Kunci: Eb minor•
Chorus 1
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Jet-plane, headed up to the sky
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Spread wings in the clouds, getting high
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We ain't hit a rave in a while
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So take me back to London
Verse 1
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Yo, I do deals but I never get twanged
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Moves that ain't ever been planned
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Know goons that were never in gangs
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Where I'm from chat shit get banged
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Where I'm from chat shit, let the 12-gauge rip
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Yeah, sick how it fits in my hand
I don't mix with the glitz and the glam
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Or these stupid pricks on the 'Gram
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I don't do online beef, or neeky grime beef
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I'm way too G'd up to beef a grime neek
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I bought an AP to help me time-keep
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My shooter ride deep, he moves when I speak
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My shooter ride, shoot a guy
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Leave you wet like you scuba dive
You were younger then,
and now we're unified
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South London boys get you crucified
Verse 2
I'm gone
It's that time
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Big Mike and Teddy are on grime
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I wanna try new things
They just want me to sing
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Because nobody thinks I write rhymes
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And now I'm back in the bits with my guy
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Give me a packet of crisps with my pint
I hit my friends up, go straight to the pub
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'Cause I haven't been home in time
But that's my fault (Oh)
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Grossed half a billi' on the divide tour (Oh)
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Yes, I ain't kidding, what would I lie for? (Oh)
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But now I'm back in the track with
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He said, "Teddy, never get off your high horse
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And never let 'em take your crown"
I've been away for a while,
traveled a million miles
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But I'm heading back to London Town, right
Chorus 2
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(now) Jet-plane, headed up to the sky
Cb
Gb
Ebm
Spread wings in the clouds, getting high
Cb
We ain't hit a rave in a while
Db
So take me back to London
Ebm
Cb
Gb
Bass high, middle night,
Ebm
ceiling low (ceiling low)
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Sweat brow dripping down
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when in Rome (when in Rome)
like my home (they don't)
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So take me back to London
Ebm
Verse 3
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Yo when I squeeze off this little pen of mine
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Done the remix, now I got Ed on grime
Ebm
And this ain't like any top-ten of mine
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I arrived at Wembley ahead of time
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And that's stadiums, man are aliens
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I drink supermalts and vibranium
I got an RM11 titanium
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And I rock 597 0 daily
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But I want soul, I want flows
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Don't need tags ripping off my clothes
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Don't need pricks blowing up my phone
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And Ted said, "That's just the way things go"
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It's just the way things go, amazing flows
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Grime or rap, man, I give 'em both
Took this sound that was made in Bow
Now the case is closed
Bridge 1
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2015 in a Badingham pub
I told Stormz two years
you'll be wrapping it up
And you'll go through tears
with the people you love
And when you get to the top,
man, it's never enough
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'Cause you can win BRITs (It don't stop)
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And you can do Glasto' (Headline slot)
But when you're miles away
and you're feeling alone
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Gotta remember that there ain't no place like
Chorus 3
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(home) Jet-plane, headed up to the sky
Cb
Gb
Ebm
Spread wings in the clouds, getting high
Cb
We ain't hit a rave in a while (in a while)
Db
So take me back to London
Ebm
Cb
Gb
Bass high, middle night,
Ebm
ceiling low (ceiling low)
Cb
Gb
Sweat brow dripping down
Ebm
when in Rome (when in Rome)
like my home (they don't)
Db
So take me back to London
Outro 1
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So take me back to London
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