Tonart: B minor
Verse 1
Am
F
Am
Uh, this is two o'clock
Am
F
G
Two, two, two, two
Am
Verse 2
F
You can find me where the city
meets the skyline
Knocking back the whiskey
Am
like it's white wine, uh
F
Says she's finished work
and so I bide time
Until I take her guard off and put
it down beside mine
Am
F
It's fine, we watch the world go by
Saw the whole world through
Am
And they were pale like the
'Cause everybody talks the truth,
Am
no she knows those guys, but who?
F
Really, nothing of concern, see
Verse 3
F
the city's on fire
Watch the bridges as they burn
Am
F
I disappear now I'm wishing she'd return
At the same time, wishing I could learn,
Am
all this paper that I earned
F
The first bird gets the worm
Am
The second mouse gets the cheese, trust
F
And I been sat down doing this with ease
Am
Too much, Ps, someone take it for me please,
please
F
Can't get up Spine won't let up
Verse 4
F
Lump in my neck
Ain't got time for a check- up
F
But what am I to do? Uh
Am
F
I'm worried 'bout you
Am
Y'all say ing that my
Verse 5
mind won't let up
Lump in my neck
Ain't got time for a check- up
Am
If I'm worried 'bout you?
F
I didn't write a second verse, so I'll kick a free
Verse 6
F
Am
I'm all about being me
F
LC ripping mics in the place
to be
Ezra Collective,
we do this so frequently
It's me on the flipping mic,
yeah, I said it right
I say it twice if I do this like every night
Am
F
Shouts to Jorja, met on the stage,
grab a water
Now I talk to missus 'bout
F
Yeah, I oughta switch up the flow a bit
Verse 7
F
Let me see if I can come
F
In a boat, no joke, I don't smoke
Give a toke, I don't do that
Am
Coming with some new raps,
so who's that?
I might have said that twice
F
let me get away and come back
Am
Kickin' real raps, yeah, have that
Verse 8
F
Lump in my neck
C
Ain't got time for a check up
Am
F#m
I'm fed up
I'm worried 'bout you
Verse 9
Am
Y'all saying that my mind
Am
Ain't got time for a check- up
I'm fed up, yeh
C
If I'm worried 'bout you?
Verse 10
Am
F
Yo, I wrote another 15 or 16
I never worry, keep my - clean
Am
F#m
F
I seen drugs ruin lives of the pristine
From the brown,
C
Am
all the way down to the stiff green
F#m
F
The streets are mean but
my mother ain't
And every late night,
yeah, my mum would wait
Am
F
And when I staggered home,
drunk in a dumbest state
Am
Say it straight, she'd fix me a plate,
stuff it in my face
F
I'd never run around the bits with the bangers really
Verse 11
F
But still the bangers in the bits
Am
either fan or fear me
F
'Cause if I talk about my feelings
in the manor near me
Am
Chuck in some raps, it adapts,
they can see it clearly
F
'Cause it's inside of them,
I grab the paper and I ride the pen
Livin' this life, I ain't tryna end
Am
F
So, I can kick it for a foe,
never mind a friend
Am
Waiting for feelings like can rhyme again,
Verse 12
it's like
Ah, can't get up
Lump in my neck
Am
Ain't got time for a check- up
I'm fed up
Verse 13
Am
Yo, saying that my mind won't let up
Lump in my neck
Ain't got time for a check- up
I'm worried 'bout you
Verse 14
E
Em
Won't let up
F
Em
In my neck
F
Ain't got time for a check- up
And yeah, I'm fed up, yo
Em
F
If I been worried 'bout you?
Verse 15
F
E
Ain't got time for a check- up
I'm fed up
But what am I to do
E
Am
If I been worried 'bout you?
Verse 16
Am
F
You, you, you
C
If I been worried 'bout you
F
Am
I sing it now
F
Am
That's it, so fuck you
F
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