Please
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Oh-whoa, oh-oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, please, please
Oh, please, oh please, yeah
Whoa, whoa, whoa, oh, please

Please, could you lower your tone? (please)
Please, could you get off my phone?
And please, leave Megan alone (oh, please)
I said, please leave Megan alone (whoa, whoa, whoa, oh, please)
It cuts deep when you deep that your house was never your home
You wanna speak but it's best that you don't
Under pressure we fold (please)
Best believe we're protectin' you from (oh, please, oh please)
I had to let it be known, we eventually grow
I'm a sensitive soul, please, could you pause the applause? (Oh, please)
Please could let me be floored? (Oh, please)
And please, leave your pain at the door
Yeah, it's too much in this house and I can't bear anymore (whoa, whoa, whoa, oh please)
Please, spare me a fall
Please, Lord, give me the strength to forgive my dad, for he is (oh, please)
Flawed and so am I, so who am I to not (oh, please)
To not forgive a man who tries, I see his soul, I know it cries (whoa, whoa, whoa, oh please)
But with this pain, I'd rather
With this pain, I'd rather paint (oh, please)
And try and turn this broken picture into something that it ain't (oh, please)
This pain I'll rather hold because it's made me who I am (whoa, whoa, whoa, oh please)
It's probably time I let it go, I free myself from myself
I free youth from regret (oh, please)
I grant you peace before you rest and that's the least that you should get (oh, please)
I think we've both suffered enough, please

Whoa, whoa, whoa, oh, please, please
Oh, please, oh
Whoa, whoa, whoa, oh, please, please




Oh, please
Whoa, whoa, whoa, oh

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Stormzy's song "Please" convey a plea for understanding, forgiveness, and peace. The artist addresses various situations and individuals, urging them to lower their tone, leave him alone, and let him be vulnerable without applause. He acknowledges the pain of realizing that his house was never a true home and the pressure that weighs on him. Stormzy asks for strength to forgive his flawed father, recognizing his own flaws in the process. He expresses a desire to channel his pain into art and transform a broken picture into something new. Ultimately, he longs to free himself from regret and grant peace to himself and others.




Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Written by: Cameron Bloomfield, Jacob Collier, Jay Linden, Michael Ebenazer Kwadjo Omari Owuo Junior, Owen John Cutts, Reuben James Wilford, Stephanie Rose Johnson Hatchman

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Stormzy - 0 to 100 (Lyrics)

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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