Chords for UNAVERAGE GANG - SING, YOU SINNERS [Prod. VENXM] | CAR VIDEO

_ I never worked for Russia.
[Ab] And you know that answer better than anybody.
I never worked for Russia.
Not only did I never work for Russia, [Fm] I think it's a [Ab] disgrace that you even ask that question.
[Fm] Because it's the [C] whole thing's bad hoax.
[Fm] It's just a hoax. _ _
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So _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ [Ab] _ _
_ _ [C] sadistic, always on that fucking kitchen sheet.
Bullets [Fm] on the PNC and average game [Cm] on murder rate.
Nothing but a [Fm] phase, I don't watch the suspect. _
[C] Blacked [Fm] out, dead red eyes, got emotionless.
Running in circles of my life, I'm [C] hearing things I never heard.
[Fm] Can't even ignore.
_ Complimented, [C] traffic, gruesome, made that [Fm] bullshit end.
The door, a place that people will start to bore.
There is many pockets, I just [C] cannot ignore.
Pushing the [Fm] release, the people, I can't take [C] it anymore.
[Fm] Hard times and I'm heading down a long [C] road.
Mental [Fm] scars, incomplete, I've got [C] my eyes closed.
Many [D] scary stories that I'm leaving _
[C] untold.
Ages [Fm] gripping my decision, watch it unfold. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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We don't need no [Fm] fucking witness, we can speak the [C] business bitch.
Feel [Fm] like violence, [C] murderous, _ _ _ _ [Fm] faggot motherfuckers.
I was born from my lips, you ain't repping gang.
I was sent up on [C] my shit, [Fm] posted in the lazy river.
[E] [C] Corpses on my big body, [Fm] hands all black.
In [Cm] a trench coat, got a Morgan Savage [Fm] twit.
Boy, you're fucking through the scope.
[Cm] It's a damn winter [Fm] flood, shattering, making red [Cm] snow.
Got the Beretta [Fm] guns, I'ma hit you with [C] the longbow.
I [Cm] might give you a couple minutes, see you say your final prayers.
Still you [Fm] staying with the youngin' dog, that [C] bitch real rich.
In the [Fm] wrong way, still walking down [Cm] the devil's stairs.
All you shitty [Fm] fucker rappers in the gang, [Cm] you gon' be dead. _ _ _ _ _ _
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