El Pistolero chords by MGK (Machine Gun Kelly)

• Capo on 1st

Key: D#m

Intro:

Dm
 (Yeah) Do-do-do-do, do-do-do-do, do-do-do-do-do-do (Oh my God, RONNY)
Dm
Yeah, part two

Verse 1:
Dm
Día de la muerte, day of the dead, my eyes seein' red
Dm
Órale, I hope my enemies ready, I'm takin' machetes up out of the shed
Dm
TRXs and the motorcycles with them double-Xs on the back of the vest
        Dm
And I'm puttin' hexes so I block the blessings of the ones that's living
Dm       N.C.
So their soul never rest (Woo)
Dm
Welcome to Hotel Diablo (Ayy) In this building, I'm the honcho (Yeah)
Dm
Smokin' insidе, rollin' weed in the fronto, drippin' heavy, wear a poncho
Dm
Chеck the location, we sit in the realm between heaven and hell
Dm
Where the freaks'll come out at night
Dm
There is no room for the devil, my doors like the wings on an angel
Dm
They know I'm rolling with Christ (Brr)
Dm
Ad-lib got a double meaning, that's a money counter, that's a body counter (Paw-paw)
Dm
  Fat lip got a double meaning, that's a first rounder and a pussy pounder
Dm
  Anything can happen here, it look like a pharmacy in the cabinets here
Dm
Skulls on the chandelier, I bring the demons from Cleveland with me like a cavalier
Dm
Call up the riders, they come out the horizon like the solar in the desert
             Dm
Like Furiosa from the middle of a map, like Minnesota
         Dm
But it's double-O like when I'm pouring soda
Dm
Only it's Ohio, got a million soldiers that'll go up for me like a roller coaster
       Dm
Give a fuck about gettin' older
        Dm
If it's war put the door on the casket to give them closure (Boom)

Chorus:
Dm
Tell all my competition I don't love 'em, I invite 'em over to kill 'em again
Dm
Tell all the bitches that didn't have faith
        Dm
This is revelation, they gon' pay for they sins
Dm
What is the limit? The digits keep stackin'
    Dm
And stackin' and stackin' and shit never ends
Dm             N.C.
This ain't the sequel, it's really the origin, I'ma take you back to where it begins

Post-Chorus:
  Dm     C
(Okay) I shoot dice and on sight, yeah
 Dm    C
(Okay) Double down, do it twice, bah
 Dm    C
(Okay) Say your prayers, Jesus Christ, ah
 Dm    C               N.C.
(Okay) EST, that's for life

Interlude:
N.C.
I'm tellin' y'all, man, será mejor que tenga cuidado con El Pistolero
N.C.
Porque esto e' lo que va a pasar siempre

Verse 2:
Dm
  Legend has it, I was in my mama's stomach
C
Rappin' when they did an ultrasound and saw the cameras (Woo)
  N.C. Dm                              C
 (Woo) Theory is somebody from another planet took her captive
                                              Dm
When she was pregnant and she don't know what happened (Woo)
                                 C
I got different blood in me, the toxicity high
                            Dm           N.C.
But it ain't from different drugs in me (Uh; woo)
Dm
  Hanging out the roof like I'm bulletproof
     Dm                                  N.C.
They send a shot, but it's impossible to put the slugs in me
Dm
Never been a typical individual, I was always a little cynical
Dm
My condition was clinical
      Dm
Had a friend that was fictional, that knew I was convincible
Dm                                            N.C.
If I listened, I would grow to be a criminal (Yeah)
Dm
All I wanted was to be mythical, I was already invisible
  Dm
I need to be invincible, sick of getting beat up in intervals
   Dm
In middle school, I picked a pen up like a weapon
                        Dm
And made all my killers printable (Yeah)
Dm
Every individual that's ever been critical, I got a list, I'm making it visual
      Dm
I'm admitting I'm a pathological serial killer
   Dm
Formidable in the untraditional ways to get rid of you (Yeah)
Dm
Fuck being analytical, I'm unpredictable, asymmetrical
Dm
No one matching my syllables, I committed lyrical homicide
Dm
You decide who survived, because I'm the only one alive telling you (Bitch)

Outro:
          C                                            Dm
These the type of raps that you can't reenact with AI (Bitch)
      C                                         Dm
I see people mad that I can cross over like AI (Bitch)
                C
I can do rap or country or punk, or say "Fuck it," and do nu-metal
 Dm
(Bitch) I don't worship the devil
                                   C                  N.C.
That's just what they say when you get on this level (Yeah)