Yelawolf

Yelawolf

Best Friend
Composição de (Michael Atha/Marshall Mathers/Luis Resto/William Washington)
Am                   C 
   ain't never been much of the church type 
Em 
   but I believe in the last days 
Am                 C 
   I walk through Hell almost every night 
Em 
   but I believe it's a pathway 
Am                   C 
   Say boy what you doin' with your life 
Em 
   With those tattoos on your face 
Am               C 
   Say boy you know that you'll pay the price 
Em 
   Well I guess I'll see when I head that way 


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Am G Em To the father son and holy spirit I hold you nearest Am G My best friend best friend C Let the trumpets blow with your appearance Em I can almost hear it Am G My best friend best friend Em When you wish me Hell upon my soul and spirit behold these lyrics Am G I got a best friend best friend C Em Yeah I got a best friend best friend yeah Verso 2 Am C I don't know much about Holy bibles Em but I grew up in the bible belt Am C I put my love for a woman on idle because I got beat with my mama's belt Am C but I learned from my mistakes Em Try hard to respect people for what they believing in Am C but if you spit on my fucking grave Em and wish me Hell then I wish you well I'm send you straight up to my best friend
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Am G Em To the father son and holy spirit I hold you nearest Am G My best friend best friend C Let the trumpets blow with your appearance Em I can almost hear it Am G My best friend best friend Em When you wish me Hell upon my soul and spirit behold these lyrics Am G I got a best friend best friend C Em Yeah I got a best friend best friend yeah Verso 3 Am god please would you arm me with the armor C They call me when there's drama like gandhi Em could have gone the other way many times could have turned dalai with the lama Am but I squash my beefs when things seem to be looking decent C Recently but don't jinx it Em It's like clint eastwood looking for peace Though maybe no finny enter The priesthood but at least should Am Make an attempt to show some remorse C and then be some sort of a repenter Em for the people I've been a menace to Not a preacher but a shit starting finisher Am In the mind of a thick skin but a short temper C This patience of mine is thinner Em Than twine is when I get attacked So I might say something back that might offend you Am So if you don't like when I rap C What I have to say on the mic then you Em Might wanna act just like quarterbacks Am and take a f***n hike when I snap cause I'm a sinner C bust balls and intestines Em and ain't never been yes men They gon' tell me when I'm f***n up The minute I'm ever giving it less than Am I'm about to vomit and I can feel it coming C cause failure's something I can barely stomach Em and I only listen to my guts So unless you're my f***n belly button don't tell me nothin' Am You ain't my (best friend best friend) C Who you think I'm talking 'bout Em Lifts me up when I'm down and out Still look to him without a doubt Am C Em Still got a (best friend best friend)
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Am G Em To the father son and holy spirit I hold you nearest Am G My best friend best friend C Let the trumpets blow with your appearance Em I can almost hear it Am G My best friend best friend Em When you wish me Hell upon my soul and spirit behold these lyrics Am G I got a best friend best friend C Em Yeah I got a best friend best friend yeah

Enviado por: Rene Junior

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