Tonalità: C minor
Verse 1
C
Bm
F#m
Bm
F#m
Alright
let’s get it
F#
I’m that bloody guy that’s right I said it
F#m
And I’ve got good cred it
I ain’t got no soul if I did have a
soul I’ll probably sell it
F#
F#m
I’ll snatch your soul rip
it and shred it
Don’t copy edit
A
Bm
You catch my flow but you don’t get it
Cos Maybe your slow and pathetic
F#m
So we may as well dead it
F#
F#m
I ain’t got no time for the
too- ing and frowing
Im too- ing and frowing but
where am I going
F#
F#m
I’m going all out not Dippin my toe in
I ain’t writing no speech I
ain’t writing no poem
F#
Gotta write my will
F#m
I wanna vibe and chill
A
Bm
I was sitting on tag had to ride still
Fight for my yutes pay all the bills
F#m
F#
F#m
And it almost killed me how does it feel now
I’m over the hill and these pricks don’t feel me
F#
Tell me I’m guilty wicked and filthy
F#m
Put in the work nobody built me
I’ll rise from the dead
Slap myself then hang myself if I ever let one
A
F#m
Bm
F#m
of you pussyoles kill me
Bm
I’m Best there is there was
and ever will be
F#
F#m
And I’m still me
Rich nigga I don’t wear no trilby
F#
F#m
You could roll with a diamond tip and
still you still couldn’t drill me
My bars are hard the deliveries silky
How many times did I let let milk me
A
Bm
How many times have I gotta keep telling
B
Bm
these dozy pricks I ain’t feelings
F#m
F#
F#m
Their in my DM’s all In their feelings
Am to PM what is the meaning
F#
Crying and screaming
F#m
All on the twitter why you so bitter
Somebody get this
dickhead a snicker
Somebody get this Nigga some liquor
A
Either he’s sick or he’s testing his ticker
Bm
Tell him I’m lit I’m too busy to bicker
Look how I’m bopping all skippy
F#m
F#
F#m
and chipper
Come like butter wouldn’t melt
Your not a nutter you’re a
F#
F#m
melt
Couldn’t give a fuck
how you felt
Gucci buckle on my belt
I don’t cry I just play
with the cards I’m dealt
A
F#m
Bm
And I’d rather par with myself
Slip past in the car all stealth
F#m
And we all know health is wealth
But I feel like wealth is health
F#
F#m
I hope all my enemies die
You can Save that love thy enemy
shit for somebody else
Hope everything bad in the world just happens
Bm
to you and nobody else
F#m
Bm
That’s dread don’t mind what I said
F#m
No one’s dead I’m just
F#
F#m
pulling your leg
It’s all in your head
F#
Maybe instead of just being a beg
F#m
We could just put it to bed
Shut up and show me the bread
I am not easily lead
A
C
But Blood is so easily shed
Bm
F#m
How many rappers gotta die this year
Bm
F#m
How many bullshit RIP’s and
F#
F#m
crocodile tears
Everyone want’s that gangster
F#
F#m
shits in the atmosphere
You can feel when a gangsters near
Oh dear oh dear
How did he kill that boy and
A
keep his conscience clear
Bm
F#m
We’re all living constant fear
B
Bm
F#m
Cost of living Energy crisis
petrol prices
How can I possibly pay for my vices
F#m
Gotta stay positive that’s my ad vice
I got a license to be advising
I’m just thriving I ain’t surviving
No compromising
A
Can’t be afraid to get your feet wet
Bm
Gotta just dive in
B
Bm
I could provide you with a good time
F#m
F#m
Or I could provide you with a good hiding
Look how they’re moving like Jo Biden
F#m
Like they forgot I’m that guy
Who kicked down the doors
and let em inside
Fuck your top 3 fuck your top 5
I’m G O A T dead or alive
Bm
You know the vibes
You know the score
B
Bm
I’m so bored
Encore
We’ve bin here before
F#m
20 years deep
They’ll be 20 years more im
Outro 1
sure
F#m
Bm
F#m
Bm
F#m
Ti è piaciuto il brano?
AccordatoreE A D G B E
AccordiC Bm F#m F# A...
Altri brani di Dizzee Rascal
Scopri altri brani e i relativi accordi
Brani correlati
Scopri altri brani e i relativi accordi
4.9
Accordi popolari a livello globale
Accordi e tablature più suonati dagli utenti
Aggiunti di recente
Accordi e tablature aggiunti di recente