Triskaidekaphobia chords and lyrics - TH1RT3EN

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[Verse 1]
[G]A[Am]
[G]
[C#][G][Am]
[G]magpie tol[C]d me about
[C#]your stash and [C]your high cash [G]amount
So I broke into [Am]your house and tossed
your spouse [G]off the roof
When you called her cell to
ask her where she was at
I picked up the [C]phone and told
[G]you she had to bounce
After she bounced,
she dribbled and then she crossed over
She gave me an [Am]ice grill so I gave
her the cold shoulder
[G]Approximately thirteen
[C]seconds before she passed
[G]Triskaidekaphobia, just to [C]be an [G]ass
I told her that my look was
trapezius
Nova Scotia in the dead
of winter
I'm a passive assassin, though
After my task I laugh and bask
in [C]the afterglow
[G]Apropos, my tactical [C]training
is quite [G]masterful
And actually,
here's a couple of fun facts
I track zodiacs and hack medical
records for X- rays
For this INFP's perspective
on INFJs (like)
Let's say [C]you brush your teeth [G]before
and after every meal
Sanitise your water bottle
before checking the seal
So when I spit [Am]spit in your [G]face when
I'm spitting rhymes
It lets me know I'm making you
have an uncomfortable time
Just from the tendencies I learned
when I probe
The knowledge that mentally you're
a finicky germaphobe
And eventually,
you will grit your teeth and try to strike
But right before you do,
I'll hand you a picture of your wife!
She's alive in the photo
[C]See, after Organ[C#]ized
you believed [C]that I went solo
I just happen [G]to let Pharoahe Monch speak
on my behalf
Right now he's at your house
and your wife is taking a bath

[Verse 2]
Thirteen!
[C#]Time and time [C]again[G]
Face to face with sin
[F]But I don't wanna [G]lose
I just [F]wanna [G]win
[C#]Angel on my [G]left
Satan's on my right
[F]Which way should I [G]go?

[Verse 3]
Tr- era- [C]ife- [G]el- e- ing, in control of a king
The reason why [Am]PharoaheMonch has an
'E' in his name
[G]I'm the floor in the building that
[C]you always try [G]to skip
The row on the plane
where you never wanna sit
[C#]The times I [C]al most lost the
[Cm]signs in my [C]vitals
I'm Christ's [Am]last supper when
[G]you include the disciples
Used to cycle on a tricycle with a sickle,
I'm psycho
Sicko who does rituals spe
[F]cifically for [G]my rivals
Thirteen different levels of
metaphysical rebels
[C#]For instance, years [G]ago, settled
differences with the devil
He tried to cancel me out for several
samples I embezzled
Almost had me off [C#]my self in the
head with some heavy [G]metal

[Verse 4]
'Cause
[C#]Time and time [C]again[G]
Face to face with [Am]sin
[F]But I don't wanna [G]lose
I just [F]wanna [G]win
[C#]Angel on my [G]left
(Ready on the left)
Satan's on my right
(Ready on the [F]right)
Which way should I [G]go?

[Verse 5]
Honey? Can you pass
me a towel out
of the hallway closet, please?