Tonalità: G minor
Verse 1
Am
Bb
Am
From 1988 till now I've
Bb
worked for niggas
Am
Bb
Only a ninja till I'm ninja
Am
Bb
Am
No stress can't kill nig gas
Bb
Am
Bb
Only a ninja can't kill niggas
Am
Bb
Am
And no boy when I don't
Bb
teach you how to kill niggas
Am
Bb
Lil Rude Boy I've been the man
Am
Bb
Even when I was in the pram
Am
Bb
Way be fore your insta bang
Am
Bb
Furthermore before that instagram
Am
Bb
Just tryna get love
when I'm in Japan
Am
Bb
Eb
I make the girl then sing for man
Am
Bb
Every MC wanna spin the man
Am
Bb
But I kill the sound boy like I'm ninja man
Lil Rude Boy I've been the man
Am
Bb
Even way before Twitter fam
Eb
Am
Bb
Act like you ain't been a fan
Am
Bb
You get a deja vu when I race a man
Am
Bb
I get messy when I lie
and you twist a man
Am
Bb
Eb
Bare lacks on my insta -jam
Am
Bb
Thug life with a spit in the can
Am
Bb
I tell a man sit down,
eat chicken and chips
Eb
Bb
G#
Man I hop for the EP, hop for the radio
Am
Bb
Mind that you don't get boxed
in your rave clothes
Am
Bb
I was on my boss' yacht
after the space show
Am
Bb
Am
Asked Sony if I'd drop the potato
Bb
Am
Bb
How comes, I always hear my name
Eb
Am
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on knock for the radio
Am
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When man ain't never been on
knock for the radio
Am
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Them man are pagans and I got a halo
Am
Bb
Better than me,
Eb
yeah go on and say so
Am
Bb
Cause you ain't dizzy or
we on volcano
Am
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Don't care if you got tacks or cane,
Am
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bro
Am
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On the very first mixtape, man,
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Am
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that man said it's all mine
Am
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7 -0 -6 -0 -7, what a 7 -0 -9
That's 2015, that man is still winning
You man are just fakes,
Eb
them man are just kidding
Bb
Shout out to the man disturbing London,
Am
you know how we living
Bb
Am
Have I got to tell man six times,
Bb
I'm the one, number one,
I'm still winning
Eb
Bb
Am
Lil' Rude Boy, I've been the man
Even when I was in the pram
Bb
Am
Way be fore your Instabank,
Bb
Am
Bb
fur thermore before that Instagram
Eb
Bb
Am
Just tryna get love when I'm in Japan
Bb
Am
Bb
I make the girl them sing for, man
Am
Every MC wanna spin the man,
Bb
but I kill the sound boy like I'm Ninja
Am
Bb
Yeah, look rude boy, I've been the man
Am
Bb
The final boss, yeah I've been him too
Eb
Bb
Favourite MC, yeah I spin him too
It's me, your bredrins,
let's see them too
Am
Bb
The next step, make my own crepe
Am
Bb
Eb
Not the crepe that you eat,
Bb
the crepes on your feet
A train set C,
that means nobody can
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crepe ship me
G#
Oh please,
Am
Bb
Eb
man ripped up the D's and C's
Am
Bb
In my black hoodie and my off -white tee
Am
Bb
With my black gums and my
off -white teeth
Am
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Trust V -Gang,
I don't chat about beef
Am
Bb
Cause I know beef is bullet,
Eb
I'm not a cheat
Am
Bb
Trust If I catch man moving backwards
Am
Bb
Punch man in all of his shackles
Am
Bb
Yeah, sorry, I don't rehearse
Am
Bb
Eb
Front soundcheck, it only gets worse
Am
Bb
Man don't care, end up in a huss
If you don't reload, gigs is versed
Am
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Good guy, but I'm not a saint
Am
Bb
Thought I was coming off stage,
Eb
but I ain't, no
Am
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Them two girls at the front gonna faint
Am
Bb
Set gets can celled, still get saved
Fraggle
Everyone's got ideas
G#
Bb
Eb
Force them on me, it will end in tears
Fraggle
Bb
Everyone's trying to get to the
top of the stairs
But it's blessed down here
Eb
Fraggle
Bb
Fuck am I meant to do, blud?
Eb
Spitting from 2002, blud?
Am
Bb
Am
Trap scene, integrity, if it's not me,
Bb
Yeah, fuck them, who, blud?
Eb
Bb
Am
Lil' Rude Boy, I've been the man
Even when I was in the pram
Bb
Am
Bb
Way before your Insta -Bam
Am
Bb
Furthermore, before that Insta -Blam
Eb
Bb
Am
I'm just tryna get love when I'm in Japan
Bb
Am
Bb
I make the girl then sing for man
Am
Bb
Every MC wanna spin the man
Am
Bb
But I kill a sound boy like a ninja man
Am
Bb
Yeah, I've been the girl
Am
Bb
Same chick make your Mr. 12
Eb
Am
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I ain't talking bout
a jewellery shop hit
Am
Bb
When I say he won't let the pro
Am
Bb
And I heard them girls been taking shit
Am
Bb
Your track sounds like
Eb
a hit and miss
Am
Bb
You're MC but why would I
Am
make a diss?
Bb
Fuck the track, I'll spin your whip
Eb
Bb
Eb
Love chat when they're online,
G#
Am
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real life, cool fine
Eb
Bb
I'm pretty looking like
I'm from Ice City
Am
Bb
But I'll scrap, I ain't got a knife
Am
Bb
So just fall back,
Am
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take time, I spit crack
Eb
Am
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Sniff lines that walk uncut
Leave your mind fucked, I'm en route
But you missed a sign,
Am
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I'm en route to the money
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Yardie man say I'm tonny,
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Eb
back but I can't be bummy
Am
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Shit ain't funny,
I been out there till it's sunny
Tryna get a bit of jelly from my mummy
Am
Bb
Tell a man be easy,
Am
don't wanna touch me, tease me
Bb
You little niggas can't please me,
Am
Bb
man, am I sleazy?
Am
You need to go to the GP,
Bb
about your twerking, please me
Eb
Bb
I tell a man just did it,
better not bring it to life if I said it
You know you ain't fucking with us,
so don't beg it
Anytime I spit, I deliver, I'm so fittest
Eb
I've had enough,
Bb
in my hood, we never had much
Bb
We've been grabbed to fill up my cup,
Eb
Bb
so tell me what's up
Like a bandage, we in the cup
Eb
Why you busy, stuck in the mud?
Bb
Am
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Am
Am
Am
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We're number one team, yeah, yeah, yeah
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