Verse: Em I’m getting tired of your disrespect. C When, it’s evident I’ll always be the best. G Whether or not you’re being serious or say it in jest, B I’ve got a licence to right; you haven’t passed your test. Em Yeah, I’m good with words, and you’re xxxxing chronic. C Forever second fiddle, your tales, I’m sonic. G Is this the baddest I can go? I can get much badder. B I’ve been doing this since you’ve been in your Huggies, hold your bladder. Em You’ve been studying me, wetting yourself, C Cause you’re afraid when I rise you’ll be left on the shelf G Where you belong; with the rest of the wannabes, B Don’t ever ask me to support you, you can never fall on me. Chorus: C I've been holding my tongue for a long while, D Sat back, watch you parade my style. Em Lock him in a prison for plagiarism, nobody wants to listen, chance dying, C might as well kill him or pretend. D To the crown, turn around, sit down; I’m the king, Em Long live the king. C Long live the king. G Long live the king. B Long live the king. Verse: Em Anything you can do, I can do better. C Even when she’s soaked through, I could make her wetter. G Stop try’na make me look bad, so you can be taken seriously, B What makes you think I give a xxxx what people think of me? Em You disrespect me now I’m obligated to destroy. C Why would anybody go to war with men? You’re just a boy G Nothing to write about so put your Barbie biro down. B Save yourself embarrassment, xxxxing clown. Em You making moves because you be mollycoddled silver spoon. C Your skills are average, good at copying, carry a tune. G All the gear, no idea, daddy’s bank account. B And when it comes to your abilities, small amount. Em When you compare it to what I can bring, it’s minuscule. C You’re the pupil; I’m the teacher, go back to school! G You have to be in possession of the limelight for me to come and take it from B you, why don’t you get it right? Chorus: C I've been holding my tongue for a long while, D Sat back, watch you parade my style. Em Lock him in a prison for plagiarism, nobody wants to listen, chance dying, C might as well kill him or pretend. D To the crown, turn around, sit down; I’m the king, Em Long live the king. C Long live the king. G Long live the king. B Long live the king. Em Long live the king. C Long live the king. G Long live the king. B Long live the king. C I've been holding my tongue for a long while, D Sat back, watch you parade my style. Em Lock him in a prison for plagiarism, nobody wants to listen, chance dying, C might as well kill him or pretend. D To the crown, turn around, sit down; I’m the king, Em Long live the king. C Long live the king. G Long live the king. B Long live the king
