James Arthur - Long live the king
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[Verse]
EmI’m getting tired of your disrespect.
CWhen, it’s evident I’ll always be the best.
GWhether or not you’re being serious or say it in jest,
BI’ve got a licence to right; you haven’t passed your test.
EmYeah, I’m good with words, and you’re xxxxing chronic.
CForever second fiddle, your tales, I’m sonic.
GIs this the baddest I can go? I can get much badder.
BI’ve been doing this since you’ve been in your Huggies, hold your bladder.
EmYou’ve been studying me, wetting yourself,
CCause you’re afraid when I rise you’ll be left on the shelf
GWhere you belong; with the rest of the wannabes,
BDon’t ever ask me to support you, you can never fall on me.
[Chorus]
CI've been holding my tongue for a long while,
DSat back, watch you parade my style.
EmLock him in a prison for plagiarism, nobody wants to listen, chance dying,
might as well kill him or prCetend.
To the crown, turn around, sit doDwn; I’m the king,
Long live the kingEm.
Long live the kingC.
Long live the kingG.
Long live the kingB.
[Verse]
EmAnything you can do, I can do better.
CEven when she’s soaked through, I could make her wetter.
GStop try’na make me look bad, so you can be taken seriously,
BWhat makes you think I give a xxxx what people think of me?
EmYou disrespect me now I’m obligated to destroy.
CWhy would anybody go to war with men? You’re just a boy
GNothing to write about so put your Barbie biro down.
BSave yourself embarrassment, xxxxing clown.
EmYou making moves because you be mollycoddled silver spoon.
CYour skills are average, good at copying, carry a tune.
GAll the gear, no idea, daddy’s bank account.
BAnd when it comes to your abilities, small amount.
EmWhen you compare it to what I can bring, it’s minuscule.
CYou’re the pupil; I’m the teacher, go back to school!
GYou have to be in possession of the limelight for me to come and take it from
Byou, why don’t you get it right?
[Chorus]
CI've been holding my tongue for a long while,
DSat back, watch you parade my style.
EmLock him in a prison for plagiarism, nobody wants to listen, chance dying,
might as well kill him or prCetend.
To the crown, turn around, sit doDwn; I’m the king,
Long live the kingEm.
Long live the kingC.
Long live the kingG.
Long live the kingB.
[Bridge]
Long live the kingEm.
Long live the kingC.
Long live the kingG.
Long live the kingB.
[Verse]
CI've been holding my tongue for a long while,
DSat back, watch you parade my style.
EmLock him in a prison for plagiarism, nobody wants to listen, chance dying,
might as well kill him or pretendC.
To the crown, turn around, sit doDwn; I’m the king,
[Outro]
Long live the kingEm.
Long live the kingC.
Long live the kingG.
Long live the kingB