Handsome Stormzy
"Handsome" by Stormzy, released in 2017, is a #HipHop track that explores themes of confidence, self-identity, and resilience. The lyrics convey a message of embracing one's uniqueness and the importance of self-love, with Stormzy celebrating his success and attractiveness. Musically, it features a blend of catchy beats and clever wordplay, showcasing Stormzy's lyrical prowess. The song has contributed to the UK's grime scene, influencing a new generation of artists and amplifying discussions around self-empowerment in contemporary culture.
[Intro: J Hus & Stormzy]
Ayy, yo, it's Heavy Papa
AKA Heavy Duty, don't hide the beauty
Representing Kanka always
Top militarian, the Jamba boys
The goal is to touch your soul
Everywhere I go, I make it warm
I would never inform, but I'm fully on form
I'll bring the fire, Stormzy bring the storm
Yeah, flavour
Flavour
[Verse 1]
First things first, I'm a real G (Word)
How's a tweet on Twitter gonna kill me? (How?)
If I ain't the G.O.A.T., then I will be (True)
They know this, so they seven figure deal me, oh, do you feel me?
Facts why I'm still on (Yeah)
And I still got racks for my real don (Boy)
And we used to bang your shit
Now your album, it's just something that we built on
I look around and there ain't no love now
Scream "Fuck them all," I'm on crud now
Wanna call me bro like we're blood now
Word to Capo Lee, it's all mad now, like
I still stir on a brudda while you're there with your bros (Yeah)
In the big boy satin, make you tear for your clothes (Yeah)
See the fear in your eyes, man are scared of the flow (Yeah)
Still man of the year five years in a row, I
Still don't do police
Cah they act like they care when they do the least, and
Every time I drop a new release
Gyally pull up to my door like I'm Uber Eats, I flex
I let the fool boy do the deets
When I'm tourin', I do the streets
It's all calm 'til you're caught on a rope for your stupid tweets
And then you act like you're new to beef
I thought I told you
Ayy, yo, it's Heavy Papa
AKA Heavy Duty, don't hide the beauty
Representing Kanka always
Top militarian, the Jamba boys
The goal is to touch your soul
Everywhere I go, I make it warm
I would never inform, but I'm fully on form
I'll bring the fire, Stormzy bring the storm
Yeah, flavour
Flavour
[Verse 1]
First things first, I'm a real G (Word)
How's a tweet on Twitter gonna kill me? (How?)
If I ain't the G.O.A.T., then I will be (True)
They know this, so they seven figure deal me, oh, do you feel me?
Facts why I'm still on (Yeah)
And I still got racks for my real don (Boy)
And we used to bang your shit
Now your album, it's just something that we built on
I look around and there ain't no love now
Scream "Fuck them all," I'm on crud now
Wanna call me bro like we're blood now
Word to Capo Lee, it's all mad now, like
I still stir on a brudda while you're there with your bros (Yeah)
In the big boy satin, make you tear for your clothes (Yeah)
See the fear in your eyes, man are scared of the flow (Yeah)
Still man of the year five years in a row, I
Still don't do police
Cah they act like they care when they do the least, and
Every time I drop a new release
Gyally pull up to my door like I'm Uber Eats, I flex
I let the fool boy do the deets
When I'm tourin', I do the streets
It's all calm 'til you're caught on a rope for your stupid tweets
And then you act like you're new to beef
I thought I told you
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