Young Fire, Old Flame

Wretch 32, J. Warner, Avelino

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Wretch 32

Jermaine Sinclair (born 9 March 1985), better known by his stage name Wretch 32 (three-two), is an English rapper and former Grime MC from Tottenham, London where he grew up the son of a local reggae DJ in the Tiverton Estate. He was a member of the grime collective "Combination Chain Gang", before forming The Movement with Scorcher, Ghetts, and Mercston. Wretch released his first single "Traktor" in January 2011. more »


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Practice what you preach
Stop letting snakes rattle in your streets
I remember feds put me in
A grapple in my teens i was choking
Screaming that I couldn't breathe
Imagine I was Eric Garner
See, this was way before
The camera phone sagas
Stopped me in my middle and
I didn't get no after
Imagine Martin Luther King was Obama
Lately, I feel they've been preeing my vibe
That's why I keep it in drive
Pull up, skrrr, jump out the ride (big 45)
Shit, that was broad daylight
If I shoot you, I'm brainless
If you shoot me, you're famous
Jay wrote the Bible and I
Studied all the pages
Never judge a book by the cover
You get cases, the game's so dangerous
Social worker flow
I grew up in a social worker home
I never let the social get involved
'Cause now I'm antisocial
While everybody's tryna find emotion
Me, I'm tryna go and buy a ghost
So I can disappear in it
Fruit's of my labour
Now I'm Tony Blair with it
Black lives matter cuh they're
Killing bare niggas
And we're some rare niggas
They don't wanna know our life story

I don't wanna know about nobody else
'Cause I swear nobody else ain't
Wanna know about me
I still barely know myself but
Now they know about me
They want hugs but there's arms
Letting go around me i hope my niggas safe
There's no church in the wild but
I know my niggas pray
I spent days in the back, back in the days
That's why the only social thing about
Me is my Twitter page

Tweet, tweet
I can get a couple bags for a retweet
You don't buy views when you're
Chilling in the box seats
Before, I couldn't afford to
See Thierry Henry
I just shared a box with Thierry Henry
It's just perspective

Now let me give you mine
The shit I don't is the shit you like
Imagine having nothing but a diamond
That'll give you dimes that's you, momma
I'd kill myself just to give you life
You taught me to have bottle and
Now I give you wine
Whatever's mine is yours
That's why I give you mine
That's real nigga shit, I know, nigga
Shit's real where I've grown
We grew up in broken homes
Tryna fix being broke, yeah

Heads high, tryna kill 'em on the low
We were young
Kid Rocks just slinging from our phones
When the block got hot
We were tipping on our toes
Then they got tipped off
Started kicking in our homes

How the f*ck are you gonna kill
My dreams? I don't even sleep
I ain't reaching my peak, I'll peak
And I won't even reach, yeah
I was in T with O for some P
Now I sat nav TOP when
I'm roaming the streets

I was an O or two away from owning a ki
But now I've got Millennium Dome in my reach
I'm roaming the streets, holding my peace
Holding my P
So you ain't got a chair for me
Cuh the throne is my seat

Young fire, old flame, young fire, old flame
Let it burn till we kill the whole game
Young fire, old flame, young fire, old flame
Let it burn till we kill the whole game
Young fire, old flame, young fire, old flame
Let it burn till we kill the whole game
Young fire, old flame, young fire, old flame
Let it burn till we kill the whole game

Young fire, old flame, young fire, old flame
Let it burn till we kill the whole game
Young fire, old flame, young fire, old flame
Let it burn till we kill the whole game
Young fire, old flame, young fire, old flame
Let it burn till we kill the whole game
Young fire, old flame, young fire, old flame
Let it burn till we kill the whole game
Young fire, old flame, young fire, old flame
Let it burn till we kill the whole game
Young fire, old flame, young fire, old flame
Let it burn till we kill the whole game
Young fire, old flame, young fire, old flame
Let it burn till we kill the whole game
Young fire, old flame, young fire, old flame
Let it burn till we kill the whole game

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Written by: ACHI AVELINO, ISRAANDJA LOHATA, JERMAINE SCOTT

Lyrics © Royalty Network, Downtown Music Publishing

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