Jay Rock

Kings Dead

Jay Rock

Written by James Blake/Samuel Gloade/Antwon Thompson Hicks/Kendrick Lamar/Johnny McKinzie/Mark Spears/Anthony "TOPDAWG" Tiffith/Teddy Walton/Nayvadius Wilburn/Mi
Cavaco chords Intermediate level
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Chorus: Kendrick Lamar 
Cm 
Miss me with that bullshit (bullshit) 
You ain't really wild, you a tourist (a tourist) 
Cm 
I be blackin' out with the purist (the purist) 
Cm                               Gm 
I made a hundred thou' then I freaked it (I freaked it) 
Cm 
I made 500 thou' then I freaked it (I freaked it) 
Gm 
I bought a '87 for the weekend (the weekend) 
Cm 
This ain't what you want, this ain't what you want (what you want) 
Cm 
This ain't what you want, this ain't what you want (what you want) 

verse 1: Jay Rock 
Gm 
And it's like that, lil' bitch 
 Cm 
MVP, I don't get no sleep, no, I don't like that, lil' bitch 
          Cm 
Bust that open, I want that ocean, yeah that bite back, lil' bitch 
Do it bite back, lil' bitch? Need two life jackets, lil' bitch 
Cm 
I ain't gon' hold you, I ain't gon' press you, never control you 
Cm 
I ain't gon' front you, keep it 100, I don't know you 
Cm 
Boss like Top Dawg, bossed my life up, crossin' over 
Cm 
Stutter steppin', got a Hall of Fame in all my posters 
           Cm 
I've been ready, my whip been ready 
My bitch been ready, my clique been ready 
                Cm 
My shit's been ready, my check's been ready 
My shot's on full, that's Armageddon 
       Cm 
I got pull, I hope y'all ready 
My tank on full, you know, unleaded 
           Gm 
I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it 
I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it 
             Cm 
My name gon' hold up, my team gon' hold up 
My name gon' hold up, my team gon' hold up 
              Cm 
My shots gon' fire, my team gon' roll up 
Ménage-à-trois, my queen gon' roll up 
              Cm 
I hope y'all ready, you know I'm ready 
I rain all day, you know, confetti 
            Cm 
I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it 
I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it, skrrt 

Chorus: Future & Kendrick Lamar 
Cm                  Gm 
Miss me with that bullshit (bullshit) 
        Cm 
You're not a gang member, you's a tourist (a tourist) 
Gm 
I be blackin' out, I be blackin' out 
            Gm 
Bought an '83 Cutlass for the weekend (for the weekend) 
Cm 
I got a hundred thousand, then I freaked it (then I freaked it) 
Gm 
I made 500 thousand, then I freaked it (then I freaked it) 
Gm 
I put a Rolls Royce on my wrist, oh yeah 
Gm 
Fuck his baby mama tryna sneak diss 
   Cm 
I took her to my penthouse, then I freaked it (then I freaked it) 
     Cm 
I haven't made my mind up, should I keep it? (should I keep it?) 
      C m 
I got big dog status, it ain't no secret 

Bridge: Future & Jay Rock 
N.C. 
La di da di da, slob on me knob 
Cm 
Pass me some syrup, fuck me in the car 
Cm 
La di da di da, mothafuck the law 
Cm 
Chitty chitty bang, murder everything 
Cm 
Bitch, I'm on a roll and I put that on the gang 

Chorus: Kendrick Lamar 
Cm 
Yeah, miss me with that bullshit (bullshit) 
Cm 
You ain't really wild, you a tourist (a tourist) 
Cm 
I be blackin' out with the purist (the purist) 
   Cm 
I made a hundred thou' then I freaked it (I freaked it) 
   Cm 
I made 500 thou' then I freaked it (I freaked it) 
    Cm 
I bought a '87 for the weekend (the weekend) 
 Cm 
This ain't what you want, this ain't what you want (what you want) 
Cm 
This ain't what you want, this ain't what you want (what you want) 

Part II 

Intro: James Blake 
Gb   Ab 
Changes 
             A 
Is you gon' do something? 
What you want? 

verse 2: Kendrick Lamar 
Dbm 
Red light, green light, red light, green light 
Dbm 
Red light, green light, they like, we like 
                             Ab 
Fast cars, fast money, fast life, fast broads 
Dbm                           Ab 
Egotistic, goin' ballistic, why God? 
                      Dbm 
Born warrior, lookin' for euphoria, but I don't see it 
Ab 
I don't feel it, I'm paraplegic, tapped in when I'm maxed in 
                   Dbm 
Comp-Town with the MAC 10s and the pumps in the background 
I was absent, never OG, standout 
                 E 
I was lackin' everything else but doubt 
Dbm 
In the Magnum, holding Magnums with a Magnum 
Nigga, ad-lib and I sing out loud 
                             Dbm 
Never had friends, never had ends, never had hope 
                                    N.C. 
They was like, "Nope," I was like, "Boo yaow, boo yaow" 
Dbm 
Yeah, God, tee off the day 
                             Ab 
Know we off the, be off the, eat off your plate 
Dbm 
Throw me off, I be, "Off ya head" 
Well ate, on C4, I'm way off the edge 
Dbm                                             E 
Fuck integrity, fuck your pedigree, fuck your feelings, fuck your culture 
                Ab                E 
Fuck your mom, fuck your family, fuck your drive 
          Dbm               E                  Dbm 
Fuck your land, fuck your children, fuck your wives 
       Db 
Who am I? Not your father, not your brother 
                           Ab 
Not your reason, not your future 
                 Dbm 
Not your comfort, not your reverence, not your glory 
Not your heaven, not your angel, not your spirit 
            Ab               Dbm 
Not your message, not your freedom 
Not your people, not your neighbor 
                         Ab 
Not your baby, not your equal 
Dbm 
Not the title y'all want me under 
Dbm 
All hail King Killmonger 
Dbm 
Red light, green light, red light, green light 
Red light, green light, they like, we like 
Fast cars
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