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Wretch 32

Genres: Hip-Hop

Open Conversation & Mark Duggan Lyrics - Wretch 32

Grown on me 

Can't sing but I wrote you a song, that's grown on me 

And my treasures have grown on me 

Aware of the responsibilities, grown on me 

And when I wear a suit and tie, it looks grown on me 

I ain't changed, I'm just a new old me 

Or did you know me? 

Grown on me 

 

(Music so gorgeous, got you feeling flawless) 

(Music so gorgeous, got you feeling flawless) 

(Mu-mu-music so gorgeous, got you feeling flawless) 

(Music so gorgeous, got you feeling flawless) 

(Music so gorgeous, got-got you feeling flawless) 

 

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Uh, I grew up on Eternal, I'm tryna be the same 

Ever seen a flame in the rain? 

No? Then you've never seen Jermaine 

In his white-gold chain back in the day, just give me space 

Yeah 

I might have took a galaxy 

I never had a pound, couldn't afford a Ford 

So I had to run around, a 

What the fuck's an allergy? 

All my niggas nuts 

We weren't allowed in the youth club 

Before we hit the clubs 

They said enough was enough 

So we had to give 'em more 

When you see sides, I just wanna know you're sure 

Are you sure? 

Or do you sympathise? 

You grew up on Kinder Surprise 

I had licks and rice and had to drink my pride 

One-on-one since six or five 

Lost my marbles, looking down the drain 

Tryna find 'em, I couldn't find 'em 

(Look a little closer to home, you might find 'em) 

I might find 'em? 

Fuck that, I've got my skateboard 

I've got my rucksack, I've got my 8 balls 

I've got two sticks and I ain't playing pool 

I know who's who, I'm from the same school 

And it's hard knocks, where it makes you 

Or it breaks you, I didn't snap in half 

I just snapped in class 

It's a miracle I didn't catch that charge 

Ain't got time to waste 

Night time, that's like my time of day 

When you're 32 shade of grey 

In this concrete jungle, you've gotta pave a way 

Just don't let 'em take your Jane 

(Can't take you, baby) 

I start playing Jason when they get adjacent 

You know how that movie goes 

Click-clack, bang-bang, on my phones, 2Pac taught me that 

Biggie Smalls taught me swag 

Got my Versace shirt, put my car in reverse 

I was hypnotised with Medusa in my lenses 

Now I'm Medusa to my exes 

Don't look at me, don't look at me 

Unless you've got the whole booking fee 

I used to have a hole in my jeans 

Holes in my tee 

Now I buy outfits for the whole of my team 

You couldn't shot on the block I love 

Moving Bobby Brown, that was just my prerogative 

Just my prerogative 

Driving cars with no indicators 

I took a right turn with no indication 

The only stimulation was ipi-dipi-dation 

How many of my niggas I'll be seeing in the station? 

I'm getting fed up 

'Member they put the cuffs on me 

Felt like I couldn't even stand up or breathe 

Brother Mark never made it to custody 

I see his kids now and again 

I give them every cent that I've got up in my pocket 

But it isn't enough 

Cause when he saw me at the lights, he said give me your number 

Got the same school shirt, now I'm wearing this jumper 

Saying RIP 

Just know you R-I me 

Every verse from your coffin and I'm not stopping 

Sick of money often, see Kamani often, see Shenaia often 

See the pressures we had, tryna take it off them 

Turned the hangman rope into straight white-gold 

Cuh we rose from the dungeon 

Zeros to the hundreds 

And they can write books on us where we come from 

That's why we're heroes on our junction 

 

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Grown on me 

Can't sing but I wrote you a song, that's grown on me 

And my treasures have grown on me 

Aware of the responsibilities, grown on me 

And when I wear a suit and tie, it looks grown on me 

I ain't changed, I'm just a new old me 

Or did you know me? 

Grown on me 

 

(Music so gorgeous, got you feeling flawless) 

(Music so gorgeous, got you feeling flawless) 

(Mu-mu-music so gorgeous, got you feeling flawless) 

(Music so gorgeous, got you feeling flawless) 

(Music so gorgeous, got-got you feeling flawless) 

 

Who are the murderers? 

Police are the murderers! 

No justice? No peace! 

No justice? No peace! 

No justice? No peace! 

We don't do this because we want to do this 

We don't do this because we read in a book that it's a good thing to do 

We do this because for generations, they've been killing black people all over the country 

Poor and working class people all over the country 

And always getting away with it 

 

I heard it's all been love 

Cupid, draw back your bow 

We need to follow that arrow 

While I'm on my feet 

If they shoot me down, would you riot for me? 

Riot for me 

We need to follow that arrow 

As long as we believe 

Two tears falling like the innocent 

Spirits in the wind 

What's respect if they expect silence? 

Oh 

Sirens when we disrespect 

Sirens when we disrespect 

What's respect if they expect silence? 

We hear sirens when we disrespect, yeah 

 

I just lost my mind 

I just lost my mind 

Is it me or am I scared of the cops outside? 

There's cops outside 

There's an I in team but I'm on my side, I guess 

Roses are red 

Violets for the violence 

Yeah 

 

What's respect if they expect silence? 

We hear sirens when we disrespect 

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