Chords for Kerser - Exceptional

Tempo:
184 bpm
Chords used:

Ab

Cm

F

G

D

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Kerser - Exceptional chords
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[C] [Cm] [D] [F]
[Ab] [D] [F]
[Cm] [D] [F]
[Ab] [Dm]
[F] [Cm] [Fm] Oi cunt, [Ab] I'm about to bring [Dm] that real shit back.
[F] [Cm] Shit's turned into a fashion [D] show.
[Ab] They been missing, [G] and I been busy.
[Ab] I've been busy on the hustle, it's the same drill.
A rush of love, my music feeling like a game feels.
They want the technical rhymes, I'm like fuck that.
[B] I used to have a spot [Ab] in the bottom of my [C] bum bag.
[Eb] Listen cunt, [D] I can break it, flow [G]
miraculous.
I came in in an era when it wasn't about the fashion bitch.
Around the time when you really fucking had [Ab] to spit.
I battled cunts and my mates would want a stab of shit.
Moments later I'm a star, pop [N] up everywhere.
The sickest cunt and I never needed Medicare.
They thought I left [Gm] them thinking I ain't going anywhere.
[Ab] She had a grudge, [Gm] smashed the box, I was getting [Cm] square.
What we doing with this game, where [G] I take it now?
Steer them off [N] the cliff if they try to take the crown.
People ask how I make my drink change colour.
Two to five, I still represent the same [C] numbers.
[Cm] [D] Leave this to [F]
professionals, [Ab] self made, self [D] [F] paid, I'm [C] exceptional.
[Cm] What [F] you know about the rapping game?
[Ab] I used to battle for [G] a tenner in [F] the alleyway.
[Cm] [D] Then I hit the big [Ab] time, like shit stack [Dm] it up, we gonna [F] live life.
[Cm] What you know [Fm] about the rapping game?
[Ab] Everybody [G] stop and listen [F] when I'm rapping mate.
[Eb] No [Ab] certificate for school, I'm a drop out.
First you see the [Eb] car, then the diamonds when I hop out.
I'm in the club smoking up, I let my chain hang.
They see me and they attempt to do the same [C] thing.
Rollin' slits [G] and nukes, travelling through the CBD.
[Ab] Getting head off bitches, watching my [G] old DVDs.
I'm a heated [D] up, you know me as the sickest cunt.
[Gb] My pack of smokes [Eb] ain't got no cigarettes, just filled up with 50 blunts.
Ain't no pressure when you [G] curse her, I'm on top of shit.
[Ab] A clumsy cunt, cause I'm always hocking, dropping hits.
Let me walk you through the steps of meditation.
[Gm] Preparation, and then [Cm] retaliation.
Bitch, I'm still repping what I claim.
No matter [N] where I hang, it's embroidered in my blame.
Fake [G] thighs and I'm sitting at my house [Abm] ripped.
New teeth, [C] I put my money where my mouth is.
[Cm] [D] Leave [F] this to professionals.
[Ab] Self made, self [G] paid, I'm [Cm] exceptional.
What you know [F] about the rapping game?
[Ab] I used to battle for [G] a tenner in [F] the alleyway.
[Cm] [D] Then I hit the big [Ab] time, like shit stack [G] it up, we gon' [F] live life.
[Cm] What [C] you know about the rapping game?
[Ab] Everybody [G] stop and listen when I'm rapping mate.
[Eb] Sick of drag rap, shit I got mad rap.
Swag rap, fat rap, rappelling to your back chat.
I'ma have this [Gm] pain in the ghetto.
Or anybody with permission just to get [N] dope.
You know the name, curse of the shit.
You gotta split this for one, you can burn it to this.
This nigga spit on the track and I'm pumping [Eb] my old shit.
Thinking to myself, [G] no wonder it's sold [C] bitch.
[Cm] [F] Leave this to professionals.
[Ab] Self made, self [G] [F] paid, I'm exceptional.
[C] [Cm] What you [D] know [F] about the rapping game?
[Cm] I used to battle for [G] a tenner in the [F] [Cm] alleyway.
[D] Then I hit the big [Ab] time, like shit stack [G] it up, we gon' [Cm] live life.
What you know [Ab] about the rapping game?
[Gm] Everybody stop and listen when I'm rapping mate.
Key:  
Ab
134211114
Cm
13421113
F
134211111
G
2131
D
1321
Ab
134211114
Cm
13421113
F
134211111
