Top Songs By Wretch 32
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wretch 32
Performer
Jermaine Scott
Lead Vocals
Emil Kwame Aponsah
Drum Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jermaine Scott
Songwriter
Emil Kwame Aponsah
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
EML
Producer
Marrik Shearer
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
You said that you love me through all of my flaws and I'm the cure and the cause
And I'm the reason you grew up to fight the system and war
You loved me when I was there, but love me more now I'm gone
And often you shed a tear, but there's no point crying, it's fine
I'ma start by saying how much im proud
Of how much you've grown and how much you sold
I'm losing count of how much you won't fold under pressure
You hold it down with the family on your shoulders you carry the name around
But your walking with strength
I came here with your grandad we were fortunate then
'Cause it was roundabout the time when all the poor people fled
Heard that England was the promise land, with pounds instead of dollars
So we windrush to the promise in the hope of finding solace
Build a family was the project, and buy a mortgage with the money
So as soon as we die you can argue with your brothers about inheritance and numbers
Like this is why we suffered
The problem with your generation, is you benefited from the renovations
You just moved in like you had reservations
In a basin where i used to wash stood on a stone
Western union where I had to go when calling home
You got it all all at your fingertips
If you had it hard and you really had to graft, would I see one of your fingerprints?
We had to walk so you could run, so i don't want to hear bout you're fighting for any slums
There's a war going on outside, and it's my grandsons
They frighten the neighbors with all their handguns
The government send the police in to kill the badman
It's funny cause they fighting for places they both abandoned
[Verse 2]
My son went to jail, then his son went to jail, is there love in the trail are they all of the rails
So they buy and they sell, out of love with themselves say the family is fake but the diamonds are real
All I see is bad bitches chatting gyal business and some gang business funny we nah even have business
All I hear is rap **** take a man's figures and his trap business, funny thats some real trap business
I speak from a position of love 'cause everyone wants to judge
And everyones as sensitive as it comes
But when it's all said and done, what we done was enough
I hope you all can say the same to your sons, granny.
Written by: Emil Kwame Aponsah, Jermaine Scott