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[Intro 1] [C][F][C] He [F]was [Verse 1] lying there [C]thinking, kinda restricted Searching for a subject, something gripped him Tipped him over the [F]scale, he prevailed Sing it with a gimmick and you [C]get out of jail [Fm]But he w[E]eren't behind bars, he was [C]playing Monopoly Instead of sitting down and writing music properly Sloppily he [E]sat there, [C]chewing his pen[E]cil A [C]lack of stimu[F]lus, it was [C]driving him [F]mental His [E]ideas were thin, creativ[G]ity slim He [C]needed a meal like that bird down the [Fm]gym [F]Food is for four, so he [C]thought for a min A [F]light bulb flashed and he shot [C]up with a grin An epiphany right there, changed the rules quick [F]Why not write a track? That's [C]commercial bull[F]shit Why not write a track for [E]the mainstream? Same thing, lame thing, [F]stuck in their daydream [C]With my lyrical toolkit, I've written this bullshit Stickin' to the rules of commercial mu[F]sic I won't confuse it with urban music Cause I'm never gonna get that [C]far [F]With my lyrical [C]toolkit, I've written this bullshit Stickin' to the rules of commercial mu[F]sic I won't confuse it with [C]urban mu[F]sic Cause I'm never gonna get that far [E]All American rap[C]pers are cruel Cause [F]they all got more money than [G]you It's [E]it's true You [F]ain't gonna match him whatever you do Why the funny [C]face to my crazy [E]antics? [C]I'm a nice change to the pop romantics [F]Something fresh to the[E] new school rap [C]semantics I'm [F]bling bling [C]transatlantics Copying the yanks, this should [F]never have started Now everybody's singing about the [C]broken hearted [F]The dearly departed and the [C]weapons they've harboured They think we really [F]care about the [C]places they've partied Who can be the best cat [F]at licking her arsehole? [C]They all stark [F]in the game of pass the parcel The parcels music, if one's to lose it There'll be another arsehole there to abuse it Born in London, I suppose I'm urban I find all the [Fm]trappings of the scene disturbing I [C]don't want a [F]life with cars and big [C]tits Cos I'm [F]happy with a cuppa and some [C]biscuits [F]With my [C]lyrical toolkit, I've written this [F]bullshit Sticking to the rules of com[C]mercial mu[F]sic I won't confuse it with [C]urban mu[F]sic Cos I'm never gonna get that [C]far [F]With my lyrical [C]toolkit, I've written this bullshit Sticking to the [F]rules of com[C]mercial mu[F]sic I won't confuse [C]it with urban mu[F]sic Cause I'm never gonna get that [C]far[F] All [E]American rap[C]pers are cool Cause [F]they all got more money than [G]you [E]It's true And [Fm]no one can hide from the truth [F]So there's a rap epidem[C]ic, the best end to retirement I'm [F]shaken by this madness, [C]epileptic assignment [E]Confined, my mind [F]tries to align to bring a stop to the benign That's a [C]basic require[F]ment, a stable childhood with a passion for poetry [C]Listen to the crap that the industries throw [F]at me Try to be intelligent but nobody's stirred Commer[C]cially vi[F]able if I [C]wanna be heard [F]Oi, [C]London [E]crew, where [F]my geezers at? Where my birds with Bacardi breezers at? Ok, that's my cheap shot at [E]ma terialis[F]m But [C]I ain't even [F]been to prison It won't [C]work, [E]a year from now you'll be [C]stealing this But just right now you ain't feeling this I hear [E]the booze and the hiss from [C]the music abyss It's all hit and miss, bruv, [F]trust me With my [C]lyrical toolkit, I've written this [F]bullshit Stickin' to the rules of com[C]mercial mu[Fm]sic I [F]won't confuse it with urban music Cos I'm never gonna get that [C]far [F]With my lyrical toolkit, I've [C]written this bullshit Stick[F]in' to the rules of com[C]mercial mu[F]sic I won't confuse it with urban music Cos I'm never gonna get that [C]far [F]Yo, if you wanna come to my hotel [F]You can't cos [C]I live with my [F]parents That's [Gm]how we get down [F]This [C]example, [F]Mr Rush on the beats [C]here Just having [F]a little cheap shot of commercial bullshit, [C]you know what I mean? [Fm]Ain't no other[F] music, if we were doing that, you know what I mean? We're [C]never gonna get that far
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