文本歌词

Big For Your Boots (Live At MTV EMA 2017) - Stormzy
Written by：Michael Ebenazer Kwadjo Omari Owuo Junior/Karl Joseph
You're getting way too big for your boots
You're never too big for the boot
I've got the big size twelves on my feet
Your face ain't big for my boot
Kick up the yout
Man know that I kick up the yout
Dem boy dere tried twist up the truth
How dare you twist up the truth look
Come round here like a badboy do it
Bun all the talking go on then do it
Running through the party bottle of bacardí
Bro's in my ear saying stormz don't do it
Devil on my shoulder I don't lack
Hit 'em with a crowbar I don't scrap
Even when I'm sober I'm so gassed
Say you ride but there's no car and no mash what you talking 'bout
Clown stand down
Never had a MAC10 or a trey pound
You were never bad then you ain't bad now
Never had the MAC then little ni**a back down
Wait I saw bare kicks saw bare clothes
Said f**k that I can't wear those
I don't like them they're not my ting
They went silent they're all weirdos
Like yeah Stormz gone clear
Never had a Tom Ford or a Moncler
Mandem are calm but you see my don there
F**keries tell 'em don't do it don't dare
Don't care who you know from my block
You're not Al Capone you'll get boxed
They can take my car and my creps
I'll still do the road in my socks
Like who's gonna stop me you him
W**d in a cigarette blue slims
Don't be an idiot move smart
I've been killing it new king
Niggas ain't ready for my new stuff
You're a prick by yourself go and group up
And when Krept went states for the BETs
I was covering Krept like a bootcut
Ith mad that's a family ting straight family ting
Dem man are broke no salary ting
Had a peng ting called Amy
Telling me to come round hers on a Valerie ting
Hashtag Merky Academy ting
Coming like art in a gallery ting
Dem boy dere wanna chat about bars
You're getting way too big for your boots
You're never too big for the boot
I've got the big size twelves on my feet
Your face ain't big for my boot
Kick up the yout
Man know that I kick up the yout
Dem boy dere tried twist up the truth
How dare you twist up the truth wait
Too hot
Drug money in my shoebox
I'm the man of the house and my shows sold out
Like the brudda from the boondocks
Beats 1 in my boombox
Still steal meat from the stew pot
Mandem go sick when my tune drops
Little man that's a hublot not a hublot
What pronounce it right you prick
I go mad yeah I'm down to die for this
I don't care bro I'm down to pipe your chick
Mad stressed so I'm bound to light my spliffs
Wait I'm bound to ride for flipz
Real Gs gonna ride around to this
Man I've got no time to write a diss
I never left my nine to five for this Wasteman ting
I don't care what rave man's in
I came here to relax but if it gets mad
Mek a young boy take man's tings
Try tell me I'm way too big to rebel
Nah man you're never too big to rebel
I was in the O2 singing my lungs out
Rudeboy you're never too big for Adele
Leave my yard blow a kiss to my girl
Salute to my sister as well
Gotta keep trophies down at my mum's bit
Man I'm getting way too big for my shelf
Man I see bare MCs wanna sideline
But I still got a couple bangers in the pipeline
Man I've got grown men @ing me bullshit
You're getting way too old for the timeline
You're getting way too old for a diss
Should've looked after your kids
Get out the booth go home to your son
It's never too late to commit
It's like man love put my name in a bar
Random flight get a plane to Qatar
You're getting way too big for your boots
You're never too big for the boot
I've got the big size twelves on my feet
Your face ain't big for my boot
Kick up the yout
Man know that I kick up the yout
Dem boy dere tried twist up the truth
How dare you twist up the truth look
You're getting way too big for your boots
You're never too big for the boot
I've got the big size twelves on my feet
Your face ain't big for my boot
Kick up the yout
Man know that I kick up the yout
Dem boy dere tried twist up the truth
How dare you twist up the truth