Аккорды Jim Jones - State Of The Union

The backtrack to Marc Scibilia's vocal below can be used to back the rap if you think you can cover both.
Here's the link to the track: 
It's by ear without capo. Some of the words change but they're not as important as the progression & rhythm.
A backing choir sings notes behind the rap I haven't pinned down but the Scibilia backtrack is a useful start.
Would love to see someone add in more filler notes/improv.

[Intro]
C#    B C#    C# B  C#    D# E  F#    B  B      
Shine a light on my feet, Lord, watch my step. 

B       F#    B  C#  B    E      E  C# C#
There's ghosts in my head, ghosts in my head.

[Body] 
C#    B C#    C# B  C#    D# E  F#    B  B 
I think my critics need to hear this
B       F#    B  C#  B    E      E  C# C#
Or anyone who doubts my political awareness
C#    B C#    C# B  C#    D# E  F#    B  B 
I'm what you call a democratic with an automatic
B       F#    B  C#  B    E      E  C# C#
A rebel and a bezel when I just ordered the Patek
C#    B C#    C# B  C#    D# E  F#    B  B 
You could build a wall as tall as the sky (to the moon)
B       F#    B  C#  B    E      E  C# C#
We all know the coke still gon' fall from the sky
C#    B C#    C# B  C#    D# E  F#    B  B 
Papi had a room with a wall full of pies
B       F#    B  C#  B    E      E  C# C#
This is America, baby, where we fall for the lies (impeach the president)
C#    B C#    C# B  C#    D# E  F#    B  B 
We never had much, but we had us (uh-uh)
B       F#    B  C#  B    E      E  C# C#
And even when the bills didn't add up
C#    B C#    C# B  C#    D# E  F#    B  B 
We cooked up coke and it was crills that we bagged up
B       F#    B  C#  B    E      E  C# C#
We sold in broad day and police still didn't bag us
C#    B C#    C# B  C#    D# E  F#    B  B 
I be ready to kill one of you MAGA's (fuckers)
B       F#    B  C#  B    E      E  C# C#
Shit, I'm throwin' shots, man, you still throwin' daggers
C#    B C#    C# B  C#    D# E  F#    B  B 
And my thoughts on the legalization
B       F#    B  C#  B    E      E  C# C#
And they tryna turn weed into a legal libation
C#    B C#    C# B  C#    D# E  F#    B  B 
Why won't they legalize Haitians? (sak pasé?)
B       F#    B  C#  B    E      E  C# C#
And throw on the Cubans too
C#    B C#    C# B  C#    D# E  F#    B  B 
I told my jeweler he could throw on a Cuban too
B       F#    B  C#  B    E      E  C# C#
Or bust down a Rollie, it's frozen at two to two (west side)
C#    B C#    C# B  C#    D# E  F#    B  B 
I took a private jet and you know where I flew the crew (LA)
B       F#    B  C#  B    E      E  C# C#
Them coconut drinks that come with umbrellas in 'em
C#    B C#    C# B  C#    D# E  F#    B  B 
In the rain, we buy Rolls' that come with umbrellas in 'em (facts)
B       F#    B  C#  B    E      E  C# C#
The transition, baby, that was the hardest part
C#    B C#    C# B  C#    D# E  F#    B  B 
Police pulled me over and they still ripped my car apart (don't shoot)
B       F#    B  C#  B    E      E  C# C#
So, I ain't got to kneel just to stand with you (uh-uh)
C#    B C#    C# B  C#    D# E  F#    B  B 
I was really in the field with them hand pistols (facts)
B       F#    B  C#  B    E      E  C# C#
I was really throwin' bullets like the cap, huh, cap, huh
C#    B C#    C# B  C#    D# E  F#    B  B 
(Nigga fuck around and get clapped)
B       F#    B  
I mean, uh

[Body]
C#    B C#    C# B  C#    D# E  F#    B  B      
Shine a light on my feet, Lord, watch my step. 

B       F#    B  C#  B    E      E  C# C#
There's ghosts in my head, ghosts in my head.

C#    B C#    C# B  C#    D# E  F#    B  B      
Shine a light on my feet, Lord, watch my step. 

B       F#    B  C#  B    E      E  C# C#
There's ghosts in my head, ghosts in my head.

[Body]
C#    B C#    C# B  C#    D# E  F#    B  B      
Pushin' Phantoms, so they feel I'm preachin' propaganda
B       F#    B  C#  B    E      E  C# C#
Say a prayer for my niggas or we light a candle
C#    B C#    C# B  C#    D# E  F#    B  B      
All the squares in your circle, time to change the channel
B       F#    B  C#  B    E      E  C# C#
Or unplug the television 'cause this shit is mental (huh)
C#    B C#    C# B  C#    D# E  F#    B  B      
My sneakers Chanel, Grim Reaper for real
B       F#    B  C#  B    E      E  C# C#
I get beats from Pharrell, you should see how I live
C#    B C#    C# B  C#    D# E  F#    B  B      
Kids in Montessori school, logos in the pool
B       F#    B  C#  B    E      E  C# C#
I done put in all my work, no longer holding tools
C#    B C#    C# B  C#    D# E  F#    B  B      
Look into my eyes, you can see the murders
B       F#    B  C#  B    E      E  C# C#
Smell the kilos on me, now we flippin' burgers
C#    B C#    C# B  C#    D# E  F#    B  B      
Ride through the ghetto, look for shit to purchase
B       F#    B  C#  B    E      E  C# C#
Do it for the fam, don't forget your purpose
C#    B C#    C# B  C#    D# E  F#    B  B      
When you sellin' grams, then you just a merchant, nigga
B       F#    B  C#  B    E      E  C# C#
When you sellin' grams, then you just a merchant
C#    B C#    C# B  C#    D# E  F#    B  B      
Eyes open wide, slither with a serpent (woo)
B       F#    B  C#  B    E      E  C# C#
Closed casket meaning God, close the curtains (this ghost in my head)
C#    B C#    C# B  C#    D# E  F#    B  B      
Meaning God, close the curtains (this ghost in my head)
B       F#    B  C#  B    E      E  C# C#
Meaning God, close the curtains (this ghost in my head)
C#    B C#    C# B  C#    D# E  F#    B  B      
God, close the curtains (ghost in my head)
B       F#    B  
Oh Lord