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Stormzy Ft JME Type Beat - Fam (Prod. Black Hand) Grime Beat 2017
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Stormzy
Stormzy
Vocals
J Hus
J Hus
Vocals
Patrick Kiernan
Patrick Kiernan
Violin
Hayley Pomfrett
Hayley Pomfrett
Violin
Eleanor Mathieson
Eleanor Mathieson
Violin
Jenny Sacha
Jenny Sacha
Violin
Anna Croad
Anna Croad
Violin
Kotono Sato
Kotono Sato
Violin
Natalia Bonner
Natalia Bonner
Violin
Bryony James
Bryony James
Cello
Richard Pryce
Richard Pryce
Double Bass
Camilla Pay
Camilla Pay
Harp
Fraser T. Smith
Fraser T. Smith
Programming
Deborah Widdup
Deborah Widdup
Violin
Emma Owens
Emma Owens
Viola
Ghetts
Ghetts
Vocals
Ladonna Harley-Peters
Ladonna Harley-Peters
Vocals
Rebecca Jones
Rebecca Jones
Viola
Rosie Denvers
Rosie Denvers
Cello
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ghetts
Ghetts
Songwriter
J Hus
J Hus
Songwriter
Stormzy
Stormzy
Songwriter
Rosie Denvers
Rosie Denvers
Orchestrator
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Stormzy
Stormzy
Producer
EY
EY
Producer
P2J
P2J
Producer
Fraser T. Smith
Fraser T. Smith
Producer
Manon Grandjean
Manon Grandjean
Mixing Engineer
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer
Randy Merrill
Randy Merrill
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Bryan Wilson
Bryan Wilson
Engineer
Nick Taylor
Nick Taylor
Engineer

Στίχοι

I know, my cousin Stanaman, he's told me a couple stories about you I'm not gonna lie-I'm not gonna lie, I'm getting mad right now, what's he talking about? Like banging in cells and that, what you talking about? Come on, man, this is just lyrics, blud, Ghetto, this is just lyrics, blud, all about lyrics, blud, all about lyrics, I know, Ghetto, I know, come on Easy, easy, aight, easy, easy Talking that talk, I was a fucking bad boy in jail! A fucking bad boy, you fucking pussy Is man mad though? Ask Stanaman, I was a fucking bad boy Is man mad though? Ahh, man, man, do your research Oi, where's Carlos, where's Carlos? Ask him how man was in jail about Fucking truth, stick to the truth Stick to the fucking truth Yo, yo, them man are selective bad boys Some "we just wanna be accepted" bad boys Some big whips but no electric bad boys Think they're bad 'cause of Narcos, they're some Netflix bad boys I know real shower man, you know reckless bad boys You know them protein shake in their breakfast bad boys Them man are some "Bro, could you get me on the guest list?" bad boys And then they wanna get up in the club and start flexing bad boys Give me the crown, man, I want that Red Bull with the cognac I tried to share my throne with 'em But I can see you ain't on that I'm on arms, on combat No trace, no contact Bro bought a new mash I don't know what that gun there's called but it's long, akh Bad boy who? You are not part of a bad boy crew Me and Flipz roll up, tell a boy hold up Looking like something off of Bad Boys 2 Bad boy Gs in a bad boy shoot (shoot) You are not a bad boy, move Shut down shows and the mandem go nuts All the bad chicks make mad noise too Look, fuckboy, what you gonna say? What you gonna do, run? Ah, yeah right, you ain't gonna do none Bad boy life ain't all that you hoped for Should've done book but you wanna do gun Charge three for a Z, that's banter Black whip, all black swag like a panther Heard through the vine that Stormz' ain't a bad boy But I take care of my fam, I'm a gangster Yeah, that's right, just a young boy in the hood Fast forward, now I'm Big Mike Still away from the hype, niggas weren't bad back then Nah, it's cons, man, I swear on my life Put faith in my knife, wrong move had me on edge On the back-road, paying for my stripes So fuck these niggas, all these likkle gun drillers Wanna come and try do me like Trife You're not bad, I'm bad, ask Carlos How they gonna harm us? Came wearing a flat-cap Looking like somebody's father I brought the bad man here I brought the bad man here You're a bad man how? Bad man where? Apart from you, there's bad man here You're not bad, I'm bad, ask Carlos How they gonna harm us? Came wearing a flat-cap Looking like somebody's father I brought the bad man here I brought the bad man here You're a bad man how? Bad man where? Apart from you, there's bad man here Yeah, I'm fully on what you're half on (facts) I've done dirt, no mask on (facts) Eighteen when I told man "Ask Carlos" (facts) Now they ask how much man's car cost (facts) Drive-by ting Aim for your head and convertible your hard-top (Buck-I) Your legs shake, your heart stops That's an M case, nah, darg Not me Not there, not G I put bread on my beef like Soulja You've got rice, I've got peas I told you already, my nigga I don't know you from any- Where, big spear that'll go through your belly There, payback but you don't owe me a penny, yeah Fuck that, fist fight, fair and square Nah, fuck that, flick-knife, rer and ter Nah, fuck that, this guy's wearing his share Might come back, midnight, airin' affair Deal with the matter like Skibba How's he gonna feel when I'm shattering his liver? Bloodbath will fling a man up in a river Fourteen, holding my shank in the mirror Like I dare anyone Playground looking like a Lunn Poly advert Where's everyone? I ain't scared of you but I'm scared of your gun (I am) Frightening That's when I got my ting It was all calm before Stormzy Now it's lightning You're not bad, I'm bad, ask Carlos How they gonna harm us? Came wearing a flat-cap Looking like somebody's father I brought the bad man here I brought the bad man here You're a bad man how? Bad man where? Apart from you, there's bad man here You're not bad, I'm bad, ask Carlos How they gonna harm us? Came wearing a flat-cap Looking like somebody's father I brought the bad man here I brought the bad man here You're a bad man how? Bad man where? Apart from you, there's bad man here
Writer(s): Michael Omari Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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