Dead On Arrival Pt. 1 Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Intro 1]
[Cm]
[Am]
[Cm]
[Am]

[Verse 1]
I'm half [Cm]a digit,
it's like
Frank
Black, the millennium's dead
Waking up in the cell,
thinking why am I here?
Can [F]you tell me how
[Am]many times can one man die
Mr.
Kevorkian, please, give me one more try
[F]I'd rather res[Cm]t in peace than
spend my life in this living hell
Real niggas livin' bad while
the fake niggas livin' well
[Adim]Busses is speaki[F]n' on me,
[Am]what can I do about it? I'm a ridin' in rhyme
And when I spit it, I shout it,
no doubt [Cm]about it
It's misery,
but these niggas ain't knowin'
Got me in this peniten[C]tiary,
tryna [Cm]keep me from flowin'
So I'm goin' [Am]50 -150 low -call
Bitch made busses by any
means necessary, nigga
I [Cm]heard that I died with a cappuccino pour I
know y 'all niggas is disappointed but I'm
back once more
Leave a [Am]stopper for juggernaut to bury the
sex
Play a hater's run to bury your snitch
Had [Cm]me dead on arrival,
no chance for survival I know everybody gotta die, but when it's
[F]my turn to [Am]go I wanna
go out with a bang
Fuck pain to suffer with,
shoot me in the brain
Now ain't [Cm]no way I thought the game,
but you in too deep
Bullet holes through the brain,
quickly induce sleep
Put [F]you out your misery
[Am]like you're the next
Shika
If I get to heaven first,
I'ma wave with ya
I'ma do it [Cm]25 like the only way to escape
Is to run for the gates and let
them hit you with 8
Right in [F]the middle of where they [Adim]draw,
I blow my brain to pieces
And we strike the gangster [F]para
dise with [Am]a trigger release
[F]As I rest in [Cm]peace, say the last word,
that's all I ask
Put me in the casket and
throw some dirt on my ass
Let's get [Adim]it over, no more [F]pain,
no more [Am]expectations
I know my dead homies up there
[F]waitin'[Cm]
[Am][F][Am]
I [Cm]know [F]every[Am] bod[F]y go[Am]tta [Cm]die,
but when it's [F]my turn to go I wanna [Am]go out with a bang
Cause pain to suffer bitch,
you be in the brain
[Cm]Dead on the property, no chance for survival
I know, everybody gotta die
But can you [Am]tell me why,
I'm having visions of slugs
My head penetrated,
the niggas murdered and traded
Guess who re[Cm]taliated,
you instigated the ride
It was your decision,
my designated assassin got in for [F]re -envision
[Am]He did it quiet,
no mention of murder on the news
Game over, you knew the rules
Call[Cm]ing all soldiers,
load up the clips in your holsters
Fifty thousand dollar rewards
or wanted [F]posters
[Am]Ride till you die,
put it down like you're supposed to
It's the beginning of the end[Cm]ing
Game over, can you [C]feel it?
Ten [Cm]minutes in the air, the dick
Sharing niggas to death,
producing heart attacks
[F]A black screen with green d[Am]ots,
your pulse is fading
Flatline cause your ass was taken
Now you [Cm]dead on arrival,
new chance for survival I know everybody gotta die
But when this [F]mob turn to go,
I wanna [Am]go out with a bang
Fuck pain to suffer, bitch,
you be in the brain
[Cm]Dead on the rifle, no chance for survival
I know everybody gotta die
But when it's [F]my turn to go,
I wanna [Am]go out with a bang
Fuck pain to suffer, bitch,
you be in the brain
[Cm]Dead on the rifle, no chance for survival
I know everybody gotta die
But when it's [F]my turn to [Am]go,
I wanna go out with a bang
Fuck pain to suffer, bitch,
you be in the brain
[Cm]Dead on the rifle, no chance for survival
I know everybody gotta die
But when it's [Am]my turn to go
I wanna go out with a bang
Fuck pain and suffering,
shoot me in [Cm]the brain[Am]
[Cm]
[Am]
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