Thursday, February 26, 2015
Tuesday, August 13, 2013
radioactive chords and lyrics
Am C G
I'm waking up to ash and dust
D Am
I wipe my brow and I sweat my rust
C G D
I'm breathing in the chemicals
Am C G D
I'm breaking in, shaping up, then checking out on the prison bus
Am C G
This is it, the apocalypse
G
Whoa
D Am C
I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones
G D
Enough to make my systems grow
Am C
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
G D
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
Am C G D
Whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactive
Am C G D
Whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactive
Am C G
I raise my flags, don my clothes
D Am
It's a revolution, I suppose
C G
We're painted red to fit right in
G
Whoa
Am C G D
I'm breaking in, shaping up, then checking out on the prison bus
Am C G
This is it, the apocalypse
G
Whoa
D Am C
I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones
G D
Enough to make my systems grow
Am C
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
G D
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
Am C G D
Whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactive
Am C G D
Whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactive
*Single Strum*
Am* C* G* D*
All systems go, sun hasn't died
Am* C* G* D*
Deep in my bones, straight from inside
D Am C
I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones
G D
Enough to make my systems grow
Am C
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
G D
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
Am C G D
Whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactive
Am C G D
Whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactive
Holy grail lyrics with chords and video.
VERSE 1: JT Am Am/G You take the clothes off my back, and I let you F F/E You steal the food right out of my mouth, and I watch you eat it Dm Dm/E I still don't know why... F F/G Am why our love is so much... Oh Am Am/G You curse my name - in spite, to put me to shame F F/E Air all my laundry in the streets, dirty or clean, Give it up for fame Dm But I still don't know why... F F/G Am why I love it so much... Yea CHORUS: JT C G Am And baby, It's amazing I'm in this maze with you, I just can't crack ya code G F One day you screaming you love me loud, the next day you're so cold G Esus One day you're here, One day you're there, One day you care, you're so unfair Am Sippin' from the cup till it runneth over, Holy Grail VERSE 2: Jay-Z Am Blue told me remind you n** Fuck that shit y'all talking bout I'm the n** Caught up in all these lights and cameras But look what that shit did to Hammer Goddammit it I like it Bright lights is enticing But look what it did to Tyson All that money in one night Thirty mill for one fight But soon as all the money blows All the pigeons take flight Fuck the fame, keep cheating on me What I do, I took her back, fool me twice That's my bad, I can't even blame her for that Enough to make me wanna murder Momma please just get my bail I know nobody to blame Kurt Cobain, I did it to myself And we all just entertainers And we're stupid and contagious And we all just entertainers CHORUS: JT C G Am And baby, It's amazing I'm in this maze with you, I just can't crack ya code G F One day you screaming you love me loud, the next day you're so cold G Esus One day you're here, One day you're there, One day you care, you're so unfair Am Sippin' from the cup till it runneth over, Holy Grail VERSE 3: Jay-Z Am Now I got tattoos on my body, psycho bitches in my lobby I got haters in the paper, photo shoots with paparazzi Can't even take my daughter for a walk See em by the corner store, I feel like I'm cornered off Enough is enough, I'm calling this off Who the fuck I'm kidding though I'm getting high, sitting low Sliding by in that big body Curtains all in my window This fame hurt but this chain works I think back you asked the same person If this is all you had to deal with N** deal with, this shit ain't work This light work Camera snapping, my eyes hurt N** dying back where I was birthed Fuck your iris and the IRS Get the hell up off your high horse You got the shit that n** die for, dry yours Why you mad, take the good with the bad Don't throw the baby out with the bath water You still alive, still that n** N** you survived You still getting bigger n** Living the life, Vanilla wafers In a villa, illest n** alive Michael Jackson's Thriller CHORUS: JT C G Am And baby, It's amazing I'm in this maze with you, I just can't crack ya code G F One day you screaming you love me loud, the next day you're so cold G Esus One day you're here, One day you're there, One day you care, you're so unfair Am Sippin' from the cup till it runneth over, Holy Grail VERSE 4: JT Am Am/G You get the air out my lungs, whenever you need it F F/E And you take the blade right out my heart, just so you can watch me bleeding Dm Dm/E I still don't know why... F F/G Am why I love you so much... Oh Am Am/G And you play this game in spite to drive me insane F F/E I got it tattooed on my sleeve forever in ink with guess whose name Dm Dm/E But I still don't know why... F F/G Am why our love is so much CHORUS: JT C G Am And baby, It's amazing I'm in this maze with you, I just can't crack ya code G F One day you screaming you love me loud, the next day you're so cold G Esus One day you're here, One day you're there, One day you care, you're so unfair Am Sippin' from the cup till it runneth over, Holy Grail
Friday, February 8, 2013
Jo bhi mein guitar chords and tabs
Intro:
Em Em Em
e--------0--------------------------------------|
B-------------0---------------------------------|
G----------0----------2-------------------------|
D-----2----------4h5------4----0----------------|
A-----------------------------------------------|
E--0--------------------------------------------|
Chorus:
Em
Jo bhi main, kehna chahoon
G Em Em
Barbaad karein, alfaz mere, alfaz mere
Em
Oo yeah yeah oo ..
