Wakacyjny Konkurs Śpiewnikowy
Wakacyjny Konkurs Śpiewnikowy
Popraw Opracowanie
Transponuj
0

Take Me Back To London Ed Sheeran

Tekst piosenki i chwyty na gitarę

  • Chwyty na gitarę szatynaa
[Refren]
dis     B         Fis            dis
    Jet plane headed up to the sky
       B          Fis                 dis
Spread wings in the clouds, getting high
   B         Fis          B
We ain't hit a rave in a while
    Cis
So take me back to London

         dis
Yo, I do deals, but I never get twanged (Twanged)
B                      Fis
News that ain't ever been planned (Planned)
   dis
No goons that were never in gangs (Gangs)
          B                 Fis
Where I'm from, chat shit, get banged (What?)
          dis
Where I'm from, chat shit, let the 12 gauge rip
      B                 Fis
Yeah, sick how it fits in my hand (Hand)
        B
I don't mix with the glitz and the glam (Glam)
          Cis
All these stupid pricks on the 'Gram
        dis
I don't do online beef, or neeky grime beef
    B               Fis
I'm way too G'd up to beef with grime neek
  dis
I bought an AP to help me time keep
     B                 Fis
My shooter ride deep, he moves when I speak
   dis
My shooter ride (Ride), he shoot a guy (Guy)
B                    Fis
Leave you wet like you scuba dived
        B
We were younger then and now we're unified
      Cis
South London boys, get you crucified, I'm gone

It's that time
Big Mike and Teddy are on grime
        dis
I wanna try new things, they just want me to sing
        B                  Fis
Because nobody thinks I write rhymes
            dis
And now I'm back in the biz with my guy
          B                         Fis
Give me a packet of the crisps and my pint
      B
I hit my friends up, go straight to the pub
         Cis
'Cause I haven't been home in time
     dis
Yes, I, but that's my fault (Oh)
        B                      Fis
Grossed half a billi' on the Divide Tour (Oh)
     dis
Yes, I ain't kidding, what would I lie for? (Oh)
            B                       Fis
But now I'm back on the track with Big Michael (Woah)
          dis
He said, "Teddy, never get off your high horse
    B                  Fis
And never let 'em take your crown"
           B
I've been away for a while, travelled a billion miles
        Cis                                dis
But I'm heading back to London town right now

[Refren]
    B         Fis            dis
Jet plane headed up to the sky (To the sky)
       B          Fis                 dis
Spread wings in the clouds, getting high (Woop, woop)
   B         Fis          B
We ain't hit a rave in a while (In a while)
    Cis                    dis
So take me back to London
     B          Fis                 dis
Bass high, middle nights, ceilin' low (Ceilin' low)
      B           Fis              dis
Sweat brow drippin' down, when in Rome (When in Rome)
   B          Fis              B
No town does it quite like my home
    Cis
So take me back to London

            dis
Yo, when I squeeze off this little plan of mine
       B              Fis
On the remix, now I got Ed on grime
         dis
And this ain't like any top ten of mine
    B                 Fis
I arrived at Wembley ahead of time
            dis
And that's stadiums, man are aliens
        B            Fis
I drink super-molten Vibranium
     B
I go hard, I'm a livin' titanium
             Cis
And I rock a 5970 daily
           dis          Fis
But I want soul, I want flows

Don't need tags ripping off my clothes
           dis
Don't need pricks blowin' up my phone
               B                      Fis
And Ted said, "That's just the way things go"
              dis
It's just the way things go, amazin' flows
B
Grime or rap, man, I gave 'em both
B
Took this sound that was made in Bow
     Cis
Went global, man, now the piece is closed

   dis
2015 in a Baddingham pub
                  dis
I told Stormz two years, he'll be wrapping it up
                      dis
And you'll go through tears with the people you love
                        dis
But when you get to the top, man, it's never enough
 Fis
'Cause you can win BRITS (It don't stop)
               B
And you can do Glasgow (Headline slot)
                B
But when you're miles away and you're feeling alone
        Cis                                    dis
Gotta remember that there ain't no place like home

[Refren]
    B         Fis            dis
Jet plane headed up to the sky (To the sky)
       B          Fis                 dis
Spread wings in the clouds, getting high (Woop, woop)
    B         Fis          B
We ain't hit a rave in a while (In a while)
    Cis                    dis
So take me back to London
     B          Fis                 dis
Bass high, middle nights, ceilin' low (Ceilin' low)
      B           Fis              dis
Sweat brow drippin' down, when in Rome (When in Rome)
   B          Fis              B
No town does it quite like my home
    Cis
So take me back to London

dis B  Fis    x2

B      Cis                  dis
   So take me back to London
D#m,A#,F#,C#
Oceń to opracowanie

Kontrybucje
szatynaa

Wakacyjny Konkurs Śpiewnikowy

Pula nagród w konkursie ponad 10.000 zł!
Przysyłaj opracowania piosenek i zdobądź bony na zakupy w sklepie muzycznym.
Zapoznaj się z regulaminem konkursu.
anonim