Chords for The Notorious B.I.G. - Suicidal Thoughts (Official Audio)
Tempo:
89.05 bpm
Chords used:
B
Eb
Bb
G
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[B]
[C]
[Eb]
[Cm]
[G]
When I die, fuck it, I wanna go to hell, cuz I'm a piece of shit, it ain't hard to fucking
tell, it don't [Bb] make sense going to heaven with the goodie goodies, dressed in white,
I like black Timbs and black hoodies, y'all done probably had me on [G] some real strict shit,
no sleeping all day, no getting my dick licked, [Gm] hanging with the goodie goodies, lounging
in paradise, fuck that shit, I wanna talk guns and shoot dice, all my life I've been
considered as the worst, [N] lying to my mother, even stealing out [Bb] her purse, crime after crime,
from drugs to extortion, I know my mother wish she got a fucking abortion, she don't
even [Gb] love me like she did when I was [Eb] younger, fucking on her chest just to stop my fucking
hunger, I wonder if I died, would tears come to her eyes, forgive me for my disrespect,
forgive me for my lies, my baby mother's 8 months, her [Db] little sister's 2, who's to blame
for both [B] of them, [Cm] I swear to god I wanna just [Db] slip my lips and end this bullshit, [B] throw
the magnum, till my head [G] threaten to pull shit, squeeze, I feel the bends, completely
dead, I'm glad I'm dead, I work this fucking Buddha head, stress is building up, I can't
believe suicide is on my fucking mind, I wanna leave, [Eb] I swear to god I feel like death is
fucking calling me, nah you wouldn't understand, you see it's kinda like the sack did the poop,
it blew jack, except when I was over, it ain't no coming back, should I die on the train
track like rainbow, and street people at the [Bb] funerals, frontin' like they [Gm] miss me, my baby
mama kiss me but she glad I'm [Bb] gone, she know me and her sister had something going on,
[C] I reach my peak, I can't sleep, call my nigga Cheek, tell him that my will is weak,
sick of niggas lying, I'm sick of niggas talking, matter of fact, I'm sick of [Eb] talking.
[B]
[C]
[Eb]
[Cm]
[G]
When I die, fuck it, I wanna go to hell, cuz I'm a piece of shit, it ain't hard to fucking
tell, it don't [Bb] make sense going to heaven with the goodie goodies, dressed in white,
I like black Timbs and black hoodies, y'all done probably had me on [G] some real strict shit,
no sleeping all day, no getting my dick licked, [Gm] hanging with the goodie goodies, lounging
in paradise, fuck that shit, I wanna talk guns and shoot dice, all my life I've been
considered as the worst, [N] lying to my mother, even stealing out [Bb] her purse, crime after crime,
from drugs to extortion, I know my mother wish she got a fucking abortion, she don't
even [Gb] love me like she did when I was [Eb] younger, fucking on her chest just to stop my fucking
hunger, I wonder if I died, would tears come to her eyes, forgive me for my disrespect,
forgive me for my lies, my baby mother's 8 months, her [Db] little sister's 2, who's to blame
for both [B] of them, [Cm] I swear to god I wanna just [Db] slip my lips and end this bullshit, [B] throw
the magnum, till my head [G] threaten to pull shit, squeeze, I feel the bends, completely
dead, I'm glad I'm dead, I work this fucking Buddha head, stress is building up, I can't
believe suicide is on my fucking mind, I wanna leave, [Eb] I swear to god I feel like death is
fucking calling me, nah you wouldn't understand, you see it's kinda like the sack did the poop,
it blew jack, except when I was over, it ain't no coming back, should I die on the train
track like rainbow, and street people at the [Bb] funerals, frontin' like they [Gm] miss me, my baby
mama kiss me but she glad I'm [Bb] gone, she know me and her sister had something going on,
[C] I reach my peak, I can't sleep, call my nigga Cheek, tell him that my will is weak,
sick of niggas lying, I'm sick of niggas talking, matter of fact, I'm sick of [Eb] talking.
