Funked Up Akkorde von
Linguistics
Linguistics

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Tonart: A minor
Verse 1
G#m
G#m
Check
Hello, yeah, guess who's back?
Drunk as fuck again
so I can barely spit a rap
E
E
And when I'm sober
I'm nice, a girl's best friend
D#
D#
Then my head switches to fuck it
I can get spent
G#m
G#m
And this really ain't the real me,
don't mistake me for being sober
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F#
Just cause I can still speak
E
E
and don't try and reason
with me, nah
I'm far past that I'll ask
for a sip of your drink
G#m
G#m
but never pass back,
past that I've got a bad attitude,
I've got skill and enough
A couple things that you haven't do
E
E
Beating me's like trying
to win a race
You start backwards
I'm unbreakable, bitch,
you can't hack this
G#m
G#m
You might think I'm arrogant, I'm not
I am not, on your planet,
on your planet, I am not
E
E
I tripped on your missus,
how I managed, I forgot I was pissed
and somehow my hand
F#m
F#m
G#m
G#m
has landed up a dot
It's like my mind's been hijacked
I can feel signals shooting
E
E
through my synapse
D#
D#
I'll return on the next day
G#m
G#m
E
E
Same shit, different weekends,
D#
D#
G#m
G#m
what my friends say
It's like my mind's been hijacked
Fuckin' feel signals shootin'
through my synapse
Bye bye
E
E
G#m
G#m
I'll re turn on the next day
F#
F#
Same shit, different weekends
G#m
G#m
What my friends say?
Wake up shit
What did I do last night?
Friends sayin' I should take it slow
I'll just laugh like
E
E
Never been the type to drink
by the half pint
Can't find anything I had at the start
G#m
G#m
My wallet's missing and I got a vision
Of this boy that's witchin'
Sayin' I was with his missus
I can see his fist twitchin'
E
E
But I'm not about that business
Headin' out the door
But first I'm nickin' all the liquor
F#
F#
G#m
G#m
From that little dick in his kitchen
Bitchin' something that
I don't take part in
More than a couple times
I've passed out in gardens
E
E
Hi mum, it's the new me
G#m
G#m
D#
D#
I only went for a shot
G#m
G#m
but somehow came back with two E's
I'm the one who's acting drunk as fuck
Eyes wide open,
hugging everything I fucking touch
E
E
Now I'm in my bed
and I'm surrounded by vomit
G#m
G#m
My head's spinning now
E
E
G#m
G#m
but I'm feeling fucking proud of it
Yeah
It's like my mind's been hijacked
I can feel signals shooting
E
E
through my synapse
D#
D#
I'll return on the next day
G#m
G#m
E
E
Same shit, different weekends,
D#
D#
what my friends say
G#m
G#m
It's like my mind's been hijacked,
I can feel signals shootin'
through my synapse
E
E
I'll return on the next day,
G#m
G#m
F#
F#
same shit, different weekends,
G#m
G#m
what my friends say
Why is it always me?
E
E
I'm always the one who ends up like
G#m
G#m
Crowdsurfing through the living room
D#
D#
G#m
G#m
at like 2 in the morning
Oh well, we all get pissed right?
F#
F#
G#m
G#m
As long as you enjoy yourself
D#
D#
Where's my bail now?

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