Chords for Joey Bada$$ - Ring The Alarm (Ft. Nyck Caution, Kirk Knight & Meechy Darko)

Oh, _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _
[A#m] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
I [F#] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ was _ _ _
[A#m] born with a baton.
[C#] Now I'm known as the young [F#] intellectual dawn until I'm gone.
Where I'm from the real don't get [F] along with the fake.
Look me in the face.
I said [A#m] a storm.
You don't want no no beef can never hurt me.
I'll be on my Eastern Bull.
They cold turkey.
Firstly is the double entendre [F] monster taking haunted constant.
Tristan your [A#m] conscious.
So be cautious if the culprit we leave the cops is the causes of the coffin is the broken
closet skeletons in my closet tomorrow's [F] never promise.
Never mind it because we are mortals [A#m] regardless real G's moving silence like my designer.
It's a [F#m] trial with the timeless [A#m] divine.
I your power without was dipping in the gold system.
Minor sitting on my phone overlooking my Empire on Resurrection of real you niggas fake.
Never second guessing.
I can't use your fake because I'm born with the baton and [F#m] tickets on Bob nigga better.
[A#] I'm on _ Resurrection of [A#m] real you niggas fake.
Never second guessing.
My keys will choose your fake because I'm born with the baton and tickets on Bob nigga better.
Really?
A lot.
Huh?
So keep it spinning [Fm] this shocker.
_ _ [Cm] _
_ _ _ [D#m] One false move ever [A#] _
keep it spinning [F] this shocker.
_ [G] Now these niggas in the past as we move it like [C] the mob.
One false move [Gm] ever.
Sleep with the it's the all-american badass [F#] who you mad at?
They ain't have to [Gm] ask that attack with the backlash.
Where's my [F#] cash at?
Running on through Nasdaq strap in my [Gm] backpack going off the neck.
Don't worry in the Cadillac.
Have it flashbacks.
We see niggas will cut back hit him with the blackjack.
Walk through a stack back.
[C#] I snap with the rest.
I make [Gm] him bring the whole track back niggas get smack with the villa when I drop.
It's all killing.
No filler.
So you better not make a wrong move nigga.
I [C#] personally deliver each shot that [D] won't miss you and when it hits you it's no warning.
We from ball to me and my [Gm] squadron.
If you want to get your arm and we got the boss calmly.
This is no [D] party.
Any [A#] scraps left?
We just beat him to the [D#] zombies ever for the Sun.
I die for my [F#] brethren.
This is a stick up.
Oh, she's [Gm] 47.
Bring me a llama for what you want.
Get in.
Bring me a llama for what you want.
Get in.
Step before the Sun.
I die for my brethren.
[A] This is a sticker.
Oh, she's [Gm] 47.
Bring me a llama for what you want.
[F#] Get in.
Bring me a llama for [D#] what you want.
Get in.
Bring me a long.
We ain't keeping it.
Calm.
Need a [A] reason to see the door.
Break the leash and I'm all [Gm] was hungry when I started my rabbit.
This is how you ball.
Pushing [F#] has it is inflicted damages.
[Gm] I can't recall.
Richest spirit when I broke some laws.
I'm breaking even with my bros against all the art.
May my words cut [G] deep.
You go be some God [D] and alcohol.
We only going [Gm] bar for bar, you know, I blacked out.
They bring the track down.
I lay the smack down.
Remember nice on the dirty mattress in the trap house.
Snap down and flip it around the world.
Mad now living legend.
Probably back up on the map.
Now resurrection of real.
Let's bring it back.
It ain't even about the bars.
They bumping whatever slap sound.
All I hear is Adler rapping on my sound cloud.
[C#] Sick of the trash.
Now, this is the [Gm] crack.
Pim.
Little boy.
Don't box.
Shot.
We're [Dm] barrier.
Big Mac.
I think you get Captain [Am] America.
Beast Coast regime.
[Cm] My team Supreme.
_ [G] _
_ My [Dm] brethren.
This is the stick up.
This is [E] 47.
Bring the alarm for what you want.
[A] Get it.
Bring the alarm for what you want.
[G] Get it.
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