Biography:
Smosh is an internet comedy duo consisting of Ian Andrew Hecox (born November 30, 1987) and Anthony Padilla (born September 16, 1987). Smosh was founded in 2002 in Sacramento, California but their YouTube-career started in 2005. Ever since the song "We're Gangstaz" Anthony and Ian have continued in making music along with videos posted on YouTube and smosh.com or youtube.com/Smosh.
Smosh music is available for download on their website at www.smosh.com/videos or on their music Myspace page at www.myspace.com/officialsmoshmusic.
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Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
[Chorus]
Am C G
How many fools can I kill today?
D Am
Too many to count, don't get in my way
C G
I shoot a mofo in the throat with my bow
D
Tomahawk chop is my death blow
[Verse]
F
Freedom fightin' machine, big-ass hatchet in hand
Dm
Why'd you have to kill my bros? I'm-a slash your face, man
Am
I'm a very skilled assassin killin' dudes in ones and twos
Blood flowin' like a river, need a box of tissues
F
When I'm huntin', I be stuntin', you can never find me
Dm
In the bushes, in the hay stacks, in your mother's laundry
Am
Watch me comin', free runnin', up the walls like a boss
What you lookin' at, bitch? Taste my tomahawk chop!
[Chorus]
Am C G
How many fools can I kill today?
D Am
Too many to count, don't get in my way
C G
I shoot a mofo in the throat with my bow
D
Tomahawk chop is my death blow
[Chorus]
Am C G
How many fools can I kill today?
D Am
Too many to count, don't get in my way
C G
I shoot a mofo in the throat with my bow
D
Tomahawk chop is my death blow
Am
Tomahawk, Tomahawk
To-To-Tomahawk, Tomahawk
Tomahawk
Tomahawk, Tomahawk Tomahawk, To-To-Tomahawk
[Verse]
F
From Boston to NY, always up to no good
Dm
Don't know how I can see out this big-ass hood
Am
Walkin' through the crowds touchin' you on the back
Using my hidden blade for a secret attack
F
Jumpin' off of giant buildings like I was a super man
Dm
Use your momma as a meat shield every time that I can
Am
Take a break from the war to hunt for some meat
(no guitar)
What? A man's gotta eat...
[Chorus]
Am C G
How many fools can I kill today?
D Am
Too many to count, don't get in my way
C G
I shoot a mofo in the throat with my bow
D
Tomahawk chop is my death blow
[Chorus]
Am C G
How many fools can I kill today?
D Am
Too many to count, don't get in my way
C G
I shoot a mofo in the throat with my bow
D
Tomahawk chop is my death blow
Am
Tomahawk, Tomahawk. To-To-Tomahawk, Tomahawk
Tomahawk
Tomahawk, Tomahawk
Tomahawk, To-To-Tomahawk
[Verse]
Am
Up first in the verse feel the clack of wooden teeth
G
Bread and butter, lift the covers and you'll find the fu**in' heat
F
Revolution I lead, with the world I got beef
E7
I dig my wigs powdered, wear boxers- I don't wear briefs
Am
You can't step up to me and my gang
G
Horse and carriage, drive bys, bullet in the chamb'
F
Ridin' over your clique like the Delaware, son
E7
I'll get my face on that dollar before this sh*t's done
[Chorus]
Am C G
How many fools can I kill today?
D Am
Too many to count, don't get in my way
C G
I shoot a mofo in the throat with my bow
D
Tomahawk chop is my death blow
[Chorus/Outro]
C G
How many fools can I kill today?
D Am
Too many to count, don't get in my way
C G
I shoot a mofo in the throat with my bow
D
Tomahawk chop is my death blow
Am
Tomahawk, Tomahawk
To-To-Tomahawk, Tomahawk
Tomahawk
Tomahawk, Tomahawk
Tomahawk, To-To-Tomahawk
Am C G
How many fools can I kill today?
D Am
Too many to count, don't get in my way
C G
I shoot a mofo in the throat with my bow
D
Tomahawk chop is my death blow
[Verse]
F
Freedom fightin' machine, big-ass hatchet in hand
Dm
Why'd you have to kill my bros? I'm-a slash your face, man
Am
I'm a very skilled assassin killin' dudes in ones and twos
Blood flowin' like a river, need a box of tissues
F
When I'm huntin', I be stuntin', you can never find me
Dm
In the bushes, in the hay stacks, in your mother's laundry
Am
Watch me comin', free runnin', up the walls like a boss
What you lookin' at, bitch? Taste my tomahawk chop!
[Chorus]
Am C G
How many fools can I kill today?
D Am
Too many to count, don't get in my way
C G
I shoot a mofo in the throat with my bow
D
Tomahawk chop is my death blow
[Chorus]
Am C G
How many fools can I kill today?
D Am
Too many to count, don't get in my way
C G
I shoot a mofo in the throat with my bow
D
Tomahawk chop is my death blow
Am
Tomahawk, Tomahawk
To-To-Tomahawk, Tomahawk
Tomahawk
Tomahawk, Tomahawk Tomahawk, To-To-Tomahawk
[Verse]
F
From Boston to NY, always up to no good
Dm
Don't know how I can see out this big-ass hood
Am
Walkin' through the crowds touchin' you on the back
Using my hidden blade for a secret attack
F
Jumpin' off of giant buildings like I was a super man
Dm
Use your momma as a meat shield every time that I can
Am
Take a break from the war to hunt for some meat
(no guitar)
What? A man's gotta eat...
[Chorus]
Am C G
How many fools can I kill today?
D Am
Too many to count, don't get in my way
C G
I shoot a mofo in the throat with my bow
D
Tomahawk chop is my death blow
[Chorus]
Am C G
How many fools can I kill today?
D Am
Too many to count, don't get in my way
C G
I shoot a mofo in the throat with my bow
D
Tomahawk chop is my death blow
Am
Tomahawk, Tomahawk. To-To-Tomahawk, Tomahawk
Tomahawk
Tomahawk, Tomahawk
Tomahawk, To-To-Tomahawk
[Verse]
Am
Up first in the verse feel the clack of wooden teeth
G
Bread and butter, lift the covers and you'll find the fu**in' heat
F
Revolution I lead, with the world I got beef
E7
I dig my wigs powdered, wear boxers- I don't wear briefs
Am
You can't step up to me and my gang
G
Horse and carriage, drive bys, bullet in the chamb'
F
Ridin' over your clique like the Delaware, son
E7
I'll get my face on that dollar before this sh*t's done
[Chorus]
Am C G
How many fools can I kill today?
D Am
Too many to count, don't get in my way
C G
I shoot a mofo in the throat with my bow
D
Tomahawk chop is my death blow
[Chorus/Outro]
C G
How many fools can I kill today?
D Am
Too many to count, don't get in my way
C G
I shoot a mofo in the throat with my bow
D
Tomahawk chop is my death blow
Am
Tomahawk, Tomahawk
To-To-Tomahawk, Tomahawk
Tomahawk
Tomahawk, Tomahawk
Tomahawk, To-To-Tomahawk
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