Letra Sorry rach! Stormzy

Sorry rach!

Hey, just a quick thing, something I was just thinking about

Yeah, tell the judge to suck his mum, I never swore an oath (I never)
Sold the Rolls and sold the Lambo', yeah, I sold them both (I did)
A band's light, you should've seen me in a stolen Golf (Skrrt)
I'm protected by the Holy Ghost (Boy)
I'm chivalrous, I kick it down, and then I hold the door (Boy)
Saint Nicholas couldn't've built himself a colder court (Nah)
If I need the money, I just go and tour
Deuteronomy 3:22, this is my holy war
The only person I follow is the Messiah (The Messiah)
The only heir to my throne is King Josiah (King Josiah)
The only face that my answer is to Aniyah
I'm God's son, you should've listened to Jeremiah, ooh
You should've listened to me
I'm not a hitman, I pull the trigger for free
All fours down, uh, see how I hid in debris
Still tryna figure the fee, who done it bigger than me?
Who done it better than Mike?
You little bitch nigga, don't make me get on my bike
I fly 'round there like the weather was nice
Factory set, but it's better with ice
Nah, don't let me eff up the—
I heard they wanna hang me out to dry for a nugget meal
The world might never love your boy again, but my mother will
On and off the—, this must be how my luggage feel
I've done Vogue, but mostly I cover bills, tsh
Mostly I cover cost
I feel to move to Clarendon and do lover's rock
We had it ringing in July like a summer bop
Oi, don't piss my brothers off
Oh, it's effortless, they're askin' about Merky Fest
I should do Kettle Fest, don't come if you're kettle-less
Got niggas talking on me, but I live on Everest
Come off my premises, Jehovah's in the details
I'm in the crevices, my niggas is menaces
I pray for my nemesis, the Devil is convincin', I saw it in Genesis
She said, "Do you miss me?", I said that I never miss, I sit and I reminisce

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World might never love your boy again, but my mother will
The world might never love your boy again, but my mother will

It's Big Mike, not the likkle, I'm hearing that they got me in a pickle
It hurts, but then it tickles, if I had a penny or a nickel
For every time I figured it was fickle, I guess that it's official
Water on my wrist, I let it trickle, they thought I had a hammer and a sickle
My head is on a swivel, I don't know the point in bein' civil
They think I'm Big Mike, I'm more Bivel (Oi)
There's five percent that really feel away, that makes me feel a way
Don't ever, ever, ever think I'll switch, that's the least I'll say
I spent thirty on a rock, I guess I'm Tina Fey
And if I made you insecure, then I'm Issa Rae
There it is, everybody's got a clean heart, can you swear it is?
Niggas thinking that I lost my soul, I'll show you—

He without sins shall cast the first stone
This year, I'm tryna take mum to Carbone, ooh

World might never love your boy again, but my mother will
The world might never love your boy again, but my mother will
Big Rascal, Mike, yeah (This is Croydon 97.8 FM)
Ayy

Okay, you stab me in my back, you need a better knife (Ooh)
I'm so lit, you think that I've been set alight (Ooh, ooh)
I told the boys, "I think I met my wife" (Huh?)
Baby, if you had my baby, then you're set for life (Broadcasting live)
She told me, "Do the roar" (Roar)
Come around me, now you're lit, this wasn't you before
I think I got her tapped, she's like the two before (Yeah)
And I don't mean to brag, but yes, I do perform
It's applaudable
I give you TLC, we're chasing waterfalls
They throwin' flowers now
I do you double dirt, you take a shower now

The world might never love your boy again, but my mother will
The world might never love your boy again, but my mother will