Verse 1AmC
ain't never been much of the church type
Em
but I believe in the last days
AmC
I walk through Hell almost every night
Em
but I believe it's a pathway
AmC
Say boy what you doin' with your life
Em
With those tattoos on your face
AmC
Say boy you know that you'll pay the price
Em
Well I guess I'll see when I head that way
ChorusAmGEm
To the father son and holy spirit
I hold you nearest
AmG
My best friend best friend
C
Let the trumpets blow with your appearance
Em
I can almost hear it
AmG
My best friend best friend
Em
When you wish me Hell upon my soul and spirit
behold these lyrics
AmG
I got a best friend best friend
CEm
Yeah I got a best friend best friend yeah
Verse 2AmC
I don't know much about Holy bibles
Em
but I grew up in the bible belt
AmC
I put my love for a woman on idle
because I got beat with my mama's belt
AmC
but I learned from my mistakes
Em
Try hard to respect people for what they believing in
AmC
but if you spit on my fucking grave
Em
and wish me Hell then I wish you well
I'm send you straight up to my best friend
ChorusAmGEm
To the father son and holy spirit
I hold you nearest
AmG
My best friend best friend
C
Let the trumpets blow with your appearance
Em
I can almost hear it
AmG
My best friend best friend
Em
When you wish me Hell upon my soul and spirit
behold these lyrics
AmG
I got a best friend best friend
CEm
Yeah I got a best friend best friend yeah
Verse 3Am
god please would you arm me with the armor
C
They call me when there's drama like gandhi
Em
could have gone the other way many times
could have turned dalai with the lama
Am
but I squash my beefs when things seem to be looking decent
C
Recently but don't jinx it
Em
It's like clint eastwood looking for peace
Though maybe no finny enter
The priesthood but at least should
Am
Make an attempt to show some remorse
C
and then be some sort of a repenter
Em
for the people I've been a menace to
Not a preacher but a shit starting finisher
Am
In the mind of a thick skin but a short temper
C
This patience of mine is thinner
Em
Than twine is when I get attacked
So I might say something back that might offend you
Am
So if you don't like when I rap
C
What I have to say on the mic then you
Em
Might wanna act just like quarterbacks Am
and take a f***n hike when I snap cause I'm a sinner
C
bust balls and intestines
Em
and ain't never been yes men
They gon' tell me when I'm f***n up
The minute I'm ever giving it less than
Am
I'm about to vomit and I can feel it coming
C
cause failure's something I can barely stomach
Em
and I only listen to my guts
So unless you're my f***n belly button
don't tell me nothin'
-
Am
You ain't my (best friend best friend)
C
Who you think I'm talking 'bout
Em
Lifts me up when I'm down and out
Still look to him without a doubt
AmCEm
Still got a (best friend best friend)
ChorusAmGEm
To the father son and holy spirit
I hold you nearest
AmG
My best friend best friend
C
Let the trumpets blow with your appearance
Em
I can almost hear it
AmG
My best friend best friend
Em
When you wish me Hell upon my soul and spirit
behold these lyrics
AmG
I got a best friend best friend
CEm
Yeah I got a best friend best friend yeah
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