Chords for Peysoh - Scriptures [Official Video]

_ [A] _ _ [Gm] I keep your head [G] up, the bench [D] that this phone go in, _ [G] shit, at least I'll get [Ab] you.
You gotta figure it out, pray for the best and prepare for the worst.
That's all you really can do when it's time for sin.
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[Am] Take a chance and steal freedom, or stay [Cm] down and play bench till you come up.
But whatever route you pick, [G] make sure you know what you're [Gm] signing up for.
Cause [Gb] death always [G] lurking, and they don't got a name, and the damn shit don't [Eb] got no age.
_ [Gm] This ain't a rap, this is scripture from my ghetto journal.
[Cm] And it strikes me [A] outside, something like a kernel.
I ain't preaching, just [G] a priest, just for you to learn.
This judge ain't ever on our side, and them bullets burn.
[Gm] Be careful what you pick, cause see the life or death.
[Ab] Forever clutching statues, so before they take my [Gm] breath.
Guarantee to take [F] them with me if I ever rest.
He said I'm slipping, he for sure must be off [C] a meth.
I'ma stand on everything, I mean what I [Gm] said.
If I'm squeezing, I'm [Bb] a bust, there ain't nothing left.
Freedom homies, flying life, that [C] really made a mess.
And for the ones that got sentenced, just hold your head.
[E] I remember sitting down, I had my [Gm] mama's dress.
Judge [G] tried to match me out, but I passed my test.
Fuck [Dm] all the dead ops, I say it with my chest.
They [A] like, Pace, so slow down, boy you really [Gm] blessed.
I ain't taking it for granted, it's just hard to change.
[Cm] Been feeling off, my [E] other half stuck inside [Dm] a grave.
Don't mention him, I'm killing anything [D] behind his name.
Best believe when they took him, had to bust a brain.
[G] And shit moms could really do, every night she pray.
Bounced off, [Eb] walked him down, and shot him in [G] the face.
They didn't care about me watching, so I did the same.
Brainwashed by [Eb] all the homies, who am I [C] to blame?
Thought revenge was the answer, I still [G] feel the pain.
I'm blowing up, but I still feel stuck in the rain.
[Dm] I'm traumatized, abusing [F] drugs used to keep me sane.
Ain't got no heart as [C] far as feelings, washed them down the drain.
[A] The devil made me do it, I ain't [Gm] have no option.
Committed sins I [A] gotta deal with, inside [E] a coffin.
Taping off the sucker's [F] side, boy we do that often.
You ain't trying to see the old [C] me, I suggest you stop it.
They do or die, [Gm] the main goal is to just survive.
You [Cm] gotta kill or be killed in this life of crime.
Have your whole family hurt before my momma cried.
[D] Can't come around if you scary, everybody's lied.
[C] Granny told me that that look back inside my [Eb] eyes.
They took my brother, now she know somebody [Dm] gotta die.
We on it, blocking all blackie, pussies better hide.
[G] Ain't seen them yet, [Eb] we taking trips every [C] other night.
[Gm] Demons in my head, they tryna take me over.
Why you bragging [Bb] about that skit if you ain't do it sober?
We serving niggas left and [F] right, like we taking orders.
Rest in peace [Eb] my ghetto angels, do this for my [G] soldiers.
If my brother ever miss, I'm [Eb] coming off the shoulders.
Throwing up through any beef, [G] something like an ogre.
He said I'm laying down [F] soon, man that boy a smoker.
[Ebm] Headphones, bluetooth, stopping niggas motors.
[G] Quick to leave a nigga leaking with [Gm] this super soaker.
Let him try it, he gon' see that [E] my jumper colder.
[Dm] Step back, get him dirty, hit him with a floater.
[Dbm] I am just keep getting better as [Cm] I'm getting older.
_ _ _ _ [Gm] _
It can [G] get ugly.
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[F] _ [Cm] It can get ugly.
[C] _ _ _
_ [Gm] _ _ [Cm] It can get ugly.
[Am] _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ [Eb] It can get ugly.
[C] _ _ _ _ [G] It can get ugly.
[Ebm] _ _ [F] Pray for me. _
Hope that one day I'll make it up out this shit.
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