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

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