Love Music, Part 4 chords by Ren

Key: E Minor

♫ Intro:

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Ugh

Love Music, Part
Em                                                    Bm
I feel like sometimes some ideas are just a little bit overdone,

d'you know what I mean?
  Em
Don't even know what to rap about anymore,
 Bm
I feel like I'm just getting older and more cynical
  Em                               Bm
We're all gonna die anyway, fuck it

♫ Chorus:
 Em                              Bm
Oh yeah, put the rap game in a chokehold
 Bm                          Em
Sometimes I might get a bit loco, yeah
                           Bm
Feeling kinda sick in the coco
  Bm
And I don't really feel right
 Em                           Bm
Oh yeah, feeling kinda antisocial
 Bm                          Em
I think I'm gonna blow Chernobyl, yeah
                           Bm
Going off the grid and I'm postal
  Bm
And I don't really feel right

♫ Verse:
  Em
Testing, testing, mic check, please
     Bm
And I'm back for part four 'cause I killed part three
         Em
And you still know me, still the same OG
         Bm
But I've been low key, ADHD

         Em
'Cause I get distracted as the world collapses
           Bm
From the wars that we wage to the COVID vaccine
       Em
I was born in an age where the ozone's cracking
        Bm
I been off the stage, I been away from rapping but

  Em
I'm back on my feet
  Bm
Back on the track, I'm attacking the beat
  Em
Back with a baseball bat, flow sweet
  Bm
Rat a tat tat, I'm a rap athlete

         Em
I'm the don, diggy don when I burn like the Sun
      Bm
Fee fi fo fum, jack my beanstalk off in your mum
    Em
Just for fun with her knickers half on
          Bm
Give her wonton soup 'cause she wants some cum



♫ Chorus:
 Em                              Bm
Oh yeah, put the rap game in a chokehold
 Bm                          Em
Sometimes I might get a bit loco, yeah
                           Bm
Feeling kinda sick in the coco
  Bm
And I don't really feel right
 Em                           Bm
Oh yeah, feeling kinda antisocial
 Bm                          Em
I think I'm gonna blow Chernobyl, yeah
                           Bm
Going off the grid and I'm postal
  Bm
And I don't really feel right

♫ Verse:
  Em
I'm a reprobate
         Bm
I'm in a public park while I masturbate
       Em
And I don't put out till the second date
      Bm
By that I mean put her in my basement, wait

Em
Giggity giggity, it's polygamy rap
              Bm
Give her the lickity flickity while I'm beating her back
         Em
She gets giggly wiggly when I go in to tap
            Bm
And I'm the god of fertility when I do it like that

Em
Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers
                 Bm
I picked up the letters of the alphabet and pulled apart then put together
  Em
Finger licking chicken I'm dipping flipping the architecture
  Bm
Do it better rap professor, kill a track then resurrect the

Em
Tip of the top of the hip and the hop and I'm ripping a drop when I dip in the spot
         Bm
And I'm dripping in relevance, I am a veteran, better than most of pick of the crop
 Em
I mutilate a broken break, communicate with stupid pace
Bm
Now wait

                    Em
When I do it like that with the flow then you know that I'm cold
    Bm
Colder than cold, I'm sub zero
         Em
Got that Yeezus flow, make your penis grow
      Bm
"Oh Jesus, bro, why'd you stoop so low "

      Em
Well maybe I'm a little bit immature
       Bm
I use jokes just to cope 'cause I'm insecure
        Em
C'est la vie, what will be, what has been before
        Bm
Will repeat and repeat on the beat, oh Lord

      Em
I'm sorry, Halle Berry lujiah
Bm
Halle Berry, do ya wanna show ya hooters?
  Em
Lick my monster balls and start a rumor
Bm
You can give me head like my name was Henry Tudor

Em
Booyah, back on the beat
        Bm
Kill a Backstreet Boy with the back of my feet
          Em
She text back your boy for some meet and greet
         Bm
In the backseat, boy, I'll be slapping her cheeks

Em                         Bm
Kill 'em when the bassline go
                          Em
Kill 'em with the suicide flow
                         Bm
Kill 'em with a four by four
                        Em
Killing 'em wherever I go
 Em
Kill 'em with the rhythm that I'm kicking with precision
     Bm
I'm efficient with my vision, I'm a villain with the flow
        Em
When I kill it, kill it, kill 'em, I'm killing 'em with ambition
     Bm
Demolition, a magician turning tracks to gold

♫ Chorus:
 Em                              Bm
Oh yeah, put the rap game in a chokehold
 Bm                          Em
Sometimes I might get a bit loco, yeah
                           Bm
Feeling kinda sick in the coco
  Bm
And I don't really feel right
 Em                           Bm
Oh yeah, feeling kinda antisocial
 Bm                          Em
I think I'm gonna blow Chernobyl, yeah
                           Bm
Going off the grid and I'm postal
  Bm
And I don't really feel right

♫ Outro:
 Em                              Bm
Oh yeah, put the rap game in a chokehold
 Bm                          Em
Sometimes I might get a bit loco, yeah
                           Bm
Feeling kinda sick in the coco
  Bm
And I don't really feel right

And I don't really feel right