The Sell Out Chords

Lyrics & chords

[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