Stormzy � Rachael�s Little Brother

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Music is life it takes away your sorrows, motivates you, gives you Joy, that why I Stormzy Brings you this song Rachael�s Little Brother �today to cheer you up.

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Father, help me through the pain

Father, be my shelter when it’s due to rain

Brought this on my self, so tell me who’s to blame?

These niggas do me dirty, I can’t do the same

Do the same even though I had a meaner start

Still a league apart, guess I got a cleaner heart

Miscommunication tore my team apart

Now I’m the big dog, I make the whole arena bark

Boom-shacka-lacka when I shake the room

My goons bring the whackers, I just make the tunes

Hakuna Matata when my days are blue

All of you rappers need to pay your dues

Piss my gang off then the slide off, make you meet the chrome

They’ll be Thanos when they find out where you keep them stones

Brother stabbed me in my back, it really be your own

I still keep some dragons with me like I’m Peter Jones

I still keep some dragons with me like I’m Stormborne

They’re screaming, “More stormz, ” so I give ’em more Stormz

Mandem were against man and now dem man are for Stormz

You can get your chest banged or you can’ get your jaw torn

I’m that cold, niggas wanna see me back in that mode

Me and Killa skizzing on the back road

Chilling on our Jack Jones, used to keep our Rambo’s tucked

And now we skiz around in Lambo trucks and watch the fans go nuts

Father God, I can’t believe that this is life

Father God, I can’t believe that this is mine

Father God, you brought me down to build me up

I need your love to fill me up cah nigga hate to see me shine

My city’s always been a gangland

Man in the middle like I’m Bam-Bam

Coming like I’m Simba or I’m Aslan

Heart of lion man, they say I got a lion heart

You niggas just learned to fly, I got off to a flying start

This is that expensive rap, it’s coming like a dying art

Long as all my people when I’m called to play a tiny part

I am not alone in this, had to share my throne in this

Had to bite the bullet just to show my brothers ownership

I’m playing my position, them old boys know I’m on a mission

They know that I don’t follow no traditions

Do it like I’m Jigga, turn my niggas into moguls

Niggas tryna figure how we living through our socials

That’s ridiculous, if you wanna know then come and sit with us

Fifty-fifty on some knowledge, take a split with us

Cah if you went legit with us we’d probably build a nation

Passing on the things we learn and sharing information

Always better when we stick together, came up through the grit together

If I’m ever acting up, you’d tell me get my shit together

You hold me down, I do the same for you

I hold the crown and hold the bane for you, I finish what I came to do

You know I finish what I started

Yes I dot my I’s and cross my T’s, I’m fully hearted

Lost some to the streets but we prefer to say they martyred

We had OGs and we preferred them to our fathers

Aight, if I ain’t walking in the Holy Spirit I’m a target

Long, long time, I bought a ticket and departed

Now me and big Kuba get to bill it on the charted

I wish I had a pound for every rhythm that I clarted

Aw shit, I pray this feeling never lasts, I pray I cherish it

I pray you keep me on this path, I pray I never slip

I pray for God to really keep me in his fellowship

I bottle up and then I spill it to my therapist

It’s not a healthy way of living but we living still

Tryna fill empty voids up with 7-figure deals

Sertraline and nicotine, I hit it till it heals

And that’s the kinda shit to keep a nigga in his feels

Cah I coulda been a doctor, coulda been a lawyer

Coulda been a boxer like I’m Oscar De La Hoya

If I stayed at work I’d probably piss off my employer

I’m old school like Lacey-Ann al frente de todos

So it’s thank you to my mother and thank the Lord above us

I’m Mister GQ when I’m gracing on the cover

Plus I’m multi-talented it’s like I’m Donald Glover

Like what the fuck you talking ’bout? I’m Rachael’s little brother

Straight up, word

If you were to go, I dunno

You’re the only one who sweeps me off my feet

Makes my soul go weak

The only one that makes my heart want to beat and

I could never live without you

You know that what I feel has to be true

‘Cause you’re my, my sweet lover

If you were to go, I dunno

You’re the only one who sweeps me off my feet

Makes my soul go weak

The only one that makes my heart want to beat and

I could never live without you

You know that what I feel has to be true

‘Cause you’re my, my sweet lover

I pray you have your soul to keep

Old school like I’m holding heat

Old school like I’m Rolling Deep

Old school like a soul could be

Old school like when niggas used to do the dirt

Then go to sleep

Back when niggas wouldn’t tweet

Now you niggas over tweet

Damn, a nigga hate to see it

Niggas couldn’t wait to pree it

I can see love in your heart

Tell me why you hate to free it?

Tell me why you hate to show it?

I’m my country’s greatest poet

Only right I make ’em know it

Candles on my cake, I blow it

Always used to make a wish

Close my eyes and make me rich

Nowadays don’t ask for shit

Close my eyes and take the pip

I’m just happy seeing me happy

Brings you some joy

It’s the little things in life

These are things this thing destroyed, yeah

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