Time To Start Thinking Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Intro 1]
[D][A][F#m][D]
[A][D][Em]
[D][A][F#m][D]
[A][D][Em]
[A][Em][D#dim][D][A]
[D][A][D][Em]
[D]It's [Am]go to[D] I'm

[Verse 1]
[Em]
[D#dim]I'm[D][Am][D]
[Em]to sleep, I'm I'm with the Hob[D]bit Knights,
[Am]chillin' down in Willacombe
[Em]Cause we're not fake
[D#dim]like silicone [D]jelly
and we're ever ready to rock
Steady [Am]classic like Aretha,
[D]breakin' down [Em]beats in the middle
like Hidden Features
[Am]I'm MC from the New York State,
good [Em]people all the time
so you [D]cannot hate
[C#m]I'm in En[D]gland,
to get my mates goin' off wicked
My goal is like [Em]a football game,
I gots to kick it
Score [D]a goal without a[Am] flaw in my form
Then [Em]run down the [D#dim]field
so you [D]see how I feel
Crazy open with a [Am]confident [D]laughter
You're the spec[Eaug]tator in the
[Em]stands clapping hands
[D]You wanna play, but [Am]maybe one day
you can [Em]grace the big [D#dim]stage and
[D]have it your way
But for now, hog all night
just break[Am]in' audio bread
[D]Comin' harder,
got the [Em]blood rushin' up to your head
[Am]But, it's about that time
[Em]to start thinkin'
[Am]You have to separate, [C]just start t[Am]hinkin'
It's human nature to [Em]go south
It's [D]survival of the [C]fittest,
but we [Am]need somethin' else
Uh, it's easier said than done
[Em]When you [Am]ain't got much,
you don't [C]see no sun
When you [Am]have a whole lot,
you call [Em]the shots
But we're [D]all human [C]be ings
to the [Am]neck, we rock
I [D]mash up the party till [Am]it's choice purée
So y 'all [Em]can suck it down easy
every [D]time I play
When I step on,
you know it's cause [Am]the energy changes
[D]You can act like you[Em] don't really know,
like total strangers
But it's [D]only a mat[Am]ter of time
I see the [Em]head nod [D#dim]workin',
that's [D]a telltale sign
Plus the girls start wigglin' [Am]hips
and throwin' [D]hands up
You got the [Em]spoon face on,
but you're mad, what?
You wanna [D]fight cause you're [Am]not me?
[D]You wanna [Em]wrestle with the power
of be[D]ing emcee?
Really?
Well we can handle that shit outside later
I'm best [Em]rockin' the mic and crossfader
And don't [D]drink too much,
you need to [Am]balance
if [Em]you're really hard[D#dim]core to
[D]step to this challenge
But I already see [Am]your weak [D]heart
Your soul's designed [Em]to trace
the path of a flatline
[Am]It's about that time [Em]to start thinkin'
[Am]You have to separate
[C]just to start [Am]thinkin'
It's human nature to [Em]go for self
It's sur[D]vival of the [C]fit,
but we [Am]need somethin' else, uh
It's easier said than done
[Em]When you [Am]ain't got much,
you don't [C]see [Am]no sun
When you have a whole lot,
you call [Em]the shots
But for [D]all you and [C]me,
it's still the [Am]thing we rock
[D]Yo, I feel majestic in [A]United Kingdoms
Re[D]spect is shown,
but I don't sit on a throne, nah
There's no crown or [A]diamonds or [D]trinkets
But they show me [Em]love for my style
and how I bring shit
[D]I'm not the first to last [A]for mistakes
[F#m]To bring ove[Em]r the gritty
[D]New York City verse rate
Wicked tunes,
but I bring [A]shining person[D]ality
Laid back, there's no way
you can [Em]really get mad at me
[D]That sounds silly, but [A]it's really the truth
[F#m]Plus, [Em]I like to pass [D]the dutchie
like musical youth
So many nonsense issues
have [A]people on [D]edge
But I'm the good vibe [Em]pusher man,
DJ with dreads
I gamble on [D]peace
and hope [A]the color to spread
But [D]I will, if you deserve it,
try to take off your head
No questions,
nerds don't [A]ask for [D]words
Their actions are loud
and can [Em]clearly be heard
[Am]It's about that time [Em]to start thinkin'
[Am]Gap [C]for separation, start [Am]thinkin'
It's human nature to go [Em]for self
It's [D]survival of the [C]fittest,
but we need somethin' [Am]else, uh
It's easier said [Em]than done
When you [Am]ain't got much,
you don't [C]see no sun
When you [Am]have a whole lot,
you call [Em]the shots
For [D]all human [C]be ings to the [Am]deck,
[D]we rock.
Shouts go out to Steve Rufy, [Em]aka The Saint,
[D]DJ Monk1, G -Man, my man
Tom, [Em]Jar rett, Poo Marv, Tom[D]cat, U[Am]ncle Steve[D],
[Em]Randy Ande[D]rson, Steve Marshall, my man
Reggie, J Smooth, Megan [Em]Stein,
Young [D]Chris, Pat Dutty, my man
[Em]Pablo, Katia, [D]DJ C -10, Scarlett, Mike, [Em]Jen na, Delroy Diggler,
the whole [D]Captain Jack school of Womacombe
[Em]Kev Aqui[D#dim]no, Beth A[D]quino, Gavin Aquino,
John and Holly in Cornwall
[Em]My man Azz Ski in Bristol,
[D]Dan the Driver in Bristol[Am]
[Em]Dwayne Chand[D]ler, Pete Slim,
Orange and Nicky
And [Am]last but not [D]least,
Mrs. [Em]Car ol for Gala Smith
I love you girl,
let's make this [Am]world a better place
[Em]Peace [D#dim]to the final peasa[D]nt,
my man Fresh Chris
And me and Steve,
we are the Hobbs [Em]& Dyches.
Peace!