Open Woundz Chords by Woodie
Tempo:
94.15 bpm
Chords used:
F
F#
Fm
Gm
D#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Fm] [A#m] [F]
[F#] [A#] [A#m] [Fm]
[F#] [Fm] [G] [F]
[F#] [F] [Gm] [Fm] Still they torture [Gm] them sidewalks but most of the time blocked up with my ride [F#] squats
I'm supposed to find a way up out [Gm] these streets but the yacht keeps calling [F] my name
[D#] Fuck the money and the famous suckers want [G] me to change
Cause I only know how to act one [Fm] way, ready [Gm] for the gunplay
Monday through [F] Sunday, many of the wounds [F#] that still haven't healed
[Fm] My life is filled [Gm] with eventually people I have to kill
[F#] I shall deal with just like me gets his meal ticket
[Fm] So I can do [F] this perfectly, hit the block and steal, king it
Leave many mothers [F#] hurt, the boys didn't make the cut
[Fm] They should have raised [A#] their sons to keep their fucking mouths shut
The [C#] peers I could give [F#] a fuck for years, I've been feeling fucked in [F] the ass
Since 16 I kept my crystal tongue within brace
[F#] Fucked in the brain in more [F] ways than one
I remember back to the days when I could pace the fun
When we would blaze our guns down at the tracks in practice
Shoot while rabbits, police could never catch us
Of course I'd move a town, highway [D#] 42nd street
Is the area of the [F#] yacht that is sending me home
Until certain people [F] kill they'll never heal
They'll come and kill you when it's just to catch a better [D#m] deal
They'll never find your body through [F] the decomposure
Your death is getting closer cause [F#] wood needs some closure
[D#m] Until certain [Fm] people kill they'll [F] never heal
They'll come and kill you when it's just to catch a better deal
[D#m] They'll never find your body through [F] the [A#] decomposure
Your death is getting closer cause [C#] loaves need some closure
[F#] East Cost, North Cost, the [Fm] Antioch, West [Gm] Coast
What I [F#] learned to do my dirt, surpass the [Gm] herd
While I reminisce and miss on my [Fm] motherfucking [Gm] real folks
Talking about [F#] Snoop, Brett, and Big Lowe
So here's a toast to the [Fm] bullshit that we've [A#] been through
And here's a [F] talk for the struggles that [F#] continue
It seems like I'll never be [F] able to shake
All these suckers that hate and all these [C] feelings that make [Gm] me wanna
Grab my body, [F] I'mma load my clip and start drama
Watch suckers I duck and do when I buck
And there's no [Gm] comment, no posits, keeping them honest
[A#] Leaving this scene flawless and leaving witness mentally scarred
[D#m] Like when they sold [Gm] y'alls I can't call it
I think this [F] breeze got me [A#] disturbed
Cause ain't nothing like the feeling [A#m] beating fools to the curb
I've been burned by my [Fm] so-called [D#] homies and fam
Goddamn, who [F#] can I trust here, do I bust that?
