Angel In The Marble chords and lyrics - STORMZY

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[Intro 1]
[Am][C][Am]
[G][Bm]

[Verse 1]
We still [Bm]get
the work [F]in large [Em]amounts
There's suttin' comin' that
I can't announce
[F#m]You kn[Bm]ow the food taste good
When you're starin' at a [F]menu
[Em]that you can't pronounce
This winter white truff' will cost
me half an [Bm]ounce
Home- wrecker flows,
it's guaran[F]teed [Em]to make your partner bounce
It's a horror up [D]in our ac[G]counts
[Bm]Why's your money froze?
Was runnin' O's,
that's how we [F]started [Em]out
I saw the angel in [G]the marble
and I carved [Am]it out

[Verse 2]
[Am]
Now look at me
[D]Chiselled like da [Dm]Vinci re
[G]appeared [Am]in '93
I found my inner Preston,
and I went and set 'em [D]free
Now [C]we [Dsus4]the black Beatles,
let [C]it be [Am](woo)
I'm from South [Bm]London, where them

[Verse 3]
[Bm]
boys die by the [F]hundred[Em]s
No- one taught us how to mourn,
so we go print 'em on our jumpers
[Bm]Back when Mega had the TT hood dreams
[F]Didn't even kno[Em]w what it was called,
but it [G]looked clean
[Em]Used to wear the suede[Bm]
Wallabee's 'til my foot leaned
[F]Fifty- [Em]inch telly,
courtesy of my bouj fiend
You can [Bm]pay me in electronic

[Verse 4]
[Bm]
devices
Stormz' ain't [F]nice, [Em]but he's the nicest
Even back when I was [G]selling, Miley [Am]Cyrus
Put a premium on my prices
Sick like a vir[D]us
Ah, [Dm]don't make [G]me do it like my stylist
[Am]I hear top boy talk,
from a bunch of [D]quarter- finalists
Real nigga, living through
a bitch nigga crisis

[Verse 5]
Yeah [Bm]I grew up in the jungle
On the grid with [F]Martin [Em]Brundle
My hairline's the only thing
that keeps a nigga [Bm]humble
[G]God [Bm]knew what he was
doing when he made me
[F]Unforgettab[Em]le, just check the swag,
I'm on [G]my [A#]Swae Lee
[Bm]I told Jermaine, I could be the
Kung- Fu Kenny to your [F]Dave [Em]Free
Just be the Ty Ty to my Jay Z
[Bm]Dey pree, dey [G]pree[Bm]
I get Lizzy, and I [F]stay [Em]flee
These new niggas [G]lit,
but they just [Em]ain't [Am]me (tsk)

[Verse 6]
Ah, I [Am]skrr through it like I'm Sir [D]Lewis
[Dm]You nerds had it, but [G]you nerds blew it
So I [Am]just got to it
They take shots but I bop tru' [D]it
I dodge through it, like [Dm]I'm Rod Stewart

[Verse 7]
If you want my [Am]body,
[Bm]and you think I'm sexy
[F]The flow's crys[Em]tal meth,
let me flip it like I'm Jesse
I con[Bm]trol it like I'm Walter White
Tell my mum- in- law, I'll
treat her [F]daughter [Em]right
She don't half the rent
or [G]ever sort a [Em]flight
[Am]I love [Em]her up and [Bm]hold her tight
Mwah, mwah, mwah, give me [F]kiss[Bm]
[Em]Pretty little miss, I tell her what it is[Bm]
Babe, I take you shopping,
even though I take the [F]piss
[Em]I'm only joking, girl,
I'm silly like this [G]kettle on my [Am]wrist

[Verse 8]
Watch [Am]dumb, car dumb
Crib's dumb, soon done
If [D]my money [Dm]spoke, he'll say,
"Fee- [G]fi- fo- fum"
I [Am]hit homeruns
No smoke, no guns
No [Dm]smoke, must be puns
I'm still good [D]in [Dm]both lungs

[Verse 9]
It's [Bm]the calm before the storm
I'll go Bulgari' for my [F]jawn
[Em]Half- a- mill' on jackets that
I've hardly ever [Bm]worn
Better check the fee,
before you ask me to [F]perform
[Em]July 26th, that's the [G]day
a star was [Em]born
[F]It's the

[Verse 10]
[Am]arena- [Bm]packer
Way back when I used to [F]pree [Bm]Natasha
[Em]Ask Fatz, yeah, I been a masher
[Bm]They wanna race, but I'm Dina Asher
[F]I bring a[Em] whole leap of passa
The flow's[G]from God [A#]but t[Am]he—

[Verse 11]
It's big Mikey, but I'm more Spinelli
She got the [D]Evelyne, I prefer the [Dm]Kelly
I got [G]the Oak, but I prefer the [Am]skelly
Well done, girl, you hit the belly
I got[D]ta tone it down [Dm]on Grah[C]am Norton
[Am]All this swag [D]can't fit on t[Bm]elly

[Verse 12]
I skrr around on my [Bm]big [F]Pirelli's
Them man are [Em]actors,
I should give 'em Emmy's
Them man are washed, [Bm]hang 'em out to dry
If man are lit,
then what the [F]fuck [Bm]am I?[Em]
I must [G]be doing suttin' right
[Bm]Hell yeah,[Em] fucki[Bm]ng right
Heavy kettle but it's [Em]suttin' light
I tell Mel do my button tight
[Am]Gotta [G]look

[Verse 13]
[Bm]clean when I'm
getttin' my award
[F]They wonder [Em]how I shine,
that's the presence of the [G]lord
[Em]They wanna [Am]know my scent,
nigga, that's Tom Ford
They wanna know the [D]shows,
[Dm]and the places that [G]I've toured
They wanna [Am]know,
"Stormz', don't you ever get bored?"
Rapping 'bout [D]things that you
know we can't afford, ah

[Verse 14]
It's big [Am]Mike, the one to shed a light
On a [D]rapper's insecur[Dm]ity
I ain't like you, I [G]need security
[Am]I'm too lit and too rich,
gotta stay dripped for continuity
[D]The boy's too sick, I need im[Am]munity
Them boys are too slow,
but I'm Bolt or I'm Shelly- Ann
I [Dm]fill a rap like a jerrycan
I shoot like [Am]a Steadicam
I got kids, but my chick ain't had a
belly scan
Look, I'm a father for many man (boy)