Catch Hell

Adam Calhoun

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Bm G Em G [Chorus]
Bm G Oh Lord, I ain't never gonna run
Em D From no one, you fuckin' with the wrong one, yeah
Bm G 'Cause you can get it right (Ay), you can get it right
Em D Run up Catch hell, take this L, you can get it right (Ayy)
Bm G Oh Lord, I ain't never gonna run
Em D From no one, you fuckin' with the wrong one, yeah
Bm G 'Cause you can get it right (Ay), you can get it right
Em D Run up Catch hell, take this L, you can get it right (Ayy) [Post-Chorus]
Bm G My throne, this is my throne
Em D Heavy is the crown, and this shit is so cold
Bm G So cold like my veins, I ain't never lied Em N.C. Castin' out these demons like I'm castin' out a line [Verse 1]
Bm Okay chill, calm your horses, you
G get killed like abortions
Em I'm so real, make you fear, them
D bullets hit you in your torso
Bm How you want it? You can get it,
G split 'em like some firewood Em N.C. I'm just out here by myself, wish-a-motha-fucka-would
Bm Okay, hit 'em with the buckshot, no
G fuck shit, Go ahead 'cause I got not fucks to give
Em What's up bitch? Lookin' for a lick, well shit
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D I'm pissed, I don't need no pistol, hit 'em with
Bm Fists, Life's a bitch, mine's a
G hooker and she's rich Em N.C. And I'm a pimp, so off that money miss me with that funny shit N.C. Country rappers make me sick, half of y'all can't rap for shit N.C. Comin' at you like a pit, then I'm passin' you like Vick N.C. I feel bad for laughin', when this half-assed rappin' gonna quit? N.C. I ain't known for runnin', but just know I came to run this shit, For real [Chorus]
Bm G Oh Lord, I ain't never gonna run
Em D From no one, you fuckin' with the wrong one, yeah
Bm G 'Cause you can get it right (Ay), you can get it right
Em D Run up Catch hell, take this L, you can get it right (Ayy)
Bm G Oh Lord, I ain't never gonna run
Em D From no one, you fuckin' with the wrong one, yeah
Bm G 'Cause you can get it right (Ay), you can get it right
Em D Run up Catch hell, take this L, you can get it right (Ayy) [Post-Chorus]
Bm G Two times, hit 'em two times
Em Castin' out these demons like I'm
D castin' out a line
Bm I ain't lyin' fist fight me, hoowee
G like a girl
Em In the woods spinnin' tires, paint
D looks like a pearl [Verse 2]
Bm Ayy, we got the sausage, you with
G the crust, Feel the hit sit down deep in your gut Em D N.C. One little gunshot make the barn rock with the fart, Middle finger up, cook 'em in the crock pot
Bm Hop out while it's runnin', what
G up? You will never see me comin', shut up Em N.C. All my critics mind your business, Ain't hear nothin' but some crickets
Bm Butter you up like homemade
G biscuits, Don't kiss ass but damn sure kick it
Em Bitches, I'm up in these trenches,
D Busta lookin' like a princess
Bm Princess up in lifted trucks, No DJ
G but I mix it up
Em No replay so live it up, Don't
D take L's, we winnin' yup [Bridge]
Bm G Em D We winnin', come get it
Bm G Em D You fakin', we livin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah) [Chorus]
Bm G Oh Lord, I ain't never gonna run
Em D From no one, you fuckin' with the wrong one, yeah
Bm G 'Cause you can get it right (Ay), you can get it right
Em D Run up Catch hell, take this L, you can get it right (Ayy)
Bm G Oh Lord, I ain't never gonna run
Em D From no one, you fuckin' with the wrong one, yeah
Bm G 'Cause you can get it right (Ay), you can get it right
Em D Run up Catch hell, take this L, you can get it right (Ayy ayy ayy)
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