Stormzy – Mr Skeng Lyrics

Mr Skeng

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"Mr Skeng." - Stormzy

Thursday, 22 October 2026, 04:34 pm

Album: Gang Signs & Prayer

Track No: 07

Yeah, yo
Call me Gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng
Check one, two, man skitzed again
Dickhead yout in a dickhead crew
Getting gassed up by your dickhead friends
It's like dem man woke up pissed again
If I buck these pricks again
Cah I got goons and you got goons
But the difference is your shit pretends
And my **** don't talk or rap
No, my **** don't talk or clash
No, my **** don't talk, they mash
Fuck boys, man, are you talking smack?
They said, "Stormzy can't be the king of grime cah he can't do radio sets"
Let's be real, rude boy, I would light up a radio set
Like, really, I can't stand these fucking pricks
I don't care about your fucking whip
Mum, if you're listening, close your ears
But tell them paigons suck my dick
I've had enough of them, they all piss me off
Had one chance, they missed the shot
I link up Flipz, then we burn your bridge
Then we laugh about it and split the prof
Call me Gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng
Check one, two, man skitzed again
Dickhead yout in a dickhead crew
Getting gassed up by your dickhead friends
I think I just got dissed again
Think I care who this offends?
Run up on man like Bale with a–
Slap that through your shit defence
And I can still get a box imported
Said "Don't worry 'bout the beef, it's sorted"
My man said he's a real gun shooter
Then my brother said "Rah, that's awkward"
My man's never been bad, that's bullshit
Two weeks in the Top 10, who called it?
Christmas, I went to war with the corporates
Like, big-up the ones that bought it
I do rap, then I do grime, then I do rap
Then I sing, then I roll right back
They said, "You ain't gonna blow like that"
Who gives a fuck? You know, like that?
Ice in my cup, come cold like that
Woah, we ain't even close like that
You know my style, know my stats
Don't talk bad if you don't talk facts
If I sign now, what's the buyout clause?
One Top 10, five sold-out tours?
Might fling a mixtape out when I'm bored
My life's okay, how about yours?
Brother, I'm good, I stay with the Lord
Bible carrier, that's my sword
Matthew 12, so I don't talk
John 19's why I never got caught
Look
Call me Gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng
Check one, two, man skitzed again
Dickhead yout in a dickhead crew
Getting gassed up by your dickhead friends
Back now, damn, I've missed the pen
Had one shot, you missed the pen
Badmind youts with their badmind ways
What they wish for me I don't wish for them
I don't pay them fools, never been told
Robbing phones outside Elliott School
Let me get a little bit of Henny, I'm cool
Many have come, but many do fall away
What? You thought I was the one?
I was fourteen tryna buy me a gun
Most **** doing what I did back then
So now I thank God for the guy I've become
That's Gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng
Check one, two, man skitzed again
Dickhead yout in a dickhead crew
Getting gassed up by your dickhead friends
Yeah, it's Gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng
Check one, two, man skitzed again
Dickhead yout in a dickhead crew
Getting gassed up by your dickhead friends
Yeah, it's Gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng
Gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng
Gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng
Yeah, it's Gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng
Gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng
You had one **** and you missed the pen, and that's
Flex, ayy

Writer(s): Michael Ebenezer Kwadjo Omari Owuo Jr. & Karl Joseph.

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