歌手:Ed Sheeran
专辑:《No.6 Collaborations Project》

作词 : Ed Sheeran/Max Martin/Fred Gibson/Michael Omari/Shellback,
作曲 : Ed Sheeran/Max Martin/Fred Gibson/Michael Omari/Shellback,
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 never been planned
No goons that were ever in gangs
Where I’m from chat **** get banged
Where I’m from chat **** let the twelve gage rip
Yeah sick how it fits in my hand
I don’t mix with the glitz and the glam
All these stupid *****s on the Gram

I don’t do online beef
Or Neeky Grime beef
I’m way too G-ed up to beef with grime neeks
I bought an AP to help me time keep
My shooter ride deep, he moves when I speak
My shooter rides
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 why would I lie for (oh)
But now I’m back in the track with big Michael
He said ‘Teddy never get off your high horse
And never let them take your crown’
I been away for a while, travelled a millions miles
but I’m heading back 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 dripping 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 ripping of my clothes
Don’t need *****s blowing 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 ‘em both
Took this sound that was made in BOW went global man now the case is closed

2015 in Baddingham Pub I told Stormz
Two years you’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
You 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 dripping down when in Rome (when in Rome)
No town does it quite like my home
So take me back to London