Something in the Water chords by Devlin, Syer B

SimplifiedBm · C · Am · B · Em

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Intro 1

Tell them when

Verse 1
the devil in attack and troll
C 
Mic check one, are you ready?
Here we go
Bm 
Old school when I get in tune
C 
With the vocal, I'm loco,
Bm 
I roll these rolls on my own
I'm a hitchhiker, I'll act like I like it
C 
When slip, you're asleep
Bm 
and dabbing your thighs up
Then buckle my seat
C 
and see where the seasons winds up
I ain't gonna die for no lock
Bm 
on my time's up
C 
More never, words reserved
then my songs are forever
Bm 
You don't really wanna come
and dance with the devil
C 
You must have a lot of bollocks
like Caitlyn Jenner
Bm 
When I make it rain,
I'll shut down bookies
C 
Ain't no better, take this letter
Bm 
And read what you will when to
C 
What you see when you feel
When it's late and
you're fed up
Bm 
I'm diligent, I'm all to the point
C 
Militant, killin' up,
there's no equivalent
Bm 
Cause I'm different,
always had the intelligence
C 
To kill him with, so this was imminent
Am 
Bm 
Cause I'm a lyricist,
who stay resilient
C 
You're ignorant, you don't know me,
you're prejudiced
Am 
Bm 
I'm staying put like an immigrant,
stay in my testament
C 
They tried testing me,
they got left with the rest of them
Bm 
You're a pessimist,
C 
expecting them all to pass excellence
Bm 
I'm a perfectionist,
C 
digesting the best of this
And the rest is excrement
Bm 
It's evident that I'm blessed
with a definite element
C 
To tell em with, get out of my settlement
Bm 
Or just step on em, make em irrelevant
C 
If you saw my development,
I'd still be the head of em
Bm 
I put a spanner in the works
B 
when I ran up with a verse
C 
So da da, casted a shadow on the earth
Bm 
Observe,
tell off any yellow -bellied nerds
C 
You better be alert if
you wanna get absurd
Bm 
Full tank of the energy reserve
C 
Every night is a battle,
let the enemy emerge
Bm 
See a light so bright
that your retina is burnt
C 
And a flashlight blind
Am 
C 
for the better of the worst
Bm 
If you ask me, it's likely best
C 
I'm gonna be by my side
When I'm highly vexed,
Bm 
I'm gonna breathe on a mic
C 
When I might be next your MC's,
I ain't nothing but a guy I call devs
Bm 
No  gimmicks, run around the ends
C 
with my fucked up friends
And I write a few lyrics,
Bm 
C 
some I get love for, some I get critics
Jump back in the field you little crickets
Bm 
In  cisions I made while I reach for the blade,
C 
I'm insane
Bm 
I might start writing up the game in the anuses
C 
I keep claiming a dangerous plague,
a genie by a stain
Am 
Bm 
I'm an apron, aim at you you shit fools
On the pavement,
C 
me and James like pit bulls
Bm 
In a cage, had to  rearrange
my deranged little brain
C 
And maintain some whole
next level of pain
Bm 
Get back in the cage you little chicken,
C 
like Cobain
All of your brain have gone missing,
Bm 
I'm propane spitting off
flaming coal kitchens
C 
Bm 
Nowhere you can attain the same lyrics
Jump back in your swamp, you little frog
C 
When I  roll on you,
Bm 
whole mob will get taunt
Start takin' that lunch from these chumps
C 
You get clumped, eatin' off me,
Bm 
you get crumped
C 
There's something in the waters
Em 
Bm 
over here
C 
There's something in the waters
Em 
Bm 
over here
There's something in
C 
Em 
the waters over here
Bm 
C 
Left to rot upon this city's borders
all these years
Bm 
No floamin', you couldn't be cold
C 
I'm not chillin', no bloat,
could've ended me
Em 
Bm 
No pun, no rhythm, no hope for the enemy
C 
No pun, not villainy, you know
Bm 
Still spittin' like diarrhea shittin'
When I'm firin' rapidly,
C 
no M16 can be firin' back at me
Em 
Bm 
I just won't die, I'm on a hike like miters
on Halloween night
Am 
C 
Ain't gonna be a vibe, I can guarantee
Bm 
When it's done and it's dead,
C 
I'll make some of your devs
Bm 
There ain't many that I'm runnin'
against in this mess
C 
Left to be cleared by who,
no less than the one of them left
Bm 
That makes sense in his text
C 
More flows in one bar
Bm 
than if anybody here did a century of sets
C 
Bag none, roll hard, low sidebars,
Bm 
bring death to these pets
C 
It's like a beef of bars and I'm a  barson
I run up in your apartment,
Bm 
wearin' a mask like a Martian
C 
Whack my arse on your garment,
Bm 
so I might find it alarming
If it aren't sin,
C 
I'll drag her down to the carpet
Bm 
Staple her arm to her armpit
C 
And if they ask how the mark did
What the royal site are marching
Bm 
They should never let me  restart this
C 
I got the ball and I ain't passing
Bm 
Fuck asking I   came in
and everyone went harder
C 
Bridger is hard as an after sex hard -on
Bm 
All soft when you borrow
C 
I'm on top on a barge
An orthodox marksman of arson
Bm 
We  are dangerous artists
C 
Can never be fated for them
We are blatantly laughing
Bm 
C 
There's something in the
Bm 
waters over here
C 
There's something in the
Em 
waters over here
Bm 
There's something in
C 
Em 
the waters over here
Bm 
C 
Left her up upon this city's borders
Bm 
Em 
Bm 
all these years
Em 
Bm 
Em 
Bm 
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