Killagram chords and lyrics - ESHAM

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[Verse 1]
[E]Police wonder, when will it all end?
How many more children will collapse
and die in a hail of gunfire?
[C]And how many more lit[E]tle ones
will wit[C]ness and [E]learn?
It's the
Mr.
Unholy
[Dm]Sini[E]ster
Man, I'm
Mervy, your [G]minister,
Mervy
[E]Moe
[Dm]Niggas t[F]alkin' j[E]obs and
Jeff
Fin[G]ister
[F]When [E]it's the
[Dm]Prime
[F]Min[E]ister, grand dragon body [G]baggin'
[E]The 4 -4 [Dm]max s[F]till got[E]
my pants [G]saggin'
[F]Nig[E]gas on [Dm]the band[F]wagon
[E]say they suicide -driven
[F]For [E]the un[Dm]forgiving,
[E]these dead flowers [G]ain't liv[E]ing
Psy[Dm]cho like [E]no other motherfucke[G]r, so
[F]Go [E]outsid[Dm]e your cranium
[E]dome with the [G]chrome
[E]I'm sick of [Dm]all these [F]suckers,
[E]my mind spinning in [G]swirls
[E]Imp[Dm]regnate your body wit[E]h slugs
and murder [G]the world
[E]Therapeut[Dm]ic,
they connected [E]when bullets ejected
[G]They con[F]cluded it [E]was[Dm]n't
[F]expected [E]for my ass to [G]shoot it
[F]I'm a [E]son [Dm]of a gun,
[E]I swallow bullets for f[G]un
[F]My daddy [E]with [Dm]a gun,
powder [E]shit, call me holo[G]tip
[E]Little [Dm]slug hate, [E]life living ain't no [G]love[E][Dm][F][E][G]
[E][Dm]
[E][G][E][Dm][E][G][E]
[Dm][E][G][E][Dm][E][G][E]
[Dm][E][G][E][Dm]
[E]I ain't n[G]o h[E]ear[Dm]t in [E]my body
[G]So [F]I'm quick [E]to pull [Dm]the shot [F]of
John
[E]Gotti
And murder your body foul
[Dm]Stack a [F]body [E]pile
Mama, I murdered [G]your [E]child
in the [Dm]midnight [F]hours
[E]Smoking no dead flo[G]wers, [E]my
[Dm]Glock stays so [E]hot
It's a [G]bit fire [E]in the [Dm]red beam
Make [E]you scream like
Michael
[G]Myers, [E]retire
[Dm]Your life just [E]expired, I'm [G]repossessing
[F]Got [E]caught with [Dm]intent [F]to deliv
[E]er a drug posses[G]sion
No [E]question,
[Dm]I'm play[F]ing true[E] confessions
I'm [G]evil with the [E]steel
[Dm]I shoot the co[E]ne and let him
know I'm gone
Psychotic, [Dm]real [F]life [E]product
We play for [G]keeps, [E]symptoms,
I'm [Dm]insane
Murder [E]your ass in your [G]sleep
No [Dm]therapy, so [F]I'm out [E]to
murder all of [G]y 'all
[F]Mental [E]migra[Dm]ine sti[F]ll gon[E]' lock
[G]Tylenol
[F]So [E]now[Dm] I'm out[F] to dest[E]roy any
nig[G]ga [E]who wanna an[Dm]noy me
[F]Cau[E]se I'm down with dea[G]d boy[E]
Carbon copy ass motherfuckin'
ass niggas
Back the fuck [Dm]up b[E]itches
Yeah, I'm comin' through this bitch
Yeah, what up, [F#m]nig ga[E]s
I got this motherfuckin'
steel dick for your [F#m]ass
[E]I don't rea[Dm]lly wanna fee[E]l like I feel but to still
[Dm]be calling m[E]y name and it's a sh[G]ame
[E]Bloody [Dm]butcher [F]knife still
[E]buried in my backyard
Mental [Dm]flashback[E]s of how
my knuckles got [G]scarred
[E]Niggas be [Dm]smiling in [E]my face
and back[G]stabbing
[E]Even though [Dm]they know
I'm bul[E]let buzzin'
and gun grabbin'
Die, [Dm]die, die,
[F]U -[E]N -H -O -[G]L -Y[F]
[E]Toe [Dm]tag to b[F]ody [E]bag, your momma cry
Born into [Dm]this [F]life,
no [E]escapes from player hates
[G]Dow[F]n to [E]stack [Dm]papers,[F]
[E]goin' psycho like
Norman
[G]Bates
[F]Real [E]life, [Dm]real life[F], yell[E]in',
police re[G]bellin'
[F]Ste[E]el talkin'[Dm], broken
[F]Eng[E]lish, and drug [G]sellin'
[E]Oak chop[Dm]pin', hip hop[E]pin',
nigga with a death [G]wish
Money [E]and [Dm]power[F] ,
[E]pissin' on dead flo[G]wers a[E]nd
There [Dm]are more f[E]lowers than there
is ap[F]parently [E]room at [Dm]the al[E]tar
There are more ques[G]tions than
[E]any of us can understand
In the service, the priest urged the
parents to find their comfort in
God, because all
those many questions have no answers.