*   Am
    Oh please
   
                                   Em
I couldn’t care about your T’s and C’s

    *                 C
I’m J to the M to the E

                      G
Make G R I M E to the E, oh oh

           Am
I make you bop your head to the beat

             C                F
From the S, W to the N to the E

      Am
Bare MC’s thought they could swim with the sharks

          G               *
'til they entered the sea, oh, oh, oh

Em     Am                   
 Big up N to the G

C                  Em
Footsie, D to the E to the E

C
I show bare love like I did an E

G
Been like this since I entered the scene

   Am        G           
Yeah Grime, I rep to the T

C      
14, yeah I kept to the beat

Em
If you want a Bad Boy Remix

             G
then just give me or

      Em         Am
Skepta the P, safe
 
[CHORUS]:

Am
You hype too much

C
But I don’t see you fight too much

Em
That’s why you’re not liked too much

G
You’ve been snorting white too much

Am
You swear on your life too much

Em
Careful or you might die too much

C
Bare MCs just lie too much

G                               
If not then they say like too much

Em
Oh, oh, oh

 
Am                      C
Easy peasy similes used frequently

*pause*
Really gets on my nerves

Am                          C         
Reason JME’s lyrically sick recently

*pause*
I don’t pet with my words

Am 
Juju man, voodoo do’er

Em
Mike Lowery any YouTube viewer

C
Original dead girlfriend slewer

G
So I don’t care what you do to her

Em
Stop chatting shit, poo poo chewer

C
“Came from the gutter”, “came from the sewer”

*
Any man that chats poop I will

              G
Take out your eyeball with a bamboo skewer
 
[CHORUS]:

Am
You hype too much

C
But I don’t see you fight too much

Em
That’s why you’re not liked too much

G
You’ve been snorting white too much

Am
You swear on your life too much

Em
Careful or you might die too much

C
Bare MCs just lie too much

G                               
If not then they say like too much

Em       
Oh, oh, oh


Am
I ain’t  a killer but a DPMO

C
Run up on guys with the green leaf camo’

G                    Am
Bad boy Eleven Paris leather jacket

G
Fall back, it’s not the CP, famo

Am
See my red lips on your TV channel

F
Bare MCs wanna be me

       C
I know you will never be like JME

G
I told you on my last CD, rago

Am
I had a Durag  straight at birth

C
God send me here to make shit worse

*pause*
Nobody wants a punch in the face

                    G
‘Cause when you get punched in the face, it hurts


Am
I’m so raw in a rave

C                   Em
JME encore on stage, If you stick 14 and 8

G
I will leave the dance floor in a state

Am
    You’re not lord of the place

C                                       G
You jacked couple guys before with your mates

C                                              G
You’re not a bad man ‘coz you robbed someone, fam

G
You’re just poor and brave

Am     Em
Beef? Slam doors in your face

F                    E
Uppercut leave your jaw in a brace

C                     Em
Man will draw for the Hadak- dak- duken

G
Leave you on the floor snoring away

Am
MCs think they’re  raising in the bar

   Em
By spitting on fourteen genres a day

C                              
Safe, raising the bar makes it easier


For me to score anyway

[CHORUS]:

Am
You hype too much

C
But I don’t see you fight too much

Em
That’s why you’re not liked too much

G
You’ve been snorting white too much

Am
You swear on your life too much

Em
Careful or you might die too much

C
Bare MCs just lie too much

G                              
If not then they say like too much

Em
Oh, oh, oh