Verse:
G D
Kabhi mujhe lagey ke jaise, saara hi yeh jahaan hai jaage
Am D
Jo hai aur nahin bhi hai, yeh fiza ghata hawa bahaarein
G D
Tujhe kare ishaare ya
Am D
Kaise kahun, kahani main inki
Chorus:
Em
Jo bhi main, kehna chahoon
G Em
Barbaad karein, alfaz mere, alfaz mere
Em
Oo yeah yeah oo ..
Thursday, February 7, 2013
fucking problems lyrics with video
[Hook: 2 Chainz, Drake, and Rocky]
I love bad bitches, that's my fucking problem
And yeah I like to fuck, I got a fucking problem
I love bad bitches, that's my fucking problem
And yeah I like to fuck I got a fucking problem
I love bad bitches, that's my fucking problem
And yeah I like to fuck, I got a fucking problem
If finding somebody real is your fucking problem
Bring your girls to the crib maybe we can solve it
[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky]
Hold up, bitches simmer down
Taking hella long, bitch give it to me now
Make that thing pop like a semi or a nine
Ooh baby like it raw with the shimmy shimmy ya, huh
A$AP get like me
Never met a motherfucker fresh like me
All these motherfuckers wanna dress like me
Put the chrome to your dome, make you sweat like Keith
Cause I'm the nigga, the nigga nigga, like how you figure?
Getting figures and fuckin' bitches, she rolling Swishers
Brought her bitches, I brought my niggas, they getting bent up off the liquor
She love my licorice, I let her lick it
They say money make a nigga act nigger-ish
But least a nigga nigga rich
I be fucking broads like I be fucking bored
Turn a dyke bitch out, have her fucking boys, beast
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Drake]
Ooh, I know you love it when this beat is on
Make you think about all of the niggas you've been leadin' on
Make me think about all of the rappers I've been feedin' on
Got a feelin' that's the same dudes that we speakin' on, oh word?
Ain't heard my album? Who you sleepin' on?
You should print the lyrics out and have a fuckin' read-along
Ain't a fuckin' sing-along 'less you brought the weed along
Then ju.. (Okay, I got it)
Then just drop down and get yo' eagle on
Or we can stare up at the stars and put the Beatles on
All that shit you talkin' 'bout is not up for discussion
I will pay to make it bigger, I don't pay for no reduction
If it's comin' from a nigga I don't know, then I don't trust it
If you comin' for my head, then motherfucker get to bustin'
Yes Lord, I don't really say this often
But this long dick nigga ain't for the long talkin', I beast
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]
Yeah ho, this the finale
My pep talk turn into a pep rally
Say she from the hood but she live inside in the valley now
Vaca'd in Atlanta, then she goin' back to Cali, mmm
Got your girl on my line, world on my line
The irony, I fuck em at the same damn time
She eyeing me like a nigga don't exist
Girl, I know you want this di--
Girl, I'm Kendrick Lamar
AKA Benz is to me just a car
That mean your friends-es need be up to par
See my standards are pampered by threesomes tomorrow, mmm
Kill em all dead bodies in the hallway
Don't get involved, listen what the crystal ball say
Halle Berry, hallelujah
Holla back I'll do ya, beast
thrift shop lyrics with video
Hey, Macklemore! Can we go thrift shopping?
What, what, what, what... [x7]
Bada, badada, badada, bada... [x9]
[Hook:]
I'm gonna pop some tags
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I - I - I'm hunting, looking for a come-up
This is fucking awesome
[Verse 1:]
Nah, Walk up to the club like, "What up, I got a big cock!"