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[C] _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ [D] _ [F] _ _
_ _ [Ab] _ _ _ [D] _ [F] _ _
_ _ [Cm] _ _ [D] _ _ [F] _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [Fm] Oi cunt, [Ab] I'm about to bring [Dm] that real shit back.
[F] _ [Cm] Shit's turned into a fashion [D] show. _ _
_ [Ab] They been missing, [G] and I been busy.
_ [Ab] I've been busy on the hustle, it's the same drill.
A rush of love, my music feeling like a game feels.
They want the technical rhymes, I'm like fuck that.
[B] I used to have a spot [Ab] in the bottom of my [C] bum bag.
[Eb] Listen cunt, [D] I can break it, flow [G]
miraculous.
I came in in an era when it wasn't about the fashion bitch.
Around the time when you really fucking had [Ab] to spit.
I battled cunts and my mates would want a stab of shit.
Moments later I'm a star, pop [N] up everywhere.
The sickest cunt and I never needed Medicare.
They thought I left [Gm] them thinking I ain't going anywhere.
[Ab] She had a grudge, [Gm] smashed the box, I was getting [Cm] square.
What we doing with this game, where [G] I take it now?
Steer them off [N] the cliff if they try to take the crown.
People ask how I make my drink change colour.
Two to five, I still represent the same [C] numbers.
[Cm] _ _ [D] Leave this to [F]
professionals, [Ab] self made, self [D] [F] paid, I'm [C] exceptional.
_ [Cm] _ What [F] you know about the rapping game?
[Ab] I used to battle for [G] a tenner in [F] the alleyway.
_ [Cm] _ _ [D] Then I hit the big [Ab] time, like shit stack [Dm] it up, we gonna [F] live life.
[Cm] _ What you know [Fm] about the rapping game?
[Ab] _ Everybody [G] stop and listen [F] when I'm rapping mate.
[Eb] No [Ab] certificate for school, I'm a drop out.
First you see the [Eb] car, then the diamonds when I hop out.
I'm in the club smoking up, I let my chain hang.
They see me and they attempt to do the same [C] thing.
Rollin' slits [G] and nukes, travelling through the CBD.
[Ab] Getting head off bitches, watching my [G] old DVDs.
I'm a heated [D] up, you know me as the sickest cunt.
[Gb] My pack of smokes [Eb] ain't got no cigarettes, just filled up with 50 blunts.
Ain't no pressure when you [G] curse her, I'm on top of shit.
[Ab] A clumsy cunt, cause I'm always hocking, dropping hits.
Let me walk you through the steps of meditation.
_ [Gm] _ Preparation, and then _ [Cm] retaliation.
_ Bitch, I'm still repping what I claim.
No matter [N] where I hang, it's embroidered in my blame.
Fake [G] thighs and I'm sitting at my house [Abm] ripped.
New teeth, [C] I put my money where my mouth is.
[Cm] _ _ [D] Leave [F] this to professionals.
[Ab] Self made, self [G] paid, I'm [Cm] exceptional.
_ _ What you know [F] about the rapping game?
[Ab] I used to battle for [G] a tenner in [F] the alleyway.
_ [Cm] _ _ [D] Then I hit the big [Ab] time, like shit stack [G] it up, we gon' [F] live life.
[Cm] _ What [C] you know about the rapping game?
_ [Ab] Everybody [G] stop and listen when I'm rapping mate.
[Eb] Sick of drag rap, shit I got mad rap.
Swag rap, fat rap, rappelling to your back chat.
_ I'ma have this [Gm] pain in the ghetto.
Or anybody with permission just to get [N] dope.
You know the name, curse of the shit.
You gotta split this for one, you can burn it to this.
This nigga spit on the track and I'm pumping [Eb] my old shit.
Thinking to myself, [G] no wonder it's sold [C] bitch.
_ [Cm] _ _ [F] Leave this to professionals.
[Ab] Self made, self [G] [F] paid, I'm exceptional.
_ [C] _ [Cm] _ What you [D] know [F] about the rapping game?
[Cm] I used to battle for [G] a tenner in the [F] _ _ [Cm] _ alleyway.
[D] Then I hit the big [Ab] time, like shit stack [G] it up, we gon' [Cm] live life.
_ What you know [Ab] about the rapping game?
_ [Gm] Everybody stop and listen when I'm rapping mate. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

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