So I [F] stay tacked [A#] down to help and clear up
[F] I sip on liquor to help me cheer up
But when I'm sober, these evil thoughts just come back
So soon after the [D#] bombs, I get ready for some [D#m] combat
Until certain [F] people killed and never healed
They turn material witness just to catch a better deal
[D#m] Don't ever fold your body [F] due to [Gm] decomposure
Just get closer cause [F#] wood needs some closure
[D#m] Until certain [Fm] people killed and [F] never healed
They turn material witness just to catch a better deal
[D#m] Then never fold your body [Fm] due to [F] decomposure
Your death is getting closer cause slow [F#] decomposure
Until certain [Fm] people killed and [A#] never healed
They turn [F] material witness just to catch a better deal
[D#m] Don't ever fold your body [F] due to [A#m] decomposure
Just get closer cause [C#] wood needs some [F#] closure
Walk [Fm] [G]
[F#] [F] [G]
[F] amongst the lonely before I die
I shall pay that visit to ex [D#]-homies
Come at Enkoko [C#] County
[F#] I'll walk amongst the [Fm] lonely [Gm] before I [F] die
I shall [F#] slay them backstabbing ex [F]-homies
That can't watch what they mouth say
I'll walk amongst the lonely before I die
I shall pay that visit to ex-homies
[F#]
[F#] [A#] [A#m] [Fm]
[F#] [Fm] [G] [F]
[F#] [F] [Gm] [Fm] Still they torture [Gm] them sidewalks but most of the time blocked up with my ride [F#] squats
I'm supposed to find a way up out [Gm] these streets but the yacht keeps calling [F] my name
[D#] Fuck the money and the famous suckers want [G] me to change
Cause I only know how to act one [Fm] way, ready [Gm] for the gunplay
Monday through [F] Sunday, many of the wounds [F#] that still haven't healed
[Fm] My life is filled [Gm] with eventually people I have to kill
[F#] I shall deal with just like me gets his meal ticket
[Fm] So I can do [F] this perfectly, hit the block and steal, king it
Leave many mothers [F#] hurt, the boys didn't make the cut
[Fm] They should have raised [A#] their sons to keep their fucking mouths shut
The [C#] peers I could give [F#] a fuck for years, I've been feeling fucked in [F] the ass
Since 16 I kept my crystal tongue within brace
[F#] Fucked in the brain in more [F] ways than one
I remember back to the days when I could pace the fun
When we would blaze our guns down at the tracks in practice
Shoot while rabbits, police could never catch us
Of course I'd move a town, highway [D#] 42nd street
Is the area of the [F#] yacht that is sending me home
Until certain people [F] kill they'll never heal
They'll come and kill you when it's just to catch a better [D#m] deal
They'll never find your body through [F] the decomposure
Your death is getting closer cause [F#] wood needs some closure
[D#m] Until certain [Fm] people kill they'll [F] never heal
They'll come and kill you when it's just to catch a better deal
[D#m] They'll never find your body through [F] the [A#] decomposure
Your death is getting closer cause [C#] loaves need some closure
[F#] East Cost, North Cost, the [Fm] Antioch, West [Gm] Coast
What I [F#] learned to do my dirt, surpass the [Gm] herd
While I reminisce and miss on my [Fm] motherfucking [Gm] real folks
Talking about [F#] Snoop, Brett, and Big Lowe
So here's a toast to the [Fm] bullshit that we've [A#] been through
And here's a [F] talk for the struggles that [F#] continue
It seems like I'll never be [F] able to shake
All these suckers that hate and all these [C] feelings that make [Gm] me wanna
Grab my body, [F] I'mma load my clip and start drama
Watch suckers I duck and do when I buck
And there's no [Gm] comment, no posits, keeping them honest
[A#] Leaving this scene flawless and leaving witness mentally scarred
[D#m] Like when they sold [Gm] y'alls I can't call it
I think this [F] breeze got me [A#] disturbed
Cause ain't nothing like the feeling [A#m] beating fools to the curb
I've been burned by my [Fm] so-called [D#] homies and fam
Goddamn, who [F#] can I trust here, do I bust that?
So I [F] stay tacked [A#] down to help and clear up
[F] I sip on liquor to help me cheer up
But when I'm sober, these evil thoughts just come back
So soon after the [D#] bombs, I get ready for some [D#m] combat
Until certain [F] people killed and never healed
They turn material witness just to catch a better deal
[D#m] Don't ever fold your body [F] due to [Gm] decomposure
Just get closer cause [F#] wood needs some closure
[D#m] Until certain [Fm] people killed and [F] never healed
They turn material witness just to catch a better deal
