Key: E minor
Intro 1
Em
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Em
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Verse 1
I wouldn't have jet shit
And I still don't got much but
Em
G
Em
Homegrown pioneer getting nothing
but greed from the machine
F
Top of top of the list, for the way I persist
contracts we inking
That's the old blighter,
big enough blighty
Seen a few slights,
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Em
F
so I guess that I'm slightly
where the mic be
F
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
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
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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,
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
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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?
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,
F
Em
G
Em
Random, spe cific
This decade, the next decade and
furthermore many decades
Never told a line
We're finding ourself
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Em
Jump
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Em
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Em
F
Em
Give me that water
Give me that water
you
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