Funked Up Akkorde von
Linguistics
Linguistics

N/A2 Aufrufe
Tonart: A minor
Verse 1
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Hello, yeah, guess who's back?
Drunk as fuck again
so I can barely spit a rap
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And when I'm sober
I'm nice, a girl's best friend
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Then my head switches to fuck it
I can get spent
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Cm
And this really ain't the real me,
don't mistake me for being sober
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Bb
Just cause I can still speak
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Ab
and don't try and reason
with me, nah
I'm far past that I'll ask
for a sip of your drink
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Cm
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
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Ab
Beating me's like trying
to win a race
You start backwards
I'm unbreakable, bitch,
you can't hack this
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Cm
You might think I'm arrogant, I'm not
I am not, on your planet,
on your planet, I am not
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I tripped on your missus,
how I managed, I forgot I was pissed
and somehow my hand
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Cm
Cm
has landed up a dot
It's like my mind's been hijacked
I can feel signals shooting
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Ab
through my synapse
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I'll return on the next day
Cm
Cm
Ab
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Same shit, different weekends,
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G
Cm
Cm
what my friends say
It's like my mind's been hijacked
Fuckin' feel signals shootin'
through my synapse
Bye bye
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Ab
Cm
Cm
I'll re turn on the next day
Bb
Bb
Same shit, different weekends
Cm
Cm
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
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Never been the type to drink
by the half pint
Can't find anything I had at the start
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Cm
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'
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But I'm not about that business
Headin' out the door
But first I'm nickin' all the liquor
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Bb
Cm
Cm
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
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Hi mum, it's the new me
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Cm
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I only went for a shot
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Cm
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
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Now I'm in my bed
and I'm surrounded by vomit
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Cm
My head's spinning now
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Cm
Cm
but I'm feeling fucking proud of it
Yeah
It's like my mind's been hijacked
I can feel signals shooting
Ab
Ab
through my synapse
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G
I'll return on the next day
Cm
Cm
Ab
Ab
Same shit, different weekends,
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G
what my friends say
Cm
Cm
It's like my mind's been hijacked,
I can feel signals shootin'
through my synapse
Ab
Ab
I'll return on the next day,
Cm
Cm
Bb
Bb
same shit, different weekends,
Cm
Cm
what my friends say
Why is it always me?
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Ab
I'm always the one who ends up like
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Cm
Crowdsurfing through the living room
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G
Cm
Cm
at like 2 in the morning
Oh well, we all get pissed right?
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Bb
Cm
Cm
As long as you enjoy yourself
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G
Where's my bail now?

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