You're a muggy mate
Studied engineering and dropped out one term short; raps about the maths of getting out
the numbers
- bpm
- 92
- key
- D minor
- energy
- 0.67
- dance
- 0.80
- valence
- 0.37
- vocal at
- 3.0s
- length
- 1:15
- language
- En
lyrics
Yo I woke up Sunday morning ten past three Sun through the blinds a proper golden glare My phone rang hard who could it be You on the other end still full of hot air You said meet me by the bus stop half past four Gonna show you moves you never seen before I grabbed my jacket off the bedroom floor This better be good or I'm walking out the door Always something with you innit Another scheme another minute Muggy mate muggy mate You're a muggy mate Always late always late You're a muggy mate I ain't got all day all day You're a muggy mate Still I wait still I wait You're a muggy mate We hit the spot by the old canal Where the graffiti screams and the bins overflow You started mumbling like a broken pal Said follow my lead go with the flow Your footwork looked like a tangled string My brain was buzzing like a faulty wire You just kept grinning didn't explain a thing This whole lesson was a total misfire