that you can't prove to us.
[E] All our lives, [G#] our hopes [C#] and our dreams, [E] the memories [D#] we made.
[C#m]
[B] I'd give [G#] my soul to [C#] the [B] flame if I could make [A#] you stay.
[C#]
[C#m] [G#m]
[G#] [B] [G#m]
[D#] [C#]
All our lives, our hopes and our dreams, the [G#] memories we made.
[C#] I'd give my soul to the flame if I could make you stay.
Key:
C#
C#m
G#
B
E
C#
C#m
G#
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C#m] It was much too big to be called a sword.
Much too big to be called, called, called, called.
Much too big to be called, well, a sword.
Massive, rat, rat, massive, thick, heavy, and far too rough.
Heavy, heavy, and far too rough.
Indeed, it was more like a heap of rubble.
Indeed, it was more like a heap of raw iron.
Don't ever question the motive, the method, the order, the bone and the feta,
the fat on the bones, the lips and the laces, the shoulders, the pressure,
heads up, I'm [C#] over it, where the stones and I saw it from the way we're 40,
get loaded, bro, don't fuck with me, this all gonna set up.
Claim he abused down a [C#m] fault for unleading the pork with a pole,
but he want the smoke, so I'm [C#] holding him, let's go.
One stripe and you crop, looking like a photo, I edit.
You can't protect them or your home, then you're fucking pathetic.
Yeah, more bang for your buck.
Black blade hit him, he ain't half the man that he was.
Give that little pussy wings, turn a man into a pup.
Fucking trying to take a swing, but he hasn't the guts.
I'm angry [G#] as fuck, raise the bar, I'm working on my shoulder strength.
Bands from rock, [B] green, green and blue, I'm from MMO, be prepared.
I pose a threat to soldiers, civilians, kings and holy men,
to [D] be Sinead, feed the men and monsters, put [C#] a hole in them.
Yeah, [C#m] you thought you branded me, I'm branded [E] Spur.
See how it all from death, I climb with the [C#] world,
to be the man that I am, you killed the man that you were.
That's the only fucking way that I'll [C#m] be back to the dirt.
See my hand is blood, hope for metal, let it drop, let's go pop.
If you're trying to tick me off, get him cocked with his squirt,
cause I swear that he been looking at me wrong.
He [C#] a fat heller, I'm real, British piss and British chalk.
_ [E] All the lives, [G#] I hold [C#] and I drink, the [E] melodies [D#] we make.
_ [C#m] _
_ [B] _ _ I give [G#] my soul to [C#] the [B] flame, if I can make [D#] you stay, [G#m] I give it all [C#] away.
Metal that clutch, ain't a crutch, you could crush a man,
[G#] bloody in the cut, if he's stuck, I'm [C#] the muscle man.
Brody set me up, never trust, never love again,
everything is fucked in the muck, I've been suffering.
Hate me as [B] a villain, I was chilling, now they want me dead.
Never in my feelings, if I'm felt, sell [G#] me a bullet.
Wrestling with demons, what's the meaning if [C#] they in my head?
Leaving me conceited, never needed anybody else.
Solo dolo, roaming on the road to hell.
No one know the demons walk among us, but they know me well.
Listening for my prison, trying to lock me in a holding cell.
Lies trying to stand up on their words and they only fail.
You can try to call me if you wanna die, cause I leave none alive.
Last of our people, I look around and I see none of mine.
They've been on the other side, seeing when I close mine.
All we ever wanted was the freedom from [D#] our poverty, guys.
These the kinds [C#m] of evils keep you locking up your home and eyes.
These the kinds of people that'll lock you up, won't show you right.
This the type of shit you shouldn't know if you got [C#] shown.
And I've been shown in many ways, I'll step in wrongs, I'll have you sure to die.
And surely I've [C#m] been through enough, surely I've been prudent enough.
Grew up in the mud, all fiends around me always smoothing up.
That shit that got you paranoid, man, that shit ain't new to us.
I've seen it all, I promise there ain't shit that you can't prove to us.
[E] All our lives, [G#] our hopes [C#] and our dreams, [E] the memories [D#] we made.
