Chords for Machine Gun Kelly - Rap Devil (Lyrics)

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[A] _ _ [Bm] _ [C] _ _ [A] I'm at [B] Skinnyscope, how you at Paul Rosenberg trying [A] to shelf me?
Still can't cover up the [F#] facts, the last [C] four albums is bad, just selfie now tell me.
What are you staying [D] for?
[Em] I know you can't stand [Am] yourself.
Trying to be the old you [Am] so bad, you staying yourself.
Let's leave all the beef in the 50.
Push a 50.
Why you claiming I'm a called Puff when you the one that called [A] Diddy?
Then you went [B] and called Jimmy.
The conference called me [A] in the morning.
They told me you mad about [B] a tweet.
[C] You wanted me [A] to say sorry.
I swear to god I [B] ain't believe him.
[C] Please say it ain't [A] so.
The big [B] bad bully of [C] the rap game can't take a [A] fucking joke.
Oh you want some fucking [B] smoke, [C] but not [A] literally you'll choke.
Yeah I'll acknowledge [B] you're the GOAT, but [C] I'm the gunner bitch I got you in the [A] scope.
You don't have a [B] heart attack [Am] now.
Somebody help your [A] mans up.
Knees weaker 08, the real Slim Shady can't stand up.
I'm sick of them sweat suits and them corny hats, let's talk about it.
Sick of you being rich and you still mad, let's talk about it.
Rub up a single ass with a midwife, we can talk about it.
Oh we can get goodly, [A] I'll size up your [Am] body and put some white chalk around [A] it.
Hello [B] Marshall, my name's Colson, you should go back to [A] recovery.
I know your ego is [B] hurting just knowing [C] that all of your [A] fans discovered me.
You're like damn he [B] a youngin me, [A] except he dresses better and I'm ugly, always making fun of [B] me.
Stop all [C] the thuggery Marshall, you living [A] in luxury.
Look where you runnin me, [B] drop an album just [C] because of me, damn you in love with [A] me.
You got money but I'm hungry, [B] I like it this [C] but you won't say them lyrics out in front [A] of me.
Shout out to every rapper [C#] that's a fun to me, know that I'll never do you like [A] this fuckery.
Still bitter after [B] everyone loved [C] you, put that wet knee up your [A] dungarees.
I gotta respect the [B] [C] OG's, and I know most of them [A] personally.
But you just a [B] bully acting like [C] a baby, so I gotta read you [A] in nursery.
I'm the ghost of the [C] future, and you just [A] Ebeneezer Scrooge.
I said I'm flex, anyone can get it, I ain't know it would be you.
I'm sick of them [B] sweat suits and them corny hats, let's talk [A] about it.
Sick of you being rich [B] and you still [C] mad, let's [A] talk about it.
My brother's single [Bm] dad's from the [Em] midwest, we can talk about [A] it.
Oh we can get [Bm] goodly, I'll size up your body and put [Am] some white chalk around it.
Hey, ride it shoddy cause I got a road that's dope.
It's a fast [Dm] road, [Am] when your idols become your rivals. _
Never hesitate to say it to your face, I'm a asshole.
Bitch ass motherfucker, [A] fuck y'all.
We know you get nervous, [B] rabbit, I see [Em] mama's spaghetti all over your [A] sweater.
I wish you would lose yourself [B] in the record [C] that you made a decade ago, they were [A] better.
According to them you're a national [B] treasure, to [C] me you were soft [A] as a feather.
But technically scared ass, Rihanna [B] for another [Em] disorder, umbrella, ella, ella.
I'm not a [B] thing.
Okay [Am] Oscar the Grouch, chill on [A] the couch.
You got a Oscar, [B] damn, can anyone [C] else get some food [A] in they mouth?
For real, they made a movie [B] about you.
[C] You in everybody's top ten.
You're not getting better [B] with time, it's fine Eminem, sit down and [A] pen.
Or write an apology, or [Em] with a simple fact you wear the diss [Am] to acknowledge me.
I am the prodigy, how could I even look up to you, you ain't as tall as me.
Five eight man, I'm six four, seven punches hold your [A] head still.
Last time you saw eight mile, was at home on a treadmill.
You were named after a [B] candy, [C] I was named after a [A] gangster.
And don't be a sucker [B] and take my [C] verse off of yellow Osama, [A] thank you.
I just wanna feed my daughter, [B] you try to [Am] stop the money to [A] support her.
You the one always talk about the [B] action, text [C] me to Addie, I'm pulling up [A] scrappy.
And I'm by my fucking self, [B] what's happening?
He has to catch a salute me and [A] shoot me, that's what he's gonna have to do to me.
When [B] he realizes [C] that it ain't shit he [A] can do to me.
Everybody always [B] hated me, [Am] this isn't anything new to me.
Yeah there's a difference between us, I got all of my shit without Dre producing me.
I know you're not [Am] used to me, usually one of your disses should ruin me.
A bitch I'm a plebe and everybody quiet this evening, I'm reading the eulogy.
He dropped an album called Kamikaze, so that means he killed [A] him.
Alrighty, fucked one rapper girl this week, don't make me call Kim.
I'm sick of them sweat [B] suits and them [C] corny hats, let's talk about [A] it.
Sick of you being [Bm] rich and you [C] still mad, let's talk about [A] it.
I'd rather sing with ass [B] than [C] Milweth, we can talk [A] about it.
Or we can eat a girl of your [B] size up your body and put some white chalk around it.
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