Gas Drawls chords and lyrics - MF DOOM

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[Intro 1]
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[Verse 1]
By the way, [Am]I
re-up on on bad dreams, [C#]bag up screams in fifties
[Am]Be up on mad schemes that heat shop
like Jiffy-Pop (Pop)
In a instant [C#]get smoked
like Winston Ci[Am]garettes
Ho's get ripped off like Nicorette patch
In real life [C#]the real trife scene
[Am]Might snatch ya life like assault [D]ma chine
[Am]Rifle, dead [C#]up setup like bull-fight
Be [Am]Be blunted how we like
couldn't white or in full flight
[Em]The unemotional call[G#] me anti-social
On [Em]On the run off the gun
death tally commercial
Death valley is like [G#]re
hearsal to the streets
To [Em]my peeps G.M MF on the beat
[Am]Rhymes is chosen like the
[C#]weapons of war
So keep from [D]steppin' on my floor or [Am]de
livery front door (there you go)
I bring it to y'all mother[C#]fuckers
master yours
[Am]My disaster cause Hell in gas drawls
The su[C#]pervillain cooler than a million,
I be [Am]chillin'
S'til quick to slice squares
like Sicilians
Don't make me have
to hurt them [C#]feelings
I'll ruin [Am]you in the dirt that I be doin in my
[Em]dealings (while I'm)
Sendin' spirits through [G#]the ceilin',
chrome peelin'
[Em]Dome blown within the comforts
of your own home
Grown big [G#]wheelin' and high rollin'
[Em]I hold the lye, it keeps the sty on my eye
[Am]swollen [C#](the corner)
Holdin', foldin' the pal
[Am]Known as massive-versatile
I'd I'd like to big 'em
up Mon[C#]ster Isle
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[Verse 2]
[C#]Um, yeah[Am]
I saw you in hell with them [A]gas drawls
[C#]Mhm[Am]
[Em]To

[Verse 3]
my brother Subroc and Black [G#]Ju
I crack brew for, [Em]two more,
three men, two up
I hit the brew up like nobody knows how
[Am]X the unse[G#]en feels
[Em]When giving crews a brush
with death like between meals
[Am]Two times a day with b[C#]rothers
that's tight like a [Am]noose
With more rhymes in use than Dr.
Seuss or motherfuckin' Mother Goose
[C#]X the suspicious fli[Am]rter
Who every hooker hearda', next
to malicious murda'
A track type vicious [C#]ful fillin'
the pipe wishes
[D]The misses may [Am]be legal
minus the baby eagle
Any given summer's eve
don't [C#]breathe
Sixteen [Am]shots I do believe and one up the
[Em]sleeve (the corner)
Master of [G#]the O who predict
ya last [Em]pause
I told y'all, Hell and gas drawls
Breakin glass and plastic jaw
[G#]like federal drastic law
[Em]Fed up from fightin' secret war wit' them
Fantastic Four (invisible bitch)
Versus [G#]Doom wit' the metal face
[Em]be fore I go to state
The ho better settle case
The flow is at pedal pace
[G#]steady like tricycles
[Em]Beware all suckas is froze like icicles
[Am](bag 'em up)
And baggin' [C#]bitches like nickels
'Cause I [Am]licked 'em where they
tickle before I hit the clit though
I'ma split 'til I pronounce,
[C#]more hits than a ounce no doubt
[Am]About to bounce, X the unannounced,
I'm out
And I like to give [C#]a

[Verse 4]
[Am]shoutout to the brother Jet
Jag[Dm]uar[Am][C#][Am][Dm]
[Am]
[C#]Megalon and King [Am]Geedorah
I call this joint right here,
"Gas [Dm]Drawls"[Am]
In Hell with [Em]yours

[Outro 1]
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