Edit Lyric - Lyricshot
Feature Note:
After successfully editing the lyric, we will review your submission. The review process may take up to one week.
Current Song
Take Me Back to London (feat. Stormzy)
Ed Sheeran
Your Name
*
Lyric Content
*
Jet plane headed up to the sky Spread wings in the clouds getting high We ain’t hit a rave in a while So take me back to London Yo I do deals but I never get twanged Moves that ain’t ever been planned Know goons that were never in gangs Where I’m from chat **** get banged Where I’m from chat **** let the twelve gage rip Yeah it’s sick how it fits in my hand I don’t mix with the glitz and the glam All these stupid pricks on the Gram I don’t do online beef Or Neeky Grime beef I’m way too G’d up to beef a grime neek I bought an AP to help me time keep My shooter ride deep, he moves when I speak My shooter ride Shoot a guy Leave you wet like you scuba dived You were younger then And now we unified South London boys get you crucified , I’m gone It’s that time, Big Mike and Teddy are on grime I wanna try new things they just want me to sing Because nobody thinks I write rhymes And now I’m back in the bits with my guy Give me a packet of crisps with my pint I hit my friends up go straight to the pub ‘Cause I haven’t been home in time, yes I But that’s my fault (oh) Grossed half a billi' on the Divide tour (oh) Yes I ain’t kidding what would I lie for (oh) But now I’m back on the track with big Michael He said ‘Teddy never get off your high horse And never let 'em take your crown’ I’ve been away for a while, travelled a millions miles but I’m heading back to London town right now Jet plane headed up to the sky (to the sky) Spread wings in the clouds getting high (woo, woo) We ain’t hit a rave in a while (in a while) So take me back to London Bass high, middle night, ceiling low Sweat brow drippin' down when in Rome (when in Rome) No town does it quite like my home So take me back to London Yo when I squeeze off this little pen of mine Done the remix now I got Ed on grime And this ain’t like any top 10 of mine I arrived at Wembley ahead of time And that’s stadiums, man are aliens I drink super malts and Vibranium I got an RM11 titanium And I rock a 5970 daily but I want soul I want flows, don’t need tags rippin' off my clothes Don’t need pricks blowin' up my phone and Ted said ‘That’s just the way things go’ It’s just the way things go, amazing flows Grime or rap man I gave them both Took this sound that was made in BOW went global man now the case is closed 2015 in a Baddingham Pub I told Stormz Two years he’ll be wrapping it up And you’ll go through tears with the people you love But when you get to the top, man it’s never enough 'Cause you can win BRITs (it don’t stop) And you can do Glasto (headline slot) But when you’re miles away and you’re feeling alone Gotta remember that there ain’t no place like home Jet plane headed up to the sky (to the sky) Spread wings in the clouds getting high(getting high) We ain’t hit a rave in a while (in a while) So take me back to London Bass high, middle night, ceiling low Sweat brow drippin' down when in Rome (when in Rome) No town does it quite like my home So take me back to London
Minimum 10 characters required
Submit Lyric Edit
Return to Lyric Page