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Stormzy Ft JME Type Beat - Fam (Prod. Black Hand) Grime Beat 2017
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Stormzy
Stormzy
Vocals
J Hus
J Hus
Vocals
Patrick Kiernan
Patrick Kiernan
Violin
Hayley Pomfrett
Hayley Pomfrett
Violin
Eleanor Mathieson
Eleanor Mathieson
Violin
Jenny Sacha
Jenny Sacha
Violin
Anna Croad
Anna Croad
Violin
Kotono Sato
Kotono Sato
Violin
Natalia Bonner
Natalia Bonner
Violin
Richard Pryce
Richard Pryce
Double Bass
Camilla Pay
Camilla Pay
Harp
Fraser T. Smith
Fraser T. Smith
Programming
Bryony James
Bryony James
Cello
Deborah Widdup
Deborah Widdup
Violin
Emma Owens
Emma Owens
Viola
Ghetts
Ghetts
Vocals
Ladonna Harley-Peters
Ladonna Harley-Peters
Vocals
Rebecca Jones
Rebecca Jones
Viola
Rosie Denvers
Rosie Denvers
Cello
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ghetts
Ghetts
Songwriter
J Hus
J Hus
Songwriter
Stormzy
Stormzy
Songwriter
Rosie Denvers
Rosie Denvers
Orchestrator
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Stormzy
Stormzy
Producer
P2J
P2J
Producer
Fraser T. Smith
Fraser T. Smith
Producer
Manon Grandjean
Manon Grandjean
Mixing Engineer
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer
Randy Merrill
Randy Merrill
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Bryan Wilson
Bryan Wilson
Engineer
Nick Taylor
Nick Taylor
Engineer
EY
EY
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yo, yo
Them man are selective bad boys (Bad boys)
Some "we just wanna be accepted" bad boys (Bad boys)
Some big-whips-but-no-electric bad boys (Bad boys)
Think they're bad 'cause of Narcos, they're some Netflix bad boys (Bad boys)
I know real shower man, you know reckless bad boys (Bad boys)
You know them protein-shake-in-their-breakfast bad boys (Bad boys)
Them man are some "Bro, could you get me on the guest list?" bad boys (Bad boys)
And then they wanna get up in the club and start flexing bad boys
[Verse 2]
Give me the crown, man, I want that (Want that)
Red Bull with the cognac (Cognac)
I tried to share my throne with 'em
But I can see you ain't on that (On that)
I'm on arms, on combat (Combat)
No trace, no contact (Contact)
Bro bought a new mash
I don't know what that gun there's called, but it's long, akh (Long, akh)
[Verse 3]
Bad boy who?
You are not part of a bad boy crew
Me and Flipz roll up, tell a boy "Hold up"
Looking like something offa Bad Boys 2
Bad boy jeans and a bad boy shoe (Shoe)
You are not a bad boy, move!
Shut down shows and the mandem go nuts
All the bad chicks make mad noise too
Look, fuck-boy, what you gonna say? What you gonna do? Run?
Ah, yeah right, you ain't gonna do none
Bad boy life ain't all that you hoped for
Should've done book, but you wanna do gun
Charge three for a Z, that's banter
Black whip, all black swag like a panther
Heard through the vine that Stormz ain't a bad boy
But I take care of my fam, I'm a gangster
Yeah, that's right, just a young boy in the hood
Fast forward, now I'm Big Mike
Still away from the hype, **** weren't bad back then
Nah, it's cons, man, I swear on my life
Put faith in my knife, wrong move had me on edge
On the back-road, paying for my stripes
So fuck these ****
All these likkle gun drillers wanna come and try do me like Trife
[Verse 4]
You're not bad, I'm bad, ask Carlos
How they gonna harm us?
Came wearing a flat-cap, looking like somebody's father
I brought the bad man here
I brought the bad man here
You're a bad man how? Bad man where?
Apart from you, there's bad man here
[Verse 5]
You're not bad, I'm bad, ask Carlos
How they gonna harm us?
Came wearing a flat-cap, looking like somebody's father
I brought the bad man here
I brought the bad man here
You're a bad man how? Bad man where?
Apart from you, there's bad man here
[Verse 6]
I'm fully on what you're half on (Facts)
I've done dirt, no mask on (Facts)
Eighteen when I told man "Ask Carlos" (Facts)
Now they ask how much man's car cost (Facts)
Drive-by ting
Aim for your head and convertible your hard-top
Your legs shake, your heart stops, that's a M case
Nah, darg
Not me, not there, not G
I put bread on my beef like Soljah
You've got rice, I've got P's
I told you already
My ****, I don't know you from anywhere
Big spear that'll go through your belly there
Payback, but you don't owe me a penny, yeah
Fuck that! Fist-fight, fair and square
Nah, fuck that! Flick-knife, wear and tear
Nah, fuck that! This guy's wearing his share
Might come back midnight, airin' a flare
Deal with the matter like Skibba
How's he gonna feel when I'm shattering his liver?
Bloodbath flow, fling a man up in a river
Fourteen, holding my shank in the mirror
Like, I dare anyone (I dare anyone)
Playground looking like a Lunn Poly advert
Where's everyone? (Like where's everyone?)
I ain't scared of you, but I'm scared of your gun (I am)
Frightening
That's when I got my ting
It was all calm before Stormzy
Now it's lightning
[Verse 7]
You're not bad, I'm bad, ask Carlos
How they gonna harm us?
Came wearing a flat-cap, looking like somebody's father
I brought the bad man here
I brought the bad man here
You're a bad man how? Bad man where?
Apart from you, there's bad man here
[Verse 8]
You're not bad, I'm bad, ask Carlos
How they gonna harm us?
Came wearing a flat-cap, looking like somebody's father
I brought the bad man here
I brought the bad man here
You're a bad man how? Bad man where?
Apart from you, there's bad man here
Written by: Justin Clarke, Eyobed Getachew, Richard Isong Olowaranti Mbuk Isong, Momodou Lamin Jallow, Jonathan Anthony Boakye Mensah, Junior Michael Ebenazer Kwadjo Omari Owuo
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