[B]
Key:
B
Eb
Bb
G
C
B
Eb
Bb
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When I die, fuck it, I wanna go to hell, cuz I'm a piece of shit, it ain't hard to fucking
tell, it don't [Bb] make sense going to heaven with the goodie goodies, dressed in white,
I like black Timbs and black hoodies, y'all done probably had me on [G] some real strict shit,
no sleeping all day, no getting my dick licked, [Gm] hanging with the goodie goodies, lounging
in paradise, fuck that shit, I wanna talk guns and shoot dice, all my life I've been
considered as the worst, [N] lying to my mother, even stealing out [Bb] her purse, crime after crime,
from drugs to extortion, I know my mother wish she got a fucking abortion, she don't
even [Gb] love me like she did when I was [Eb] younger, fucking on her chest just to stop my fucking
hunger, I wonder if I died, would tears come to her eyes, forgive me for my disrespect,
forgive me for my lies, my baby mother's 8 months, her [Db] little sister's 2, who's to blame
for both [B] of them, [Cm] I swear to god I wanna just [Db] slip my lips and end this bullshit, [B] throw
the magnum, till my head [G] threaten to pull shit, squeeze, I feel the bends, completely
dead, I'm glad I'm dead, I work this fucking Buddha head, stress is building up, I can't
believe suicide is on my fucking mind, I wanna leave, [Eb] I swear to god I feel like death is
fucking calling me, nah you wouldn't understand, you see it's kinda like the sack did the poop,
it blew jack, except when I was over, it ain't no coming back, should I die on the train
track like rainbow, and street people at the [Bb] funerals, frontin' like they [Gm] miss me, my baby
mama kiss me but she glad I'm [Bb] gone, she know me and her sister had something going on,
[C] I reach my peak, I can't sleep, call my nigga Cheek, tell him that my will is weak,
sick of niggas lying, I'm sick of niggas talking, matter of fact, I'm sick of [Eb] talking.
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[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
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When I die, fuck it, I wanna go to hell, cuz I'm a piece of shit, it ain't hard to fucking
tell, it don't [Bb] make sense going to heaven with the goodie goodies, dressed in white,
I like black Timbs and black hoodies, y'all done probably had me on [G] some real strict shit,
no sleeping all day, no getting my dick licked, [Gm] hanging with the goodie goodies, lounging
in paradise, fuck that shit, I wanna talk guns and shoot dice, all my life I've been
considered as the worst, [N] lying to my mother, even stealing out [Bb] her purse, crime after crime,
from drugs to extortion, I know my mother wish she got a fucking abortion, she don't
even [Gb] love me like she did when I was [Eb] younger, fucking on her chest just to stop my fucking
hunger, I wonder if I died, would tears come to her eyes, forgive me for my disrespect,
forgive me for my lies, my baby mother's 8 months, her [Db] little sister's 2, who's to blame
for both [B] of them, [Cm] I swear to god I wanna just [Db] slip my lips and end this bullshit, [B] throw
the magnum, till my head [G] threaten to pull shit, squeeze, I feel the bends, completely
dead, I'm glad I'm dead, I work this fucking Buddha head, stress is building up, I can't
believe suicide is on my fucking mind, I wanna leave, [Eb] I swear to god I feel like death is
fucking calling me, nah you wouldn't understand, you see it's kinda like the sack did the poop,
it blew jack, except when I was over, it ain't no coming back, should I die on the train
track like rainbow, and street people at the [Bb] funerals, frontin' like they [Gm] miss me, my baby
mama kiss me but she glad I'm [Bb] gone, she know me and her sister had something going on,
[C] I reach my peak, I can't sleep, call my nigga Cheek, tell him that my will is weak,
sick of niggas lying, I'm sick of niggas talking, matter of fact, I'm sick of [Eb] talking.
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[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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