Jail - Kanye West | Guitar Chords | VChords

[Verse 1]
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E
 Take what you want
F#7
   Take everything
A
 Take what you want
E
 Take what you want
                                      F#7
Better that I change my number so you can't explain
A                                      E
Violence in the night, violence in the night
       E
Priors, priors, do you have any product?
F#7
   Well, that one time
               A
I'll be honest, I'll be honest
We all liars
E
 Let it go

[Pre-Chorus (1)]
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E
 I'll be honest, we all liars
F#7
   I'll be honest, we all liars
A
 I'm pulled over and I got priors
E
 Guess we goin' down, guess who's goin' to jail?

[Chorus]
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            E
Guess who's goin' to jail tonight?
F#7
Guess who's goin' to jail tonight?
A
Guess who's goin' to jail tonight?
E
God gon' post my bail tonight

[Verse 2]
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E                                                       F#7
 Don't you curse at mÐµ on text, why you try to hit the flex?
I hold up, likÐµ, "What?"
                            A
I scroll, I scroll up like, "Next"
Guess who's getting 'exed?
      E
Like, next
Guess who's getting 'exed?
                                          F#7
You made a choice that's your bad, single life ain't so bad
But we ain't finna go there
A
Something's off, I'll tell you why
Guess who's goin' to jail tonight?
E
What a grand plan to sell you out
                                 E
I could scream and shout, let it out

[Pre-Chorus (2)]
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I'll be honest, we all liars
F#7
   I'll be honest, we all liars
A
 I'm pulled over and I got priors
E
 Guess we goin' down, guess who's goin' to jail?



[Verse 3]
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E
God in my cell, that's my celly
F#7
Made in the image of God, that's a selfie
A
Pray five times a day, so many felonies
E
Who gon' post my bail? Lord, help me
Hol' up, Donda, I'm with your baby when I touch back road
F#7
Told him, "Stop all of that red cap, we goin' home"
A
Not me with all of these sins, castin' stones
E
This might be the return of The Throne (Throne)
Hova and Yeezus, like Moses and Jesus
    F#7
You are not in control of my thesis
You already know what I think 'bout think pieces
                   A
Before you ask, he already told you who he think he is
Don't try to jail my thoughts and think precents
               E
I can't be controlled with programs and presets
Reset
On my cell, in my cell tonight
Don't have to see you to touch you
F#7
This is what braille look like, it's on sight
A
If they take me to jail, call my girl, tell her send my mail
E
We know what Hell look like
Still, it's a hell of a life, yikes



[Interlude]
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E | F#7 | A | E

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