Susi: E minor
Intro 1
Em
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Em
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Verse 1
Em
If it wasn't for this rap shit,
I wouldn't have jet shit
And I still don't got much but
Em
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Em
Homegrown pioneer getting nothing
but greed from the machine
F
But somehow getting by in this
Em
UK where we are survivalist
F
Top of top of the list, for the way I persist
Em
With them visionary inklings,
contracts we inking
That's the old blighter,
big enough blighty
Seen a few slights,
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so I guess that I'm slightly
Em
The least unlikely to be
where the mic be
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Em
Beggin' you please, to hear my plea
More time with your school,
more time with deadly
Swing along, sing along and
shun the shaggy
Bittersweet medley,
deep from my epitome
Yours truly, maneuver to the
MC
None but my shirt, my shoes,
my toothbrush
Levels of what we say,
who's that crush?
None but my shirt, my shoes,
my toothbrush
The rules of what we say, who's that girl?
She said next time, we groove and we slide
we groove and we slide
We groove and we slide
The
M -A -N, the
U -V -A
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Move and improve in mysterious ways
Em
I could never wait for a scene to bust
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I flex, more lean, more devious
there ain't no trust
From my mick a half penny
F
Em
and you hate my guts
DJ
Diddley,
NMC
Squad,
Busker
Hip
F
Em
Hop getting pennies in a pot
B
Em
Nothing progresses if we all divided,
F
Em
I can brag on most about the things that I did
F
Em
You so -called figureheads, you self -appointed,
you represent the body but you all misjointed
You's all know that the talk is cheap,
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it's all about the action, action run deep
B
Em
Ain't much willing to do the hard draft,
smittle be the kicking in your bumble wraps, it's like
Nothin' but my shirt, my shoes,
my toothbrush
Gloves on, won't be seen,
who's that cuff?
Nothin' but my shirt, my shoes,
my toothbrush
Gloves on, be seen, who's that cuff?
Tis at that time, we groove and we slide
F
Em
We groove and we slide
Tis at that time, we groove and we slide
We groove and we slide
Goodness gracious, we ever so spacious
F
Em
We most tenacious, we never givin' in
We the boom, we the brim,
the old and new thing
I put you down for my people with niche
Sleep for dinner and no frills on they dish
I'm avant -garde,
I'm barred from the façade
G
Em
I'm lodged in my own backyard,
media darling
F
Em
Snarling, as I count the farthings
My daddy might shoot me,
you calling me
Marvin?
F
There's a doornail with a bag of dat tapes
Em
Fake my own death, just to get papes
The boobie monster,
F
Em
sucking from the titty line
Nothing but my shirt, my shoes,
my toothbrush
Nobles on board, we say,
who's that creep?
Nothing but my shirt,
my shoes, my toothbrush
No rules on what we say,
who's that crush?
Tis at that time, we groove and we slide
We groove and we slide
Tis at that time, we groove and we slide
We groove and we slide
Nothin' but my shirt,
my shoes, my toothbrush
No rules on what we say,
who's that crush?
Nothin' but my shirt,
my shoes, my toothbrush
No rules on what we say,
who's that crush?
Tis at that time, we groove and we slide
We groove and we slide
It's endless life, we go endless life,
Em
Another chapter in the unfolding
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Em
G
Em
Random, spe cific
This decade, the next decade and
furthermore many decades
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Overtime, inside time, outside time
Em
Never down the line but on the line
Never told a line
We're finding ourself
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Em
Jump
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Em
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Em
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Em
Give me that water
Give me that water
you
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