James Arthur - Long Live The King Chords
1I’m getting tired of your disrespect.
2When, it’s evident I’ll always be the best.
3Whether or not you’re being serious or say it in jest,
4I’ve got a licence to right; you haven’t passed your test.
5Yeah, I’m good with words, and you’re xxxxing chronic.
6Forever second fiddle, your tales, I’m sonic.
7Is this the baddest I can go? I can get much badder.
8I’ve been doing this since you’ve been in your Huggies, hold your bladder.
9You’ve been studying me, wetting yourself,
10Cause you’re afraid when I rise you’ll be left on the shelf
11Where you belong; with the rest of the wannabes,
12Don’t ever ask me to support you, you can never fall on me.
15I've been holding my tongue for a long while,
16Sat back, watch you parade my style.
17Lock him in a prison for plagiarism, nobody wants to listen, chance dying,
18might as well kill him or pretend.
19To the crown, turn around, sit down; I’m the king,
20Long live the king.
21Long live the king.
22Long live the king.
23Long live the king.
26Anything you can do, I can do better.
27Even when she’s soaked through, I could make her wetter.
28Stop try’na make me look bad, so you can be taken seriously,
29What makes you think I give a xxxx what people think of me?
30You disrespect me now I’m obligated to destroy.
31Why would anybody go to war with men? You’re just a boy
32Nothing to write about so put your Barbie biro down.
33Save yourself embarrassment, xxxxing clown.
34You making moves because you be mollycoddled silver spoon.
35Your skills are average, good at copying, carry a tune.
36All the gear, no idea, daddy’s bank account.
37And when it comes to your abilities, small amount.
38When you compare it to what I can bring, it’s minuscule.
39You’re the pupil; I’m the teacher, go back to school!
40You have to be in possession of the limelight for me to come and take it from
41you, why don’t you get it right?
44I've been holding my tongue for a long while,
45Sat back, watch you parade my style.
46Lock him in a prison for plagiarism, nobody wants to listen, chance dying,
47might as well kill him or pretend.
48To the crown, turn around, sit down; I’m the king,
49Long live the king.
50Long live the king.
51Long live the king.
52Long live the king.
55Long live the king.
56Long live the king.
57Long live the king.
58Long live the king.
61I've been holding my tongue for a long while,
62Sat back, watch you parade my style.
63Lock him in a prison for plagiarism, nobody wants to listen, chance dying,
64might as well kill him or pretend.
65To the crown, turn around, sit down; I’m the king,
68Long live the king.
69Long live the king.
70Long live the king.
71Long live the king