I'm so pumped about some shit from the thrift shop
Ice on the fringe, it's so damn frosty
That people like, "Damn! That's a cold ass honkey."
Rollin' in, hella deep, headin' to the mezzanine,
Dressed in all pink, 'cept my gator shoes, those are green
Draped in a leopard mink, girls standin' next to me
Probably shoulda washed this, smells like R. Kelly's sheets
(Piiisssssss)
But shit, it was ninety-nine cents! (Bag it)
Coppin' it, washin' it, 'bout to go and get some compliments
Passin' up on those moccasins someone else's been walkin' in
But me and grungy fuckin it man
I am stuntin' and flossin' and
Savin' my money and I'm hella happy that's a bargain, bitch
I'ma take your grandpa's style, I'ma take your grandpa's style,
No for real - ask your grandpa - can I have his hand-me-downs? (Thank you)
Velour jumpsuit and some house slippers
Dookie brown leather jacket that I found diggin'
They had a broken keyboard, I bought a broken keyboard
I bought a skeet blanket, then I bought a kneeboard
Hello, hello, my ace man, my Mello
John Wayne ain't got nothing on my fringe game, hell no
I could take some Pro Wings, make them cool, sell those
The sneaker heads would be like "Aw, he got the Velcros"
[Hook x2]
[Verse 2:]
What you know about rockin' a wolf on your noggin?
What you knowin' about wearin' a fur fox skin?
I'm digging, I'm digging, I'm searching right through that luggage
One man's trash, that's another man's come-up
Thank your granddad for donating that plaid button-up shirt
'Cause right now I'm up in her stunting
I'm at the Goodwill, you can find me in the (Uptons)
I'm not, I'm not sick of searchin' in that section (Uptons)
Your grammy, your aunty, your momma, your mammy
I'll take those flannel zebra jammies, second-hand, I rock that motherfucker
The built-in onesie with the socks on that motherfucker
I hit the party and they stop in that motherfucker
They be like, "Oh, that Gucci - that's hella tight."
I'm like, "Yo - that's fifty dollars for a T-shirt."
Limited edition, let's do some simple addition
Fifty dollars for a T-shirt - that's just some ignorant bitch (shit)
I call that getting swindled and pimped (shit)
I call that getting tricked by a business
That shirt's hella dough
And having the same one as six other people in this club is a hella don't
Peep game, come take a look through my telescope
Trying to get girls from a brand? Man you hella won't
Man you hella won't
(Goodwill... poppin' tags... yeah!)
[Hook]
[Bridge: x2]
I wear your granddad's clothes
I look incredible
I'm in this big ass coat
From that thrift shop down the road
[Hook]
Is that your grandma's coat?
locked out of heaven chords and tabs
Intro: F, Am ,DM ,Am
Oh yea, yea
F Am
Never had much faith in love or miracles
DM Am
Never would have put my heart on the line
F Am
I’m swimming in your world of something spiritual
DM Am
I’m gonna get it every time you spend the night
F
Cause your sex takes me to paradise
Am
Yea, your sex takes me to paradise
DM A
And you chose the gates
F
Cause you make me feel like
Am
I’ve been locked out of heaven
DM
For too long
Am
For too long
F
Yea, cause you make me feel like
Am
I’ve been locked out of heaven
DM
For too long
Am
For too long
F Am DM Am
Oh yea yea x2
F
You bring me to my knees
Am
You make me testify
DM Am
You could make a sinner change his ways
F
Open up your gates
Am
Cause I can’t wait to see your light
DM Am
And right there is where I want to stay, stay
F
Cause your sex takes me to paradise
Am
Yea your sex takes me to paradise
DM A
And you chose the gates
F
Cause you make me feel like
Am
I’ve been locked out of heaven
DM
For too long
Am
For too long
F
Cause you make me feel like
Am
I’ve been locked out of heaven
DM
For too long
Am
For too long
F Am
Oh woah, oh yea
DM
You might just stay here
Am
Spend the rest of my days here
F Am
Oh woah, oh yea
DM
You might just stay here
Am
Spend the rest of my days here
F
Cause you make me feel like
Am
I’ve been locked out of heaven
DM
For too long
Am
For too long
F
Cause you make me feel like
Am
I’ve been locked out of heaven
DM
For too long
Am
For too long
Outro:
F Am DM Am
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