Neva Mend

Nokturnl

Tom:
Afinação:
BASS INTRO: (pretty close I think. play fast.)
E|-----------------------------------------------------------------| 
B|-----------------------------------------------------------------| 
G|-------------------------1---------------------------------------| 
D|-3/5-5-5-5-5-3/5-5-5-3-5---5-3-5-3/5-5-5-5-5-3/5-5-5-3-5-3-0-0-3-| 

maybe up an octave or two, don't have a bass so I can't check the 
tonality

VERSE:
E|--------------------| 
B|--------------------| 
G|--------------------| 
D|-3-5-5--3-5-5--3-5--| 
A|-3-5-5--3-5-5--3-5--| 
E|-3-5-5--3-5-5--3-5--| 

CHORUS:
E|----------------------| 
B|----------------------| 
G|----------------------| 
D|-3-5-3-5-3-5-3-5------| 
A|-3-5-3-5-3-5-3-5------| 
E|-3-5-3-5-3-5-3-5------| 

                   yeah!

LEAD:
e|-16^^^^^^^-|

E|-----------| 
B|-----------| 
G|-----------| 
D|-----------| 
A|-----------| 
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OTHER BIT:
E|-----------------------------------------------------------------| 
B|-----------------------------------------------------------------| 
G|-----------------------------------------------------------------| 
D|-----------------------------------------------------------------| 
A|-------------------------1---------------------------------------| 
E|-3-5-5-5-5-5-3-5-5-5-3-5---5-3-5-3-5-5-5-5-5-3-5-5-5-3-5-3-0-0-3-| 
pm . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .   

LYRICS!!!
I was a deth man degenerate
Some saw me as a fool just a menace and-
If I ever broke the law it was heaven sent,
In the habit of sayin' some shit I never meant,
Now it's time for you to see that when-
I speak- I'm real- I feel- I can never forget;
What is it that made me this way how I'm today,
And why it is this heavy music I play,

Now I'm a menace to tha heaven sent,
I break the fools and degenerates,
You're a deth man with a master plan,
If you can-can, come to my land we can get it on man,
You needn't think you can pull one over me,
I'm a tough, smart, heavy brotha in tha industry,
I got no grounds for beatin' around the bush,
You push - I push back and I hit with power see!!!!!

This is a message that will never end,
This is a soul that will never mend,
I got the fever - you're the reliever,
I'm off the meter - you're just a bleeder.
In this land there's a race that time forgot,
And for the land - in  this time the race was shot,
Under-estimation, no conciliation,
Got to be blatant, speaking to the nation!!
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