Wretch 32, Cel22 - Bad Day lyrics

Cell double 2, Wretch 32 weapon X
Its the worst day of or lives

Like I'm Wretch 32, my phones ringing
Hello, yo, what?, where?, how?swear down?
What?, where?, are you sure?swear down?
You're there now?Don't lie, don't cry
I'll tryBye
Cell (Whats good) they raided my mums yard
They ran up in there with straps
They're saying it's a gun charge
I'm pissed but I'm praying
It's a dumb sarge
Or they find the gun parked in the mud
In the front yard
And my whites underneath it
My browns right beside it
My wife tried to hide it when OD supplied it
And if the sniffer bitch gets
A sniff of bricks
Then I know that they'll find it
And I still can't rest assured
Cos if they check the second drawer
In the Chest of Drawers
They're bound to find they best of a draw
And when my mum and gyals is to together
They're always on a hype so
I know that they'll test the law
Wait, hold on I got a text
They cuffed my mum and gyal
And my little sisters next?
That ain't fair, wait hold on
That will only happen if
They think it's theirs
Man I've never had a day like this
I hope the rest of the
Hours don't stay like this
Whats the date? The 28th I
Should've been a court
And wasn't allowed to top it all off
I gotta worry

Like I stepped on three drains
Whilst under a ladder
I saw a black cat, broke a mirror
Walking through a pole
Saw a magpie fly just above my reach
And all of this happened on Friday the 13th

Like I stepped on three drains
Whilst under a ladder
I saw a black cat, broke a mirror
Walking through a pole
Saw a magpie fly just above my reach
And all of this happened on Friday the 13th

I'm having a bad day, feeling a bad way
I want that dirty money so
My bread get buttered sideways
Things are going wrong
I don't know whats going on
My lucks bad I'll cut and stab
If I don't get my dough it's on
I tell them my lucks bad they just ignore me
Until I start
I start walking like Jason Voorhees
I got a sick brain it's double
So I stepped on six drains with 22 black cats
Whos insane? Its bray I'll go
Mega on you darg come to your crib
And buss an umbrella in your yard
I dare you to try a ting
If you don't like me
You'll look like an arsenal fan
When I'm done with your white Tee
If I'm having bad luck, someone gets
Gabbed up, Tied up, Pied up blindfold
Eyes closed, grabbed up, stabbed up
Guess it's just the bad luck
I lost out on 22 grams when I bagged up
I want that dirty money
Thats all thats on my mindstate
I'll be damned, I'm not Usher
But I want it my way
They skies are grey, a bad day
I stabbed the bray for Chrissakes
Take his girl
I left him as a statistic in the crime rates
These nuckers keep on watching me
They're looking at my watch for greed
They want my bling and in my girl they
Wanna drop a seed, nah thats not happening
Thats the perfect bad day
Man will be left in the hospital
Hurting in a bad way

Like I stepped on three drains
Whilst under a ladder
I saw a black cat, broke a mirror
Walking through a pole
Saw a magpie fly just above my reach
And all of this happened on Friday the 13th

Like I stepped on three drains
Whilst under a ladder
I saw a black cat, broke a mirror
Walking through a pole
Saw a magpie fly just above my reach
And all of this happened on Friday the 13th