My Presidents Are Black
Stormzy Lyrics


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God in all my flows, heaven in my tracks
My kettles all gold, my presidents are Black (Bah)
See, Jacky on the front linin', riches in the back
Remember when they told us just to rap? Hmm
Over the years, we've been ill advised
They told us "Just one at a time", that's the biggest lie
A wise man once asked, "Who ate all the pies?"
And now he's lookin' at me funny, like I took his slice
Oh, what a lie, if I can't war with no broken man
They start worryin', never goes to plan, hmm, aight, cool
Jigga told me, "Crabs in a bucket", I said I overstand
So you my brother, you can hold my hand
You wouldn't know about the convos that we had to change the rules
Didn't know that I would give my arm and leg to help you move
Didn't know we're tryna implement our history through the schools
You can keep the gems, I give you jewels, aight
We are the needle movers, we are the table shakers
They gotta move around us, 'cause nothin' moves without us
It can't be you who found us, we don't need you to crown us
I had a crown before my song, this is the mountain that I'm on
We set up shop, but never closed the shutter
I give you all the keys, don't matter if we know each other
My brother Enoch told me "Bro, you wasn't known to stutter"
So I got rid of it, I'm smoother than some cocoa butter
Flew it, you can-, it's the community provider
The multiple diss track survivor, glory be to God, Jehovah Jireh
How can I retire? The devil is a liar
And shout my nigga Dave, 'cause we made it through the fire
Should've left me out the politics
All I know is feta cheese and dollar chips
Niggas went from sellin' weed to scholarships
They're billin' me to holler flicks
And now they holler flicks to get at me
I could be a Beatle if you let it be, I needed you to set me free
Woo, I just needed you to let me dream
The pressure that I'm under does no favors for my self-esteem
I wonder what they tell Rahim
Black boy fly, black girl fly, we all fly
If you try to rob them for their dreams, of course I'm
Gonna put a target on your back, I'm Hawkeye
Beg you, leave them yutes alone, this is my war cry
Just careful when you fuck around and take the piss
That could be my little bro baby sis, have to make a statement, just in case it is
We're products of the place we lived
Yeah, we're bustin' all your favorite myths, nowadays, I pull up on my Zadie Smith
A master with the pen, skin-tone darker than your skeng
Ah, you'd have to pull it up and start again
Tell Michael Grove that we got somethin' for your nose
And we got champagne bottles for them boys at number ten
Oh, we gon' party through the bullshit
If you make a paint, I'll reinforce it
If you take a stand, then we endorse it, that's what we do
If we ain't beside you, then we're cheerin'
This is #Merky, this is God engineerin', I swear

(What do you want?)
Woo (you're punishing me)

This for my niggas who ain't make it to the prem'
Hope they see the bigger picture when they frame it through their lens
I pray my brothers make it in the end, to be fair, we never had no olders
This for my Kofi's and my Adeola's, you get the trophies when you plan and focus
You're now tuned into my magnum opus, they wanna chat me whilst they sat on sofas
But I'm Serena for you, Sharapova's
Win again and win again, like Wimbledon, I serve
I promise you, I'm colder than the single that you heard
The second one was stressful, but it's simple for my third
Holy spirit, guide me to the things that you prefer
I'm still the nicest with it
Don't put some commas on the check and try and 'tice us with it
Put some rockets on our back and put some fire in it
This a blessin' from our king, you can't acquire spirit
Hit 'em with the choir spirit, got 'em singin'

Give me light, give me love
Usually been through the fire, got this strength of a Lion, oh
Oh, yes, we will, oh

I'm a young Jazzy B, I'm on my soul to soul
They're askin' if I sold my soul
Tell 'em it's the power of the holy ghost
Tell 'em that he guides me on this lonely road
So that's why I say
The road that you go on from now, is what you're pavin' the lane
It's this road for all these people to walk
And I think that's what's gonna be one of the greatest legacies
That, you know, to get from
The black English




A hundred percent
It's like a full circle, we came all the way around

Overall Meaning

The lyrics in Stormzy's song "My Presidents Are Black" touch on various themes and ideas. The opening lines, "God in all my flows, heaven in my tracks, My kettles all gold, my presidents are Black," combine religious and societal references. Stormzy's Black identity is celebrated and he asserts the power and success he has achieved.


The lyrics then delve into the challenges and obstacles faced by Black artists. Stormzy references being told to only focus on one thing at a time and how it is a lie. He highlights the hypocrisy of individuals who question his success by comparing it to someone claiming he took their slice of a pie. Stormzy emphasizes the importance of unity and brotherhood in the face of adversity.


He continues by addressing the impact he and his community have on society. Stormzy acknowledges the power and influence they hold, stating that nothing moves without their presence. He emphasizes their ability to change the narrative and shape history, even mentioning their efforts to implement their own history through education. Stormzy sees himself as a provider for his community, sharing wisdom and knowledge.


The lyrics further touch on Stormzy's personal journey and the challenges he faces as a Black artist. He reflects on the pressure he feels and the impact it has on his self-esteem. He questions what others say about him, including his family members, and expresses the need for support and freedom to dream. Stormzy also becomes more political in this section, addressing social issues and the unfair treatment of Black individuals. He urges others to leave the youth alone and makes a statement against racism and injustice.


The lyrics then transition into a celebration of Black excellence and resilience. Stormzy references influential figures like author Zadie Smith and speaks about his own accomplishments. He mentions Michael Grove, a British politician, and implies that there is something coming for his "nose," possibly alluding to exposing his wrongdoings. Stormzy's lyrics exude confidence and pride, highlighting the achievements of Black individuals and the ability to overcome obstacles.


The song concludes with Stormzy expressing gratitude for his success and acknowledging the role of faith in his journey. He mentions the power of the holy ghost guiding him and credits his strength and resilience to it. Stormzy embraces his Black British identity and the legacy that it holds, acknowledging the journey that his community has gone through and how they have come full circle. The lyrics convey a message of empowerment, unity, and the resilience of the Black community.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Daniela Maria Therese Soerensen, Ebba Galeen Lindqvist, Elias Jonatan Kapari, Johanna Maria Margareta Andren, Michael Ebenazer Kwadjo Omari Owuo Junior, Ras Alexander

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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!!

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