Shots Fired Lyrics & Tabs by ¡MAYDAY!
Shots Fired
guitar chords lyrics
Nobody Move,
Nobody get hurt,
To bad I ain't taking advice tonight you know if you hit when it burns,
Live and I die by words,
Flipping em birds,
Leading the sheep in a herd,
Poppin a wheelie n hop in a curb,
Comin alive when the peace is disturbed,
Then it's a blur.
Skipping the limits for sure,
Stripping the tip of your ignorant blurb,
Digging the dividends n if ya heard,
My kitchen is dishes of rhythm to serve,
I'm a cynical charm,
Spreading through spraying saliva, Getting plenty of pay as the piper,
My kitchen is dishes of rhythm to serve,
I'm a cynical charm,
Spreading through spraying saliva, Getting plenty of pay as the piper,
In your regular neighbourhood sights.
Flicking my lighter till I burn a bridge,
Lighting a path back to my crib,
Doing it till there ain't nobody left in my town saying around spitting that shit,
Riding around with a shoulder chip,
And a crew with a bone to pick,
Man these snakes on my yacht are not venomous just for the hell of it I just let em hiss.
Holy smokes ill show you Moses,
We been fighting the war at the roses,
This is not what you even suppose its just the end of the world as know this,
Here's a little surprise,
So if your not tryna meet your demise,
Do what they say so they move out the way if you pull up today then it's true you might die.
Shots Fired,
You know what that means when you hear that sound,
Everybody go (BOOM!) through the wire,
You know what that means when you hear that sound,
Everybody hit the ground, ground
Everybody on the ground, ground
Everybody on the ground.
We loaded again,
Spit for the family and brokest of friends,
Down in Miami we on at the fonix on supersonics so don't think you can tend,
This ain't the time to pretend,
You sippin triple six ill see where you've been,
Illuminated but I'm not in with them,
That's places that we should just never attend.
Focus the lens till it makes sense,
Kill em all quickly n kill em all dead,
Making em run for the hills cause they scared of the things that's about to begin,
Kickin em shins,
Giving em blood,
But don't kill my buzz,
I doing this all for the crew with the heaven but the rest gets no love,
That's nuff.
If they bluff they must be touched the guff it must be stocked now,
The winner is cold but humid as hell it's souls get dropped now,
Now my sinner with no-one to judge me,
A killer with no-one to cut me,
A menace to innocence since the beginning I've always been giving no fuckes.
Close ranks,
Build walls round thick tanks,
Dead weight these Big Macs,
Split half these wigs back,
We miss match and I love it though,
Fuck the rest of y'all other hoes,
Been through hell and back call the pastor back,
(*Jibberish*)
Shots Fired,
You know what that means when you hear that sound,
Everybody go (BOOM!) through the wire,
You know what that means when you hear that sound,
Everybody hit the ground, ground
Everybody on the ground, ground
Everybody on the ground.
