Yelawolf – Best Friend Chords

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Am    x02210
C     x32010
Em    022000
G     320033
F     133211

[Verse I]
Am                 C                       Em
  Ain't never been much of the church type

But I believe in the last days
Am               C                        Em
  I walk through Hell almost every night

But I believe it's a pathway
Am              C                         Em
  Say boy, what you doin' with your life

With those tattoos on your face?
Am             C                               Em
  Say boy, you know that you'll pay the price

Well, I guess I'll see when I head that way

[Chorus]
Am  G  F                      Em
       To the father, son and holy spirit

I hold you nearest
   Am                      G
My best friend, best friend
    F                      C
Let the trumpets blow with your appearance
      Em
I can almost hear it
   Am                      G
My best friend, best friend
                 F            Em
When you wish me Hell upon my soul and spirit

Behold these lyrics
        Am                      G
I got a best friend, best friend
F             C                       Em     
Yeah, I got a best friend, best friend, yeah

[Verse II]
Am             C                       Em
  I don't know much about Holy Bibles
But I grew up in the Bible Belt Am C Em I put my love for a woman on idle Because I got beat with my mama's belt Am C Em But I learned from my mistakes Try hard to respect people for what they believing in Am C But if you spit on my fucking grave Em And wish me Hell then I wish you well I'mma send you straight up to my best friend [Chorus] Am G F Em To the father, son and holy spirit I hold you nearest Am G My best friend, best friend F C Let the trumpets blow with your appearance Em I can almost hear it Am G My best friend, best friend F Em When you wish me Hell upon my soul and spirit Behold these lyrics Am G I got a best friend, best friend F C Em Yeah, I got a best friend, best friend, yeah
[Verse III] Am God, please could you arm me with the armor C To calm 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 squashed my beefs and things seem to be looking decent C Recently, but don't jinx it Em It's like Clint Eastwood looking for peace though Maybe not finna enter The priesthood, but at least should Am Make an attempt to show some remorse C And to be some sort of a repenter Em For the people I've been a menace to Not a preacher, but a shit starter and finisher Am Into 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 Or what I have to say on the mic then you Em Might wanna act just like quarterbacks And take a fuckin' hike when I snap cause I'm a sinner Am (I got a best friend, best friend) C Plus balls and intestines Em And they never been yes men They gon' tell me when I'm fuckin' 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 gut So unless you're my fuckin' belly button Don't tell me nothin' Am C You ain't my (best friend, best friend) Who you think I'm talking 'bout? Em Lifts me up when I'm down and out Still look to him without a doubt Am C Em Still got a (best friend, best friend) [Chorus] Am G F Em To the father, son and holy spirit I hold you nearest Am G My best friend, best friend F C Let the trumpets blow with your appearance Em I can almost hear it Am G My best friend, best friend F Em When you wish me Hell upon my soul and spirit Behold these lyrics Am G I got a best friend, best friend F C Em Yeah, I got a best friend, best friend, yeah