[D#m] Then never fold your body [Fm] due to [F] decomposure
Your death is getting closer cause slow [F#] decomposure
Until certain [Fm] people killed and [A#] never healed
They turn [F] material witness just to catch a better deal
[D#m] Don't ever fold your body [F] due to [A#m] decomposure
Just get closer cause [C#] wood needs some [F#] closure
Walk [Fm] [G]
[F#] [F] [G]
[F] amongst the lonely before I die
I shall pay that visit to ex [D#]-homies
Come at Enkoko [C#] County
[F#] I'll walk amongst the [Fm] lonely [Gm] before I [F] die
I shall [F#] slay them backstabbing ex [F]-homies
That can't watch what they mouth say
I'll walk amongst the lonely before I die
I shall pay that visit to ex-homies
[F#]
Key:
F
F#
Fm
Gm
D#m
F
F#
Fm
_ _ _ [Fm] _ [A#m] _ [F] _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ [A#] _ [A#m] _ _ [Fm] _ _
[F#] _ _ _ [Fm] _ [G] _ _ [F] _ _
[F#] _ _ _ [F] _ [Gm] _ _ [Fm] Still they torture [Gm] them sidewalks but most of the time blocked up with my ride [F#] squats
I'm supposed to find a way up out [Gm] these streets but the yacht keeps calling [F] my name
[D#] Fuck the money and the famous suckers want [G] me to change
Cause I only know how to act one [Fm] way, ready [Gm] for the gunplay
Monday through [F] Sunday, many of the wounds [F#] that still haven't healed
[Fm] My life is filled [Gm] with eventually people I have to kill
[F#] I shall deal with just like me gets his meal ticket
[Fm] So I can do [F] this perfectly, hit the block and steal, king it
Leave many mothers [F#] hurt, the boys didn't make the cut
[Fm] They should have raised [A#] their sons to keep their fucking mouths shut
The [C#] peers I could give [F#] a fuck for years, I've been feeling fucked in [F] the ass
Since 16 I kept my crystal tongue within brace
[F#] Fucked in the brain in more [F] ways than one
I remember back to the days when I could pace the fun
When we would blaze our guns down at the tracks in practice
Shoot while rabbits, police could never catch us
Of course I'd move a town, highway [D#] 42nd street
Is the area of the [F#] yacht that is sending me home
Until certain people [F] kill they'll never heal
They'll come and kill you when it's just to catch a better [D#m] deal
They'll never find your body through [F] the decomposure
Your death is getting closer cause [F#] wood needs some closure
[D#m] Until certain [Fm] people kill they'll [F] never heal
They'll come and kill you when it's just to catch a better deal
[D#m] They'll never find your body through [F] the [A#] decomposure
Your death is getting closer cause [C#] loaves need some closure
[F#] East Cost, North Cost, the [Fm] Antioch, West [Gm] Coast
What I [F#] learned to do my dirt, surpass the [Gm] herd
While I reminisce and miss on my [Fm] motherfucking [Gm] real folks
Talking about [F#] Snoop, Brett, and Big Lowe
So here's a toast to the [Fm] bullshit that we've [A#] been through
And here's a [F] talk for the struggles that [F#] continue
It seems like I'll never be [F] able to shake
All these suckers that hate and all these [C] feelings that make [Gm] me wanna
Grab my body, [F] I'mma load my clip and start drama
Watch suckers I duck and do when I buck
And there's no [Gm] comment, no posits, keeping them honest
[A#] Leaving this scene flawless and leaving witness mentally scarred
[D#m] Like when they sold [Gm] y'alls I can't call it
I think this [F] breeze got me [A#] disturbed
Cause ain't nothing like the feeling [A#m] beating fools to the curb
I've been burned by my [Fm] so-called [D#] homies and fam
Goddamn, who [F#] can I trust here, do I bust that?
So I [F] stay tacked [A#] down to help and clear up
[F] I sip on liquor to help me cheer up
But when I'm sober, these evil thoughts just come back
So soon after the [D#] bombs, I get ready for some [D#m] combat
Until certain [F] people killed and never healed
They turn material witness just to catch a better deal
[D#m] Don't ever fold your body [F] due to [Gm] decomposure
Just get closer cause [F#] wood needs some closure
[D#m] Until certain [Fm] people killed and [F] never healed
They turn material witness just to catch a better deal
[D#m] Then never fold your body [Fm] due to [F] decomposure
Your death is getting closer cause slow [F#] decomposure
Until certain [Fm] people killed and [A#] never healed
They turn [F] material witness just to catch a better deal
[D#m] Don't ever fold your body [F] due to [A#m] decomposure
Just get closer cause [C#] wood needs some [F#] closure
