Yelawolf – Best Friend chords
Chords:
Am C ain't never been much of the church typeEm but I believe in the last daysAm C I walk through Hell almost every nightEm but I believe it's a pathwayAm C Say boy what you doin' with your lifeEm With those tattoos on your faceAm C Say boy you know that you'll pay the priceEm Well I guess I'll see when I head that wayChorusAm G Em To the father son and holy spiritI hold you nearestAm GMy best friend best friendCLet the trumpets blow with your appearanceEmI can almost hear itAm GMy best friend best friendEmWhen you wish me Hell upon my soul and spiritbehold these lyricsAm GI got a best friend best friendC EmYeah I got a best friend best friend yeahverse 2Am CI don't know much about Holy biblesEmbut I grew up in the bible beltAm CI put my love for a woman on idlebecause I got beat with my mama's beltAm Cbut I learned from my mistakesEmTry hard to respect people for what they believing inAm Cbut if you spit on my fucking graveEmand wish me Hell then I wish you wellI'm send you straight up to my best friend ChorusAm G Em To the father son and holy spiritI hold you nearestAm GMy best friend best friendCLet the trumpets blow with your appearanceEmI can almost hear itAm GMy best friend best friendEmWhen you wish me Hell upon my soul and spiritbehold these lyricsAm GI got a best friend best friendC EmYeah I got a best friend best friend yeahVerse 3Amgod please would you arm me with the armorCThey call me when there's drama like gandhiEmcould have gone the other way many timescould have turned dalai with the lamaAmbut I squash my beefs when things seem to be looking decentCRecently but don't jinx itEmIt's like clint eastwood looking for peaceThough maybe no finny enter The priesthood but at least shouldAmMake an attempt to show some remorseCand then be some sort of a repenterEmfor the people I've been a menace toNot a preacher but a shit starting finisherAmIn the mind of a thick skin but a short temperCThis patience of mine is thinnerEmThan twine is when I get attackedSo I might say something back that might offend youAmSo if you don't like when I rapCWhat I have to say on the mic then youEmMight wanna act just like quarterbacks Amand take a f***n hike when I snap cause I'm a sinnerCbust balls and intestinesEmand ain't never been yes menThey gon' tell me when I'm f***n up The minute I'm ever giving it less thanAmI'm about to vomit and I can feel it comingCcause failure's something I can barely stomachEmand I only listen to my gutsSo unless you're my f***n belly button don't tell me nothin'AmYou ain't my (best friend best friend)CWho you think I'm talking 'boutEmLifts me up when I'm down and outStill look to him without a doubtAm C EmStill got a (best friend best friend)ChorusAm G Em To the father son and holy spiritI hold you nearestAm GMy best friend best friendCLet the trumpets blow with your appearanceEmI can almost hear itAm GMy best friend best friendEmWhen you wish me Hell upon my soul and spiritbehold these lyricsAm GI got a best friend best friendC EmYeah I got a best friend best friend yeah