Sounds of the Skeng - Stormzy

Easy

And it’s like

Five whole years on the circuit

Every single year I merk it (Every single year)

I switch flows, they jerk it

I flip more, then reverse it (Woo, woo)

Told bro, reimburse it, I just hope that it’s worth it (Gimme' that,

gimme' that)

'Cause if I slap a bitch arse nigga I’ma make it look (Perfect!)

I’ma make it look perfect, cah he probably deserves it

See, old-school Mike just splurges

Please, don’t let him resurface (Word, word)

They go the fastest (Fastest), I go the furthest (Zoom, zoom)

And a nigga been the hardest (Part)

And I bun all my verses

Man might kick off your face, I’m worst

Man might leave with your babes, I’m burst

Man just bad up the place and merk

Them man lift up a wasteman skirt

You man ain’t been entirely truthful, have you?

I know the truth can hurt

I know that, I know my two hands work

I know that, I know I do man dirt

Flipz said 'low me again, 'low me again, this that

(Sounds of the—) Sounds of the Skeng

I move foul with my friends, foul with the pen

Don’t start howlin' again

My dawgs them are different

Nigga, I am Mr. Skeng, spot the difference

Big Mike, don’t need no assistance

So, please, give a nigga some distance

Name a nigga that’s this consistent

You man just love beggin' it too much

You man love the Americans too much

I do the most, but it’s never been too much

Go coast to coast, and I never get moved up, facts (Facts, facts, facts)

We talkin' racks (Racks, racks), we talkin' plaques (Plaques), or stats

Ayy, rude boy, you do the maths

Aight, look, look, G in the south, but I live in the sticks now

Really been about, but they think I’m a prick now

Got a little money, and a couple of BRITs now

Big for my boot, but it’s funny, it fits now

The sauce don’t stick to my swag, it drips now

You niggas thought you were bad, you’re piss now

Cah that boy got to the bag, you’re rich now

I hope you niggas know what it is now

But man might

Man might kick off your face, I’m worst

Man might leave with your babes, I’m burst

Man just bad up the place and merk

Them man lift up a wasteman skirt

You man ain’t been entirely truthful, have you?

I know the truth can hurt

I know that, I know my two hands work

I know that, I know I do man dirt

Flipz said 'low me again, 'low me again, this that

(Sounds of the—) Sounds of the Skeng

I move foul with my friends, foul with the pen

Don’t start howlin' again

My dawgs them are different

Nigga, I am Mr. Skeng, spot the difference

Big Mike, don’t need no assistance

So, please, give a nigga some distance

Name a nigga that’s this consistent

Name a nigga that’s this on point (On point)

Froze, wrist on point (On point)

For the trolls, fist on point (On point)

Get your pose and your list on point

Wait there, little niggas wanna' diss this joint (Alright)

They tryna' figure «Like, what is this joint?»

(Alright)

Me and Flip’ll come and flip this joint (C'mon)

My spliff big like MIST’s joint (C'mon)

Lil' niggas can’t hit this joint

And I knew it was a banger when I ripped this joint in

Man talk dirt on my name

But the truth is, they’re not realistic points

I’m bigger in person, whippin' excursion

My niggas whip this joint

Don’t talk like president Flipz’s joint

Real niggas gonna' dig this joint but

Man might kick off your face, I’m worst

Man might leave with your babes, I’m burst

Man just bad up the place and merk

Them man lift up a wasteman skirt

You man ain’t been entirely truthful, have you?

I know the truth can hurt

I know that, I know my two hands work

I know that, I know I do man dirt

Flipz said 'low me again, 'low me again, this that

(Sounds of the—) Sounds of the Skeng

I move foul with my friends, foul with the pen

Don’t start howlin' again

My dawgs them are different

Nigga, I am Mr. Skeng, spot the difference

Big Mike, don’t need no assistance

So, please, give a nigga some distance

Name a nigga that’s this consistent