Walk [Fm] _ [G] _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ [F] _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ [F] amongst the lonely before I die
I shall pay that visit to ex [D#]-homies
Come at Enkoko [C#] County
[F#] I'll walk amongst the [Fm] lonely [Gm] before I [F] die
I shall [F#] slay them backstabbing ex [F]-homies
That can't watch what they mouth say
I'll walk amongst the lonely before I die
I shall pay that visit to ex-homies
_ _ [F#] _
[F#] _ _ _ [A#] _ [A#m] _ _ [Fm] _ _
[F#] _ _ _ [Fm] _ [G] _ _ [F] _ _
[F#] _ _ _ [F] _ [Gm] _ _ [Fm] Still they torture [Gm] them sidewalks but most of the time blocked up with my ride [F#] squats
I'm supposed to find a way up out [Gm] these streets but the yacht keeps calling [F] my name
[D#] Fuck the money and the famous suckers want [G] me to change
Cause I only know how to act one [Fm] way, ready [Gm] for the gunplay
Monday through [F] Sunday, many of the wounds [F#] that still haven't healed
[Fm] My life is filled [Gm] with eventually people I have to kill
[F#] I shall deal with just like me gets his meal ticket
[Fm] So I can do [F] this perfectly, hit the block and steal, king it
Leave many mothers [F#] hurt, the boys didn't make the cut
[Fm] They should have raised [A#] their sons to keep their fucking mouths shut
The [C#] peers I could give [F#] a fuck for years, I've been feeling fucked in [F] the ass
Since 16 I kept my crystal tongue within brace
[F#] Fucked in the brain in more [F] ways than one
I remember back to the days when I could pace the fun
When we would blaze our guns down at the tracks in practice
Shoot while rabbits, police could never catch us
Of course I'd move a town, highway [D#] 42nd street
Is the area of the [F#] yacht that is sending me home
Until certain people [F] kill they'll never heal
They'll come and kill you when it's just to catch a better [D#m] deal
They'll never find your body through [F] the decomposure
Your death is getting closer cause [F#] wood needs some closure
[D#m] Until certain [Fm] people kill they'll [F] never heal
They'll come and kill you when it's just to catch a better deal
[D#m] They'll never find your body through [F] the [A#] decomposure
Your death is getting closer cause [C#] loaves need some closure
[F#] East Cost, North Cost, the [Fm] Antioch, West [Gm] Coast
What I [F#] learned to do my dirt, surpass the [Gm] herd
While I reminisce and miss on my [Fm] motherfucking [Gm] real folks
Talking about [F#] Snoop, Brett, and Big Lowe
So here's a toast to the [Fm] bullshit that we've [A#] been through
And here's a [F] talk for the struggles that [F#] continue
It seems like I'll never be [F] able to shake
All these suckers that hate and all these [C] feelings that make [Gm] me wanna
Grab my body, [F] I'mma load my clip and start drama
Watch suckers I duck and do when I buck
And there's no [Gm] comment, no posits, keeping them honest
[A#] Leaving this scene flawless and leaving witness mentally scarred
[D#m] Like when they sold [Gm] y'alls I can't call it
I think this [F] breeze got me [A#] disturbed
Cause ain't nothing like the feeling [A#m] beating fools to the curb
I've been burned by my [Fm] so-called [D#] homies and fam
Goddamn, who [F#] can I trust here, do I bust that?
So I [F] stay tacked [A#] down to help and clear up
[F] I sip on liquor to help me cheer up
But when I'm sober, these evil thoughts just come back
So soon after the [D#] bombs, I get ready for some [D#m] combat
Until certain [F] people killed and never healed
They turn material witness just to catch a better deal
[D#m] Don't ever fold your body [F] due to [Gm] decomposure
Just get closer cause [F#] wood needs some closure
[D#m] Until certain [Fm] people killed and [F] never healed
They turn material witness just to catch a better deal
[D#m] Then never fold your body [Fm] due to [F] decomposure
Your death is getting closer cause slow [F#] decomposure
Until certain [Fm] people killed and [A#] never healed
They turn [F] material witness just to catch a better deal
[D#m] Don't ever fold your body [F] due to [A#m] decomposure
Just get closer cause [C#] wood needs some [F#] closure
Walk [Fm] _ [G] _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ [F] _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ [F] amongst the lonely before I die
I shall pay that visit to ex [D#]-homies
Come at Enkoko [C#] County
[F#] I'll walk amongst the [Fm] lonely [Gm] before I [F] die
I shall [F#] slay them backstabbing ex [F]-homies
That can't watch what they mouth say
I'll walk amongst the lonely before I die
I shall pay that visit to ex-homies
_ _ [F#] _