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Stormzy

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Wait two secs

let me spark this zoot

my n***as,

they don't talk

they shoot

Roll up slow

then I park that coupe

and the game got f**ked

by the darkskin yout

oh well

Should've been watching

he was gone by the time

that they clocked him

#MERKY, #SKENGMAN

What's the last one?

Yeah #PROBLEM

They should've stopped

him I don't run out of bars

just like Chip

I don't run out of bars

Walk in the rave

put the glass to your face

look I make f**kboys

run out of bars

Big 45 might bun out

your clart no safety

that might dun out

your dance

Knock on your door

like oi rudeboy

look forget the hype

just come out the yard

See the lightskin girls

used to cuss me

now the lightskin girls

they love me

Word to J Hus

man are ugly

but this rap ting's sick

man, trust me

Nobody can't claim

that they buss me

cuh man was out there

on a f**kery

Plus we don't even

talk too much

that's the reason why

your girl wanna f**k me

I don't really care

about your friend

bare knuckle fists

never been on the ends

Yeah you go hard

but we go harder

you shut down

but n***a I leng

You turn up

but n***a I rep

Why do man love

getting me vexed?

Here for the lightskin girl

with the big bumper

And the black bredrin

with the breasts

Look if you got a B-E-T

bring it out

Oh you don't?

Shut your mouth

Man just chat s**t

I cut 'em out

know where I come from

I'm from the south

f**k up my house

Peak when I press play

n***as go gym but

they're missing out leg day

my worst days are

some of your best days

Punch a grime MC off

his segway, p***yhole

look don't make me

slap you like, like

wait till I catch you

Like man are like

"That's that black yout"

went Jools Holland in my

tracksuit rep for the scene

like yeah man I had to

Just run a sick beat

I can rap to

everybody calm down

it's a tracksuit

What the f**k man?

I ain't gonna stab you

look I don't wanna argue

But if you talk s**t

man'll par you

look at the size of my fist

I will spark you

I'm the grime scene's

Lukaku 6'5" black guy

mad fly, put me up top

Man down, everybody

down when I buss shots

jump onstage, bare rage

when my dub drop

You did grime for a sec

then you f**ked off

rap boys hate me

cuh I do grime

Grime boys hate me

cuh I do rap

good youts hate me

cuh I'm too cruddy

Bad youts hate me

cuh I don't trap

fake youts hate me

cuh I'm too real and the

real youts hate me

cuh I don't act well

Um suck your mum

yeah, go and do that

My name's Michael

Big Stormz I like paintings

I like porn

I've got a 16 bar

full of corn

I breathe fire

every time I yawn

Stormzy's this

Stormzy's that

Stormzy's blick

Stormzy's black

Stormzy's hairline's

going way back

but I still f**k your girl

go and retweet that

little n***a yo

Man are saying

that I blew up too fast

Man are saying

that I came up too quick

Rudeboy, look on

the YouTube darg

Mandem are putting

in the graveyard shift

Dem man there

straight wash

Brudda don't blame me

go and blame God

Every MC wanna try

and take shots

tell 'em boy

their hard work pays off

anyway everybody

wanna do grime now

Real talk

let's not lie now

yeah look brudda

this my house

that's my laptop

that's my sound

That's my people

That's my crowd

That's my kingdom

That's my crown

Look one phone call

man'll fly around

I lay one vocal then

I sign out anyway

go Bluejays for a lunch

and a brekky

Make that thing

bu-bu-bang like Fekky

got mad skill

with the ting I'm techy

Onstage go back to back

with Skeppy

when I'm on the ball

I'm cool like Messi

Man just talk

don't talk, be steady

tell 'em that I'm down

for the war, I'm ready

Them man

change circles

they're jezzys

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