The Ultimate Assassins Creed

Am            C              G
How many fools can I kill today?
              D                    
Too many to count, don't get in my 
Am
way
         C                         
I shoot a mofo in the throat with 
   G
my bow
        D
Tomahawk chop is my death blow

[Verse]
F
Freedom fightin' machine, big-ass 
hatchet in hand
           Dm
Why'd you have to kill my bros? 
I'm-a slash your face, man
             Am
I'm a very skilled assassin killin' 
dudes in ones and twos

Blood flowin' like a river, need a 
box of tissues
         F
When I'm huntin', I be stuntin', you
 can never find me
       Dm
In the bushes, in the hay stacks, in
 your mother's laundry
Am
Watch me comin', free runnin', up 
the walls like a boss
What you lookin' at, bitch? Taste my
 tomahawk chop!

[Chorus]
Am            C              G
How many fools can I kill today?
              D                    
Too many to count, don't get in my 
 Am
way
         C                         
I shoot a mofo in the throat with 
   G
my bow
        D
Tomahawk chop is my death blow

[Chorus]
Am            C               G
How many fools can I kill today?
              D                    
Too many to count, don't get in my 
 Am
way
         C                         
I shoot a mofo in the throat with 
   G
my bow
        D
Tomahawk chop is my death blow
Am
Tomahawk, Tomahawk
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To-To-Tomahawk, Tomahawk
Tomahawk
Tomahawk, Tomahawk Tomahawk, 
To-To-Tomahawk

[Verse]
     F
From Boston to NY, always up to no 
good
          Dm
Don't know how I can see out this 
big-ass hood
Am
Walkin' through the crowds touchin' 
you on the back

Using my hidden blade for a secret 
attack
   F
Jumpin' off of giant buildings like 
I was a super man
        Dm
Use your momma as a meat shield 
every time that I can
Am
Take a break from the war to hunt 
for some meat
(no guitar)
What? A man's gotta eat...

[Chorus]
Am            C               G
How many fools can I kill today?
              D                    
Too many to count, don't get in my 
 Am
way
         C                         
I shoot a mofo in the throat with 
   G
my bow
        D
Tomahawk chop is my death blow

[Chorus]
Am            C               G
How many fools can I kill today?
              D                    
Too many to count, don't get in my 
 Am
way
         C                         
I shoot a mofo in the throat with 
   G
my bow
        D
Tomahawk chop is my death blow
Am
Tomahawk, Tomahawk. To-To-Tomahawk, 
Tomahawk
Tomahawk
Tomahawk, Tomahawk
Tomahawk, To-To-Tomahawk

[Verse]
Am
Up first in the verse feel the clack
 of wooden teeth
             G
Bread and butter, lift the covers 
and you'll find the fu**in' heat
   F
Revolution I lead, with the world I 
got beef
          E7
I dig my wigs powdered, wear boxers-
 I don't wear briefs
Am
You can't step up to me and my gang
   G
Horse and carriage, drive bys, 
bullet in the chamb'
  F
Ridin' over your clique like the 
Delaware, son
E7
I'll get my face on that dollar 
before this sh*t's done

[Chorus]
Am            C               G
How many fools can I kill today?
              D                    
Too many to count, don't get in my 
 Am
way
         C                         
I shoot a mofo in the throat with 
   G
my bow
        D
Tomahawk chop is my death blow

[Chorus/Outro]
              C               G
How many fools can I kill today?
              D                    
Too many to count, don't get in my 
 Am
way
         C                         
I shoot a mofo in the throat with 
   G
my bow
        D
Tomahawk chop is my death blow
Am
Tomahawk, Tomahawk
To-To-Tomahawk, Tomahawk
Tomahawk
Tomahawk, Tomahawk
Tomahawk, To-To-Tomahawk