I'm Not the Man - Wretch 32, CHIP, Angel

I’ve been a wretch from about three or two

Christened on the telly, it was on Channel 2

My dad was in the riots so they came to see his yute

Growing up I was a kid that everybody knew

Moany, it’s like I’m never in the mood

A true Pisces, my emotions in my tunes

It’s an understatement to say it’s over being due

I took a few shots but now I’m soldiering it through

And now I’m looking at my boys turn men

Thinking lord god we coulda been like them

Cause we ain’t the type to fear our opponents

The road door closed and my career path opened

It’s like I’m drinking more than I’m thinking

Celebrating as I’m crossing off my wish list

I’m sleeping with both eyes open

I’m living my dream man, I don’t wanna miss this

I’m not the man you thought I should be

That’s just the way we drop them jeans where I stay

I’m not the man you thought I should be

Just take a second, get to know me

It takes a second just to look me in my eyes

It takes an hour just to listen to my life

It took me years just to push me to this height

But it would take a lifetime to try and duplicate my vibe

I’m me, smooth with my scratches and scars I’m free too

Made a stamp on the charts

Now I’m sending a letter, I hope you receive it

Hand on my heart I’mma flow while it’s beating

To put it in words, it could have been worse

From the underground so I could have been dirt

Took a right turn at a wrong place

Cause sometimes shortcuts are the long way

Gotta have strong faith

Now I’m pleading with my baby mamma

She tried to tell me that I’d turned into a lady lover

I got my eyes on the prize and I’m bringing home the bread

Let’s make a toast, you can save the butter

Hey yo Wretch

Let me get this from here, yeah

Last month a fourteen year old in my hood got stabbed and died

I used to cruise on my bike down that same side road that he lost his life

I fill a cup with tears, lick it back like a shot just to swallow my pride

Niggas will eat from your bowl and lick you down like a pin called at a hunger

strike

You don’t know what it’s like

Getting cheese amongst rats fam

From a town where Robin could rob Batman

Taxman underneath the taxman thinking he could tax man

I’d rather die, it’s not that fam

And everything ain’t what it seems on these shelves

We’re parting red seas and A&Ring ourselves

And you can still get a deal and get shelved

Getting signed won’t necessarily help

All this fire in my tank

I’ve come too far to get shanked

I’m walking on water that others sank

And now I’m laughing all the way to the bank

Power of the rhymes and lord on my side

Test me, I can make a preacher man rise

From a council estate but yeah we made it

The best things all come from the worse places