Verse 1
Fm - B#m
All about folding arms and hard stares,
In the club where nobody will dare.
To step out into freezing air.
It's took ages to perfect my hair.
Recognize me and tell me I'm great.
Or at least tell your mates of my ways.
I'm the King of the Mill,
I bet you won't forget me.
Chorus
Fm -
Big Style,
Take your scene and run.
Big Style,
What's the latest hun?
Big Style,
What is with your lip?
Big Style's been hit..
Verse 2
O.M.G, laugh out loud till it hurts.
But I've laughed louder at rocks and dirt.
I'm an Artist you see...
With H.N.D in Chemistry.
