mgk (Machine Gun Kelly) – El Pistolero (Guitar)

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[Intro]
Dm
 (Yeah) Do-do-do-do, do-do-do-do, do-do-do-do-do-do (Oh my God, RONNY)

Dm
Yeah, part two
[Verse 1]
Dm
Día de la muerte, day of the dead, my eyes seein' red

Dm
Órale, I hope my enemies ready, I'm takin' machetes up out of the shed

Dm
TRXs and the motorcycles with them double-Xs on the back of the vest

        Dm
And I'm puttin' hexes so I block the blessings of the ones that's living

Dm       N.C.
So their soul never rest (Woo)

Dm
Welcome to Hotel Diablo (Ayy) In this building, I'm the honcho (Yeah)

Dm
Smokin' insidе, rollin' weed in the fronto, drippin' heavy, wear a poncho

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Chеck the location, we sit in the realm between heaven and hell

Dm
Where the freaks'll come out at night

Dm
There is no room for the devil, my doors like the wings on an angel

Dm
They know I'm rolling with Christ (Brr)

Dm
Ad-lib got a double meaning, that's a money counter, that's a body counter (Paw-paw)

Dm
  Fat lip got a double meaning, that's a first rounder and a pussy pounder

Dm
  Anything can happen here, it look like a pharmacy in the cabinets here

Dm
Skulls on the chandelier, I bring the demons from Cleveland with me like a cavalier

Dm
Call up the riders, they come out the horizon like the solar in the desert

             Dm
Like Furiosa from the middle of a map, like Minnesota

         Dm
But it's double-O like when I'm pouring soda

Dm
Only it's Ohio, got a million soldiers that'll go up for me like a roller coaster

       Dm
Give a fuck about gettin' older

        Dm
If it's war put the door on the casket to give them closure (Boom)
[Chorus]
Dm
Tell all my competition I don't love 'em, I invite 'em over to kill 'em again

Dm
Tell all the bitches that didn't have faith

        Dm
This is revelation, they gon' pay for they sins

Dm
What is the limit? The digits keep stackin'

    Dm
And stackin' and stackin' and shit never ends

Dm             N.C.
This ain't the sequel, it's really the origin, I'ma take you back to where it begins
[Post-Chorus]
  Dm     C
(Okay) I shoot dice and on sight, yeah

 Dm    C
(Okay) Double down, do it twice, bah

 Dm    C
(Okay) Say your prayers, Jesus Christ, ah

 Dm    C               N.C.
(Okay) EST, that's for life
[Interlude] N.C. I'm tellin' y'all, man, será mejor que tenga cuidado con El Pistolero N.C. Porque esto e' lo que va a pasar siempre [Verse 2]
Dm
  Legend has it, I was in my mama's stomach

C
Rappin' when they did an ultrasound and saw the cameras (Woo)

  N.C. Dm                              C
 (Woo) Theory is somebody from another planet took her captive

                                              Dm
When she was pregnant and she don't know what happened (Woo)

                                 C
I got different blood in me, the toxicity high

                            Dm           N.C.
But it ain't from different drugs in me (Uh; woo)

Dm
  Hanging out the roof like I'm bulletproof

     Dm                                  N.C.
They send a shot, but it's impossible to put the slugs in me

Dm
Never been a typical individual, I was always a little cynical

Dm
My condition was clinical

      Dm
Had a friend that was fictional, that knew I was convincible

Dm                                            N.C.
If I listened, I would grow to be a criminal (Yeah)

Dm
All I wanted was to be mythical, I was already invisible

  Dm
I need to be invincible, sick of getting beat up in intervals

   Dm
In middle school, I picked a pen up like a weapon

                        Dm
And made all my killers printable (Yeah)

Dm
Every individual that's ever been critical, I got a list, I'm making it visual

      Dm
I'm admitting I'm a pathological serial killer

   Dm
Formidable in the untraditional ways to get rid of you (Yeah)

Dm
Fuck being analytical, I'm unpredictable, asymmetrical

Dm
No one matching my syllables, I committed lyrical homicide

Dm
You decide who survived, because I'm the only one alive telling you (Bitch)
[Outro]
          C                                            Dm
These the type of raps that you can't reenact with AI (Bitch)

      C                                         Dm
I see people mad that I can cross over like AI (Bitch)

                C
I can do rap or country or punk, or say "Fuck it," and do nu-metal

 Dm
(Bitch) I don't worship the devil

                                   C                  N.C.
That's just what they say when you get on this level (Yeah)