- Wretch 32 Antwi 歌詞
- Wretch 32
- Im going through a break-up again
I see a dozen women and I break up with ten
I put em back together then I break em again
Thats a match made in heaven or the thin line between
Love and hate that we cross till it makes us repent
Im tryna let you know that this plays on my head
So you dont have to wait till Im dead
Cause patience aint one of your strengths
I waited a lifetime just to end up in the limelight
I write rhymes so they wont consider me an Einstein
While they was nominated for a Grammy for the ninth time
I was shedding tears with my family in the nite nite
Night times over, I see man acting like Scarface
But they wont survive like Sosa
The night I woke up was when that black car rolled up
I was like nine years old, blud
Shopping for my mother, went to buy a tin of corned beef
Car lights flashing, is this when me and the Lord meet
Tints rolled down, he shook his head when he saw me
I guess it wasnt for me
Ive skipped death more than youve skipped breath
In your gym sesh, cardio wont make the kid wretch
Ive seen the prince cry when the king left
Is the Queen gonna check mates or keep him in check?
Now Ive seen a gunner ball rolling like him with Cech
Screaming 'suck your mudda', incest
It makes you wonder where the kid went
When gunshot lick all our in friend
But fear wont allow you to be yourself
Im Cool J in a Kangol, yeah, I did it well
Dont wanna see us bond, guess theyd rather I Stringer Bell
So thats why I punch above my weight till I beat Adele
I am Shakespeare with great hair
Ill probably be the next Wayne Hector in eight years
Tinchy had to break a few records to break here
Drake really had to take the pressure to Take Care
Take care of you, take care of me, take care of us
Take care of Mum, take care of everyone
Take care of everyone
You see how fast the hate turns to love
When everybody has to rate what youve done
Has to rate what youve done
Man will throw shade on the slums
But I rate what it made me become，what it made me become
See, I could have been wasted and dumped
Stuck with about an eighth in my lungs
Yeah , I pray the fuckboys keep their distance
Im listening to Beres, putting up a resistance
You can keep your merits, man, I come for distinctions
Im from the type of home where my brothers my sister
But that dont make a difference cuh I love her to bits and
Were just some have-nots tryna master the system
I had a mega drive when I was running the infants
Young Fire, Old Flame , youll get bun in the distance
Wait for me
Mummy, wont you pray for me?
Heavy like Im carrying a slave on me
But Im just carrying the game on me
Its just a game
They say its just a game, they say its just a game
Well, if this is just a game
Why we dying just to play?
Its just a game
They said its just a game, they say its just a game
Well, if this is just a game
Why we dying just to play?
And for you, this might be another eight
But for me, this is just another day
Just another race, in a race with the racists
Tryna make it off the slave ship
Can I get a break?
Cause I dont want another chase
Cause Im tired and theres no one to relate
Nor can nobody relate
My grandmother was a great
I had to put her in a grave, now my shoulder still aches
I had to carry her away
Im still carrying the pain
Fuck marrying the fame
This is for my family to gain
And the young mes carrying my name
Pray for me, yeah...
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