Ghetto Superstars

[Verse 1: Stormzy] Yo, man are old school like Zap Zone Used to play Snakes on my trap phone Walk in the roads on my jack jones Word to my balls and my backbone They had to let my big bro [?] Your boy came through with the mad flow Batmobile, put it in bat mode Kick man's face in my astros Used to cut through the ends in my Astra My Brum ting said "Stormz, go faster" Tell a boy get ready for the rapture Yeah, they all talk bad till I catch ya But fuck that, money on my mind Talk Ps, your Gs look bummy all the time It's cold here but it's sunny in Dubai So I need to find a way to get my mummy in the sky [Verse 2: Kyze] Jail time's over, back to the future I was in the future back then with the shooter I put work in, real trooper I used to come through and beat corn through a Luger Then leave in a manoeuvre Guys were live till I beat 'em with a snoozer Now they're banging a computer I used to jump out [?] Puma 'Member, but don't let me confuse ya We've still got the work and serve the consumer And I'll soon link an abuser But right now I'm hot, but watch while I'm cooler So right now, I'm fucking with the rhymes Like Stormzy said, I've got money on my mind Cause breddas act funny all the time Rappers bitching on my phone like a honey on my line And them man are fucking with the swine I don't mean pork, I mean talking to the guy Oi my yout, talk into my eye You got something to hide? Stop talking to my Nike [Verse 3: Stormzy] Yo, shout out Squaddy in the rave More time, man say squaddy in the rave Workrate, man stays bodying the gameh Mind and soul, put my body in the game HMP got my donny in the cage Fake MC with your dodgy little chain You just talk, you just got a lot to say You don't bang, you just live on the estate, but All the things that they don't do They're all the things that I've done And where'd you get that flow from? Cuh that sounds like my one And I still ain't got a girl so Hear what, we can share yours till I find one Running round the ends tryna get yourself a skeng Big man like you, get a job, go and buy one [Verse 4: Kyze] So tell 'em there's a storm inside Man's scared when it's Stormzy and Kyze inside Came with the goons, got 'em all in line Everybody gonna fall in, all in time This game's mine, I'm all but nice And apart from the boydem, all is fine And it's all been crime And I'm still on the grind, we ain't all been signed '09, had to do a little time Fuckboys came through so I just do Kyze Big up Stormzy, my guy I've got the dreamers' disease, I'll tell 'em all in five