Big Michael lyrics

[Intro]

Ayy, yo, Stormzy, G

I beg you, G, release music, fam

'Cause you know what? It’s gettin' me so mad, fam

Michael, what's wrong with you?

Fuckin’ pussio

Release some fuckin' music, man, dickhead

Big Michael

And it's like

[Verse 1]

Said I went mainstream, suck your mum (Mum, mum)

Not top two, top one (Top one, top one, top one)

Man must have thought I was dumb

What the fuck have you lot done? (Oh my days, oh my days)

Shellins

I made juice, life gave me lemons

You little fuckboys do my head in

Henry VIII, behead 'em, 'head 'em, 'head 'em

Can’t tell where I’m headin' (No)

Could be Glasto’, could be Reading (Yes)

I was on the field like Beding (Beding)

Dead him, dead him, dead him, dead him

Big Mike, I'm handlin' my weight

Big Mike, I'm standin’ with the greats

One week it's "Blinded By Your Grace"

Next week it's bang you in your face

Oh God, they love to wind me up

Got one by one, I line 'em up

Oh, you think you're Beckham? Try your luck

Big Michael's back, your time is up

Alright, check this

[Interlude]

Man can't tell me 'bout stretchin' fivers

I was on my pushback, clips and drivers

Man wanna diss, then text in private

Dem man are cool, but the rest don't like us

[Verse 2]

I'm not scared of lions, bears

Who lie on prayers, dem threats won't find us

Man's not scared of ticks and spiders

Think man's scared of sets and cyphers? (What?)

What you talkin' about? I'm skilled (Skilled)

What you talkin' about? I'm real (I'm real)

Put a fork in your mouth, I'm trill (Too trill)

Big Mike bought a house in the hill (Right there)

No, I'm never in the trap, and I'm never with the strap

And your nigga ain't out on the field (No way)

They say I'm on this and they say I'm on that

What you talkin' about? I build

From the ground up

Put your arms down, put your crown up

You come a long way from playin' pound up

You either motivate or go round up

And the kettle cost thirty bof (Yeah)

That's why they givin' me dirty looks (Yeah)

I don't do it for the 'Gram, but I do it for my fam

And I do it for the Merky books

Cah we're still takin' up space

I told my niggas rise up

Guess we're just a bunch of young kings

We made our city light up

I turn my city right up

Big Michael's back, your time's up

Big Michael's back, your time's up

Big Michael's back, your time's up

Easy

• Artist:Stormzy
• Album:Heavy is the Head