Wretch 32 - 33 Style lyrics

[Wretch 32 - 33 Style lyrics]

All they say "you're 33 now why
Don't you do a 33 style?"

Verse if I had to buy a house and
A coffin in the same week
Death's a promise
You can't break it for no baby
I'm feeling younger
I been grown from when I was in play-scheme
Coz I weren't even a teen when I was 18
Lately they've been trying to kill
Me in my day dreams
I'm looking forward to my nightmares
I fall asleep so I can lie there
See I feel it in the air tonight
So I ain't even trusting Ryanair
I found a friend in my lover
I saw deceit in my brother
But found my dreams in my mother
She saw hers through her son too
Got brought home by the PC
Turned into a mac to apple undo
They'll only push your buttons
If you let 'em (If you let em)
See I swipe em to the
Right and then forget em (then forget em)
If my touch ID can get the entrance
I can find out your 6 figure
Code and get your bredrin
I'm reflecting on black mirror
And Black Panther's a black pillar
Only thing I'm scared of is black twitter
We're penalised, not lionised
If we all fly we can
Put butterflies in a caterpillar
The insect cycle is why you reject Tidal
You think that Steve Jobs likes you
You don't like J coz he's like you
On your date of arrival
You lost your faith in the Bible
You probably pray to your rival
And bang bang bang!
Have you ever spent a day in a cycle
Where you've been chained to a cycle?
My wheel of fortune was peddling
Through our ends we're unrivaled
The shotta tends to a guy older
He was my idol he made a name for himself
And then bang, bang, bang!
Guess the moral of the story is priceless
When you've got pages and names
That are nameless in cages waiting
To die but they're lifers
(yeah) Stuck on the corner
We were cutting corners took a right angle
Tell my brothers "you can come to Warners"
Now I'm comfortable with people that
Wouldn't normally come towards us
It was 'fuck us all'
We're judge-able when we were untoward
Oh you think you're from the
Gully side? You're just gullible
Funny how you'll take a life before
You take your son to school
Wavy your parents' evening must be crazy
Is he gonna rap or is he good at maths?
Is he good at ball or is he
Gonna ball? Has he got a tool?
And to think they killed Harry over nothing
Man, I used to put my bally on for something
Happy that I even got to meet him
Sad that he didn't get to be king
Wavy you're parents' morning must be crazy
33 now why don't you do a 33 style?

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