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conversations.value: Write me a song called Take Me Back to London with the following description: “Take Me Back to London,” marks the second collaboration between Ed Sheeran and UK Grime artist Stormzy and is the 4th track from No. 6 Collaborations Project.
  Their first collaboration was Stormzy’s remix of Ed’s hit song Shape of You titled Shape Of You (Stormzy Remix). They first performed this at the 2017 Brit Awards.
  On the track, the two artist swap versus about their lives and signify their friendship as well as reminiscing about their hometown of London.
  On September 2019, “Take Me Back to London” has been certified Platinum by British Phonographic Industry. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Chorus: Ed Sheeran & 
  Stormzy
  ]
  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
  )
  [Verse 1: Stormzy]
  I do deals, but I never get twanged (Twanged)
  Moves that ain't ever been planned (Planned)
  No goons that were never in gangs (Gangs)
  Where I'm from, chat shit get banged (What?)
  Where I'm from, chat shit, let a 12 gauge rip
  Yeah, it's sick how it fits in my hand (Hand)
  I don't mix with the glitz and the glam (Glam)
  All these stupid pricks on the 'Gram
  I don't do online beef, or neeky grime beef
  I'm way too G'd up to beef with grime neek
  I bought an AP to help me time keep
  My shooter ride deep, he moves when I speak
  My shooter ride (Ride), he shoot a guy (Guy)
  Leave you wet like you scuba dived
  We were younger then and now we're unified
  South London boys, get you crucified, I'm gone
  [Verse 2: Ed Sheeran & 
  Stormzy
  ]
  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, what would I lie for? (
  Oh
  )
  But now I'm back on the track with Big Michael (
  Woah
  )
  He said, "
  Teddy, never get off your high horse
  And never let 'em take your crown
  "
  I've been away for a while, traveled a million miles
  But I'm heading back to London town right now [Chorus: Ed Sheeran & 
  Stormzy
  ]
  Jet plane headed up to the sky (
  To the sky
  )
  Spread wings in the clouds, getting high (
  Woop, woop
  )
  We ain't hit a rave in a while (
  In a while
  )
  So take me back to London
  Bass high, middle nights, ceilin' low (
  Ceilin' low
  )
  Sweat brow drippin' down, when in Rome (
  When in Rome
  )
  No town does it quite like my home
  So take me back to London
  [Verse 3: Stormzy & 
  Ed Sheeran
  ]
  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 ten of mine
  I arrived at Wembley ahead of time
  And that's stadiums, man are aliens
  I drink supermalts 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 off my clothes
  Don't need pricks blowin' up my phone
  And Ted said, 
  "That's just the way things go"
  It's just the way things go, amazin' 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 a Badingham pub
  I told Stormz two years, he'll be wrappin' 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 feelin' alone
  Gotta remember that there ain't no place like home [Chorus: Ed Sheeran & 
  Stormzy
  ]
  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 nights, ceilin' low (
  Ceilin' low
  )
  Sweat brow drippin' down, when in Rome (
  When in Rome
  )
  No town does it quite like my home (
  Like my home
  )
  So take me back to London
  So take me back to London