96 Fuckries

(início)

*   Am
    Oh please
                                   Em
I couldn’t care about your T’s and C’s
    *                 C
I’m J to the M to the E
                      G
Make G R I M E to the E, oh oh
           Am
I make you bop your head to the beat
             C                F
From the S, W to the N to the E
      Am
Bare MC’s thought they could swim with the sharks
          G               *
'til they entered the sea, oh, oh, oh
Em     Am
 Big up N to the G
C                  Em
Footsie, D to the E to the E
C
I show bare love like I did an E
G
Been like this since I entered the scene
   Am        G
Yeah Grime, I rep to the T
C
14, yeah I kept to the beat
Em
If you want a Bad Boy Remix
             G
then just give me or
      Em         Am
Skepta the P, safe
[CHORUS]:
Am
You hype too much
C
But I don’t see you fight too much
Em
That’s why you’re not liked too much
G
You’ve been snorting white too much
Am
You swear on your life too much
Em
Careful or you might die too much
C
Bare MCs just lie too much
G
If not then they say like too much
Em
Oh, oh, oh
Am                      C
Easy peasy similes used frequently
*pause*
Really gets on my nerves
Am                          C
Reason JME’s lyrically sick recently
*pause*
I don’t pet with my words
Am
Juju man, voodoo do’er
Em
Mike Lowery any YouTube viewer
C
Original dead girlfriend slewer
G
So I don’t care what you do to her
Em
Stop chatting shit, poo poo chewer
C
“Came from the gutter”, “came from the sewer”
*
Any man that chats poop I will
              G
Take out your eyeball with a bamboo skewer
[CHORUS]:
Am
You hype too much
C
But I don’t see you fight too much
Em
That’s why you’re not liked too much
G
You’ve been snorting white too much
Am
You swear on your life too much
Em
Careful or you might die too much
C
Bare MCs just lie too much
G
If not then they say like too much
Em
Oh, oh, oh
Am
I ain’t  a killer but a DPMO
C
Run up on guys with the green leaf camo’
G                    Am
Bad boy Eleven Paris leather jacket
G
Fall back, it’s not the CP, famo
Am
See my red lips on your TV channel
F
Bare MCs wanna be me
       C
I know you will never be like JME
G
I told you on my last CD, rago
Am
I had a Durag  straight at birth
C
God send me here to make shit worse
*pause*
Nobody wants a punch in the face
                    G
‘Cause when you get punched in the face, it hurts
Am
I’m so raw in a rave
C                   Em
JME encore on stage, If you stick 14 and 8
G
I will leave the dance floor in a state
Am
    You’re not lord of the place
C                                       G
You jacked couple guys before with your mates
C                                              G
You’re not a bad man ‘coz you robbed someone, fam
G
You’re just poor and brave
Am     Em
Beef? Slam doors in your face
F                    E
Uppercut leave your jaw in a brace
C                     Em
Man will draw for the Hadak- dak- duken
G
Leave you on the floor snoring away
Am
MCs think they’re  raising in the bar
   Em
By spitting on fourteen genres a day
C
Safe, raising the bar makes it easier
For me to score anyway
[CHORUS]:
Am
You hype too much
C
But I don’t see you fight too much
Em
That’s why you’re not liked too much
G
You’ve been snorting white too much
Am
You swear on your life too much
Em
Careful or you might die too much
C
Bare MCs just lie too much
G
If not then they say like too much
Em
Oh, oh, oh