21 Gun Salute
Stormzy Lyrics


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Woke up on my crucifix again
Was up all night praying for revenge
I don't need more enemies for friends
Tell me how much times can I kill this game for them
But I still love these youts
21 Gun Salute
Fuck wi' you
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I put my trust in you
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Would you share your last bullet with me if there weren't any more gun salutes?

Yeah, okay, our father who are in Heaven
Know that I pray that I still stay repping
Pray for my bros and the pagans souls who turn their nose every time I step in
Lord, I pray that my bro stops betting
Man, that roulette machine won't let him
And I can't wait 'til I say 'I do' and the bros say 'Brap', gun shots at my wedding
You know how we do, flex on occasions, no more food
Left it with Satan, Lord you know I'm a different person but Lord why do they test my patience?
Please can I bun my zoot in peace?
21 Gun Salute for these neeks
I don't ever wanna be like them so I say this prayer every time I go sleep
And it goes like this

Woke up on my crucifix again, yeah
Was up all night praying for revenge (up all night prayin')
I don't need more enemies for friends
Tell me how much times can I kill this game for them
But I still love these youts
21 Gun Salute
Fuck wi' you
21 Gun Salute
I put my trust in you




21 Gun Salute
Would you share your last bullet with me if there weren't any more gun salutes?

Overall Meaning

In these lyrics, Stormzy seems to be grappling with a complex mix of emotions. On one hand, he seems to be feeling great hostility towards his enemies - he spends an entire night praying for revenge, and notes that he doesn't need any more "enemies for friends." He is, in other words, prepared to fight harder and harder against those who oppose him.


At the same time, however, Stormzy seems to have great affection for people on both sides of the conflict. He talks about "these youts" (youths), perhaps implying that the divide between himself and his enemies is not just personal but generational; they are on opposite sides of a larger cultural divide. And he asks a hypothetical question: if there were no more gun salutes (which would suggest an end to the conflict), would his enemies still be willing to share their last bullet with him? The use of the word "last" suggests a kind of camaraderie, or perhaps even a tragic sense of mutual dependence - they are locked in this cycle of violence together, even if they don't necessarily want to be.


The song seems to be about a lot of things - fragility, betrayal, friendship, conflict - and it all comes together in these lyrics. They suggest that Stormzy is struggling with a lot of difficult emotions, and is perhaps trying to find a way out of the never-ending cycle of violence he finds himself in.


Line by Line Meaning

Woke up on my crucifix again
I feel like I'm being crucified and suffering, just like Jesus did


Was up all night praying for revenge
I spent all night asking God for justice against those who wronged me


I don't need more enemies for friends
I don't want to associate with people who don't have my best interests at heart


Tell me how much times can I kill this game for them
How many times do I have to prove myself to the industry and my haters?


But I still love these youts
Despite everything, I still care about the youth and want to inspire them


21 Gun Salute
I'm celebrating my own success and achievements


Fuck wi' you
I don't want to be associated with people who bring me down or disrespect me


I put my trust in you
I have faith in my friends and confidantes


Would you share your last bullet with me if there weren't any more gun salutes?
If we were in a life or death situation, would you have my back and put your life on the line for me?


Yeah, okay, our father who are in Heaven
I'm acknowledging God and asking for his guidance


Know that I pray that I still stay repping
I pray that I can continue to represent and be a positive role model


Pray for my bros and the pagans souls who turn their nose every time I step in
I ask God to bless my friends and even my haters, who criticize me every time I succeed


Lord, I pray that my bro stops betting
I ask God to help my friend with his gambling addiction


Man, that roulette machine won't let him
The gambling machine keeps tempting my friend and making him lose money


And I can't wait 'til I say 'I do' and the bros say 'Brap', gun shots at my wedding
I look forward to getting married and celebrating with my friends, who will shoot guns in celebration


You know how we do, flex on occasions, no more food
We like to show off and celebrate on special occasions, even if it means we'll be broke afterwards


Left it with Satan, Lord you know I'm a different person but Lord why do they test my patience?
I've overcome my past demons and temptations, but people still push my buttons and test my patience


Please can I bun my zoot in peace?
Can I please smoke my weed in peace without anyone bothering me?


21 Gun Salute for these neeks
I'm celebrating my own success and achievements, while mocking those who doubted or underestimated me


I don't ever wanna be like them so I say this prayer every time I go sleep
I never want to stoop to the level of my haters or enemies, so I pray every night to be a better person




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: JERMAINE SINCLAIRE SCOTT, MICHAEL EBENAZER KWADJO OMARI OWUO JUNIOR, MIKEY SAMUELS, MOSES AYO SAMUELS

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I wasnt even gonna do one but...

Fuck your bandanas, we dnot see no colours
I want a holiday, I tell 'er pack your luggage
They're like Stormz, why you only doing covers
I'm sitting on some bangers you can go and such your mothers
But for now I might just take a little tune and then I kill it
We're just warming up a second in minute
Got the E.P coming sooner when we're finished
I just dash my boy a drawer 'nd tell him bin it, OH LORD!
I'm the one to get it popping
I just phone my brudda Flips, we'll go and shop it
Another nigga's talking shit, I need a coffin
And we don't care about your taper when its dropping, nigga oh shit
Promoters on the phone, he's got a booky
I got some pagans on the phone, they say they're looking for me
Got your girlfriend on my phone, she's got some pussy for me
I give my little brudda ?? and make him cook it for me
All this talking's gonna get a nigga into beef shit
I'm on my ????? shit
They're talking recky but them niggas haven't seen shit
I've seen them turn some gangstas into pussies, nigga real quick

Real quick, run Stormz, run Stormz
Please Stormz, that nigga's got a gun Stormz
They love Stormz, so if that nigga bun Stormz
They'll come for him, you can put that on my mum boy

Is this the karma
You're talking doe but you can't even bring your son up
They always miss but they just love the fancy run up
Selfies with my bitch, we're taking pictures looking tun up
And yeah, man I gotta put him on, my brudda's waiting for me
I just had a meeting with my man, he told me 'play it for me'
I aint even saying nothing, please just keep on praying for me
Still a couple niggas that still owe a couple favours for me
But we're gonna cash 'em all in when we need it
Heard your songs, they're kinda wack, yeah I don't feel it
They couldn't say it to my face they had to tweet it
Still thinking why they got me on the remix, that's some other shit
You wanted more, I dropped The Second Quarter through
If he needs it, then I've got a year, I'll sort it through
Yeah we're humble, you won't ever know we brought it through
That brudda's thirsty, can we please just get some water through
And 1 litre, 2 litre, 3 litres man he's thirsty
Couple man are old, they're in their thirties
My brudda stabbed me in my back, he done me dirty
And if I'm down my brudda ?? will reimburse me

Real nigga shit, real nigga shit, yeah
Real nigga shit, real nigga shit, yeah
Murky!!