_ [C#m] _
_ [B] _ I'd give [G#] my soul to [C#] the [B] flame if I could make [A#] you stay. _ _
[C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C#m] _ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ _ _
[G#] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ [G#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ [D#] _ _ [C#] _ _
_ _ All our lives, our hopes and our dreams, _ _ the [G#] memories we made.
[C#] I'd give my soul to the flame if I could make you stay. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C#m] It was much too big to be called a sword.
Much too big to be called, called, called, called.
Much too big to be called, well, a sword.
Massive, rat, rat, massive, thick, heavy, and far too rough.
Heavy, heavy, and far too rough.
Indeed, it was more like a heap of rubble.
Indeed, it was more like a heap of raw iron.
Don't ever question the motive, the method, the order, the bone and the feta,
the fat on the bones, the lips and the laces, the shoulders, the pressure,
heads up, I'm [C#] over it, where the stones and I saw it from the way we're 40,
get loaded, bro, don't fuck with me, this all gonna set up.
Claim he abused down a [C#m] fault for unleading the pork with a pole,
but he want the smoke, so I'm [C#] holding him, let's go.
One stripe and you crop, looking like a photo, I edit.
You can't protect them or your home, then you're fucking pathetic.
Yeah, more bang for your buck.
Black blade hit him, he ain't half the man that he was.
Give that little pussy wings, turn a man into a pup.
Fucking trying to take a swing, but he hasn't the guts.
I'm angry [G#] as fuck, raise the bar, I'm working on my shoulder strength.
Bands from rock, [B] green, green and blue, I'm from MMO, be prepared.
I pose a threat to soldiers, civilians, kings and holy men,
to [D] be Sinead, feed the men and monsters, put [C#] a hole in them.
Yeah, [C#m] you thought you branded me, I'm branded [E] Spur.
See how it all from death, I climb with the [C#] world,
to be the man that I am, you killed the man that you were.
That's the only fucking way that I'll [C#m] be back to the dirt.
See my hand is blood, hope for metal, let it drop, let's go pop.
If you're trying to tick me off, get him cocked with his squirt,
cause I swear that he been looking at me wrong.
He [C#] a fat heller, I'm real, British piss and British chalk.
_ [E] All the lives, [G#] I hold [C#] and I drink, the [E] melodies [D#] we make.
_ [C#m] _
_ [B] _ _ I give [G#] my soul to [C#] the [B] flame, if I can make [D#] you stay, [G#m] I give it all [C#] away.
Metal that clutch, ain't a crutch, you could crush a man,
[G#] bloody in the cut, if he's stuck, I'm [C#] the muscle man.
Brody set me up, never trust, never love again,
everything is fucked in the muck, I've been suffering.
Hate me as [B] a villain, I was chilling, now they want me dead.
Never in my feelings, if I'm felt, sell [G#] me a bullet.
Wrestling with demons, what's the meaning if [C#] they in my head?
Leaving me conceited, never needed anybody else.
Solo dolo, roaming on the road to hell.
No one know the demons walk among us, but they know me well.
Listening for my prison, trying to lock me in a holding cell.
Lies trying to stand up on their words and they only fail.
You can try to call me if you wanna die, cause I leave none alive.
Last of our people, I look around and I see none of mine.
They've been on the other side, seeing when I close mine.
All we ever wanted was the freedom from [D#] our poverty, guys.
These the kinds [C#m] of evils keep you locking up your home and eyes.
These the kinds of people that'll lock you up, won't show you right.
This the type of shit you shouldn't know if you got [C#] shown.
And I've been shown in many ways, I'll step in wrongs, I'll have you sure to die.
And surely I've [C#m] been through enough, surely I've been prudent enough.
Grew up in the mud, all fiends around me always smoothing up.
That shit that got you paranoid, man, that shit ain't new to us.
I've seen it all, I promise there ain't shit that you can't prove to us.
[E] All our lives, [G#] our hopes [C#] and our dreams, [E] the memories [D#] we made.
_ [C#m] _
_ [B] _ I'd give [G#] my soul to [C#] the [B] flame if I could make [A#] you stay. _ _
[C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C#m] _ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ _ _
[G#] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ [G#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ [D#] _ _ [C#] _ _
_ _ All our lives, our hopes and our dreams, _ _ the [G#] memories we made.
[C#] I'd give my soul to the flame if I could make you stay. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _