Stormzy ft. Headie One – Audacity

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‘Audacity’ is Stormzy’s second track from the ‘Heavy Is The Head’ album, featuring Tottenham rapper Headie One. Stormzy dropped the single 2 days before the album.

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Audacity lyrics

[Intro: Stormzy]
It’s like
You niggas audacious
Hm
Yeah


[Chorus: Stormzy]
I roll out with no cash on me
Calm now with no mash on me
Stay away from these ashy youts
‘Fore they come around and get ash on me
That’s five thousand capacity
Five thousand capacity
Then spread that over the U.K and then add it up and get back to me
You pussyholes are not bad for me
Mad man, they go mad for me
Who the fuck went an’ gassed you up
Like you’re good enough to be clashin’ me?
Oh please, stop harrassin’ me
Charge me up and put gas in me
Them likkle fish want to try a ting
Oh man, the audacity


[Verse 1: Stormzy]
I got girl in my inbox sendin’ me eyes
Livin’ on the edge to the end of our lives
Wolf in a sheepskin tellin’ me lies
Sometimes I love when my enemy dies
Woo, so ahead of my time
Mainstream boy starts lettin’ off lie
We can never, ever, ever level in price
Take that fee, and then treble it twice, yeah
The problem’s back, I got flows
Watch your back, I’m on smoke
Dodge the paps and do boat
My boys are maximum boast
Ain’t no time to bly man
Know my ting from here to Thailand
You man got that gun off my man
So you man got that gun on finance
Like what’s this rented skeng, buy your own
Use my pen to skeng-fry your dome
Want me to send for them, mind the throne
Cliché rep it, end dies alone
Cliché run your guns and die broke
I don’t buy in ones, I buy bulk
Yeah, go and bust your gun, I like smoke
Rude boy, mind ya lungs, you might choke
Like cough-cough, puff-puff, pass
You’re not tough or hard
They callin’ me the virgin Mike
How the Hell I bust so fast?
Rude boy, I came and shook my whole era
No cosigns for me and no carers
2019 and I swear I’m goin’ clearer
Draw from the dead MC’s like pallbearer

[Chorus: Stormzy]
I roll out with no cash on me
Calm now with no mash on me
Stay away from these ashy youts
‘Fore they come around and get ash on me
That’s five thousand capacity
Five thousand capacity
Then spread that over the U.K. and then add it up and get back to me
You pussyholes are not bad for me
Mad man, they go mad for me
Who the fuck went an’ gassed you up
Like you’re good enough to be clashin’ me?
Oh please, stop harrassin’ me
Charge me up and put gas in me
Them likkle fish want to try a ting
Oh man, the audacity

[Verse 2: Headie One]
(Huh)
Had to sign this ‘caine, no Harry
Now my track suit says Balmain, Paris (One)
Smoke on bro, no Cali
So you better stay well back, Danny (One)
Oh, now he got beef (One) in the streets and I thought (One) it’d only be in my patty (Turnt)
‘Cause I learned how to work this handy, knowledge is power, ask Gandhi (Turnt, turnt, turnt)
I was with the bro in Jennifer Anni’s
I told her I’m tryna be the best I can be (Turnt, turnt, turnt)
Next day, I go end up on the opp block
Like who’s on me, Charlie?
Come off the wing like Andros Townsend (Turnt)
I bought her a new hanny and it cost four thousand (Turnt, turnt)
Kept, kept close, paigons wanna out me (Turnt, turnt, turnt)
They want me in a box like chicken chow mein
I wonder why opps wanna try me
White feds put me in court and trial me
Bad B’s get bored and dial me
Ask for a go, tell them Lizz, I’m like, “Shall we?”
Laid back, but still rowdy
Same youts from throwbacks still ’round me
Funny how my old tings still shout me (What)
Oh, ‘low me
Roll out, an’ so casually
I’m poppin’ up in cities randomly
London City or Birmingham, I just done 100 through Canterbury (Turnt)
No security, I could have a 20 in cash on me (Turnt)
Camden can’t believe I’m lege, so they’re in the house like they’re Ali G (Turnt, turnt, turnt)

[Chorus: Stormzy]
I roll out with no cash on me
Calm now with no mash on me
Stay away from these ashy youts
‘Fore they come around and get ash on me
That’s five thousand capacity
Five thousand capacity
Then spread that over the U.K. and then add it up and get back to me
You pussyholes are not bad for me
Mad man, they go mad for me
Who the fuck went an’ gassed you up
Like you’re good enough to be clashin’ me?
Oh please, stop harrassin’ me
Charge me up and put gas in me
Them likkle fish want to try a ting
Oh man, the audacity

[Outro: Stormzy]
Oh man, the audacity
Oh man, the audacity
Oh, it’s a catastrophe
I change the game drastically
Big Mike cut down Glastonbury (Big man)
Flashbacks from Glastonbury (Woo)
Love it when it all comes back to me
Telling lies, not facts on me
I roll out with no spesh on me
God’s son, this is flesh on me
Stay away from these paigon youts
Cah many men, they wish death on me
When Banksy put the vest on me
Felt like God was testin’ me
When Banksy put the vest on me
Felt like God was testin’ me

Stormzy – Wiley Flow + lyrics

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Stormzy has paid homage to the godfather of grime on ‘Wiley Flow’, his fourth new track of 2019.

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Wiley Flow lyrics

[Intro: Wiley]
Bruv, I didn’t look at it this way before
But as I approach my birthday
All you man are my youngers
You man are my youngers, bruv


[Verse 1]
If you can’t do 10K first week
Then I don’t wanna’ hear no chat about numbers
You man are my youngers
All blacked out like grungers
Tens and twenties and hundreds
Tens and twenties and thousands, uh
I can’t never just lowe dem (No)
On Mount Everest shoutin’ (I)
Soon go back to the mountains
Third album, nigga, I bless the beat with smoke
And my day one bros they kept me close
Then I sip my Tetley take a toke
They’re tryna get me on the ropes
Ayy, bro got the speshy in his coat
So, please man let’s just be adults
And don’t be flexin’ in my boat
Nigga, you can’t test me, I’m the G.O.A.T
Rolex collections lookin’ dope
I got the Pepsi and the Hulk
And I ain’t flexin’ on you niggas
Cah I’ll still be sexy if I’m broke

[Chorus]
Wait, there and I was made to win like I’m designed to blow
We’re doin’ major things, but it’s a minor though
I used to pay for things but that was time ago
And now I hit you niggas with the Wiley flow, it’s like

[Verse 2]
Bad ’em up, bad ’em up, bad ’em up once
Never could you take me for a dunce
Been on the scene for a hundred months
All I met is bare cunts
Take man for lunch, eediot youts get punched
Pick one boy from your bunch
Tell man, “Jump!”, oh, what, you didn’t wanna jump? Well
Oh, well, look, now you’re slumped
Lil’ nigga, I swerve (Lil’ nigga I swerve)
Get out my lane (Get out my lane)
North and East and West are hot but the South’s on flames
This year I’ma be a household name
I grew up in a house of pain
I don’t do it for the clout or fame
All the real niggas gonna’ vouch on my name
All the real niggas gonna’ vouch on my
(Vouch on my, woo, vouch on my, vouch on my)
Yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 3]
If you ain’t got more than five Top 10’s
Then I don’t wanna hear no chat about chartin’
You man are just startin’
Comin’ like a young Chris Martin
Start swingin’ with my arms like Carlton
Start swingin’ with my arms like Anthony
All my niggas been charged, don’t amp me
Have your Mrs. in her bra and panty
If you see me in the dance, I’m anti, quite frankly
Heavyweight champion of the world
They wanna’ war me for my belt
If you ever hear Stormzy caught an L
Know I stood tall before I fell
There’s a couple birthdays comin’ up
So I took like a quarter from the shelf
Spent like a 100 on my mum, then about 140 on myself
The Mille; I sport it like Pharrell
But I got the Nautilus as well
And all of the stories that I’ve lived, my nigga
These are the the stories that I tell

[Chorus]
Wait there and I was made to win like I’m designed to blow
We’re doin’ major things, but it’s a minor though
I used to pay for things but that was time ago
And now I hit you niggas with the Wiley flow, it’s like

[Hook]
Run up on them man laughing, fuck it
You got a chain but you tuck it, fuck it
Man throw dirt on my name, blud, fuck it
Slew anybody in the family, fuck it
Run up on them man laughing, fuck it
You got a chain but you tuck it, fuck it
Man throw dirt on my name, blud, fuck it
Slew anybody in the family, iyt, iyt

[Verse 4]
My last three tunes kinda prove that I did this
Mind what you say, I put a yout on my shit list
Must be the same old yout in the dinner hall
Primary, sippin’ on my juice with my biscuits
I’m from a place where we move to da witness
Stare in your face, tell ’em “Business is business”
Came for the fame but she stayed for the litness
Ask your new girl, she loves Mr. Skeng
You’ll never ever see me with guys known for verbals
My bruddas pull up and sky no rehearsals
Don’t switch sides, there’s no role reversals
How’s the best spitter in grime so commercial?
Wait, nobody said you’re good, dun your chat
Your girl take the wood lumberjack
Hit ’em with the lighter flex, humble brag
I can’t drop the bag, I’m the bag

[Outro]
Yeah, yeah
If you ain’t got no platinum plaques
Then I don’t wanna hear no chat about—
Nah, I’m joking, man

Stormzy – Vossi Bop + lyrics

Stormzy – Vossi Bop Download

Multiple UK Grime Award Winner Stormzy kick starts 2019 by dropping his new single titled “Vossi Bop”.