Kill or Be Killed Chords by Spite

[Verse]
                A7             D7   G7
It's kill or be fucking killed yeah ■ 
        D7
Give it up
G D7 C7 G7 Db7 Ab7
■ ■  ■  ■  ■   ■  
Db7 G7 D7 G7
■   ■  ■  ■ 


[Chorus]
D7      G7             Db7              B7      
Yeah Ah exhausted from pathetic fucking tryhards
Cm                   
Disgracing the hustle
           Eb                     
A bunch of narcissistic lookatme's
                          D7     G
False claiming the rulers throne ■
              Gb7                          G          
Do you have a single thing to offer that's not a trend
                     C          
Or that has not been done before
B7               
Another complaint
     B7                
Over saturating my home
             C7              
You had made yourself a sheep
           B7                                
Yeah these fuckers always want to be a victim


[Bridge]
F                                         G7   
■ So come on let's put their blood on the table
                             Bb7               G F7
I would rather lead the pack of fuckin' wolves ■ ■ 
Bb Bb7                                             
■  Weed out the weak let them make our bellies full
     Bb7                      
It's kill or be fuckin' killed


[Chorus]
   Bb7           
No room to inhale
                                Bm   
Leave nothing for you scavenger fucks
         Bm       
I am not flattered
                      Bm      
I am honestly fucking insulted
   Bm      
So fuck off
     Bm                                             
I am king of this jungle and I sentence you to death
                         Bm                
I am leader of this pack and we are hunting
       Bm                          
We are aiming for your fuckin' neck


[Verse]
C G F7                                  
■ ■ ■  Carefully crafted social personas
Bb                                      
■  Do you even know who the fuck you are
G                                               
■ Another no one trying to get a play at my game
                                       C7     
Fuck out of my face you're entitled to nothing


[Chorus]
G7             
People pleasers
    G7     
Ass kissers
    C7      G      
And fucking leeches
        A7         B7        Bm     
Are not welcome in this cult are not
       G         Em        
We are allseeing souleating
G                 
Fearnothing beings
          Em   
Walk with ■  me
G                          
This is the outsider's rise
                          Bm
Let the weak ones all die ■ 


[Outro]