REN - Murderer

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Original Key: C Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 104
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
 
[INTRO]
 
Cm Fm F
 
[CHORUS]
Fm F Cm If you catch me alone, you better stay out my zone because I'm ready to kill
Fm F Cm I'll sit on my throne made of bodies and bones because I'm mentally ill
Fm F Cm I'm feeling alive, I got the will to survive, so never test my skill
Fm F Cm For goodness sake, man, I'm ready to break, man, murderer
Fm F Homie, it's the way that I get down, rat tat tat tat
Cm Murderer
Fm F If you see me on the corner of my town, get back back back
Cm Murderer
Fm F Swing for your jaw on the first round, attack, tack, tack
Cm Murderer
Fm Homie, it's thе way that I get down
F Yeah
 
[VERSE ONE]
Cm I was born shamelеss, fighting out in Brighton with the neighbours
Fm F Brother, ask your mother what my name is
Cm I was born famous, trendsetter, hot stepper, greatest
Fm F Shocking like a finger in the anus
 
Cm I was born wasted, stoned out my brain brother, faded
Fm F Writing catchy syllables, contagious
Cm I was born courageous, naked and fucking outrageous
Fm F With a microphone, I rock stages
 
Cm I jump on the rhythm, a rhyming cyclone
Fm F And I pull excalibur right out the stone
Cm King punk, the precision it hits like Stallone
Fm F Rocky, keep it cocky, I'll be Al Capone
Cm I walk alone, sit on the authors throne
Fm F And if you want it, I'll deny it like a mortgage loan
Cm Your daughter's home, we'll be staying home alone
Fm F Condone the bone and eat it like a Toblerone, bitch
 
 
[CHORUS]
Fm F Cm If you catch me alone, you better stay out my zone because I'm ready to kill
Fm F Cm I'll sit on my throne made of bodies and bones because I'm mentally ill
Fm F Cm I'm feeling alive, I got the will to survive, so never test my skill
Fm F Cm For goodness sake, man, I'm ready to break, man, murderer
Fm F Homie, it's the way that I get down, rat tat tat tat
Cm Murderer
Fm F If you see me on the corner of my town, get back back back
Cm Murderer
Fm F Swing for your jaw on the first round, attack, tack, tack
Cm Murderer
Fm Homie, it's thе way that I get down
F Yeah
 
[VERSE TWO]
Cm The bigger they come, the bigger they fall
 
The trigger, the gun, I'm clipping them all
Fm Like eeny meeny miny moe
F I line them up against the wall
Cm I don't mean metaphorically, lyrical bullets
Fm F I mean actually fucking kill 'em, squeeze the trigger and pull it
 
Cm Blood splat, how's it going lad, rhymes are flowing mad
Fm F Cm Trust that I'm a pro at that, seeds are sewing, bad boy
Cm I'm an addict, volcanic, a mind that's twisted and manic
 
The rhymes are gifted, God damn it, I push the button, we panic
 
Cm Fm Breathe, I seize the land sky, and the seas, it's easy
F See me freestyle freely
Cm What, man?
 
Yes, I came to rock, man
Fm Drop it like it's hot, fam
F Wearing clothes from Oxfam, God damn!
Cm Fm I Am a blood sucking titan from the streets of Brighton
F Hit you with my right hand, sucker
 
[CHORUS]
Fm F Cm If you catch me alone, you better stay out my zone because I'm ready to kill
Fm F Cm I'll sit on my throne made of bodies and bones because I'm mentally ill
Fm F Cm I'm feeling alive, I got the will to survive, so never test my skill
Fm F Cm For goodness sake, man, I'm ready to break, man, murderer
Fm F Homie, it's the way that I get down, rat tat tat tat
Cm Murderer
Fm F If you see me on the corner of my town, get back back back
Cm Murderer
Fm F Swing for your jaw on the first round, attack, tack, tack
Cm Murderer
Fm Homie, it's thе way that I get down
F Yeah
 
[OUTRO]
 
Shee
 
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