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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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Say you're rare
Are you really? White shirt DSquared
Say you're rare, Mike Amiri, over here
Where? Dressed in all white, all white
Who don't want to see me
Shine better close their eyes, all night
Breitlings looking all bright and
It's just that time
Still I don't want to tick no
Nine if you're not my guy
Reh-tehs everywhere, yeah
They gon' say that I'm boring
I'm at home if not touring
On stage in my Jordans, balling
Free throwing's my calling
Now the whip's transforming
Bumblebee when I swarm in
I spent ten, tens on my next Benz
And I rev-rev, it's just boredom
It's not right, it's life
Still I'm gonna pull up at
The lights on my Js
Probably be alone when I'm
Standing by the gates
Using gang signs for prayer
Must be blinded by your grace
Gotta shoot back when you're
Fighting for your place
I'll address a nigga any given Saturday
Got a shooter in a Uber
He ain't running out of Waze
Wanna turn up and these niggas wanna play
Like it's online, at war
Gangster in a real life
I beat corn, I eat rice
I nyam food and sleep nice i mean cool
Running down niggas still I take
Shit in my stride
In my stride, in my Nike Airs

Oi, ease back, man, trust me, ease back
Handle your liquor, big man
Ease back, who you tellin' handle my liquor?
Handle your liquor, big man just back, man
Who you think you're chatting to?
Who you think you're chatting to?
Shut your mouth
Oi, come here 'bout "Shut my mouth"
Are you dumb? Let go of me bruv
Shut up 'bout let go, shut the
Oi, move that camera as well
Let go of me, fam you dumb? Are you filming?
Don't me me, quiet, man
Come off me, dickhead, come off
Shut up, man, what? eediat what? What?
Come off me

Mercedes with a dig dash (Digital)
Came a long way from a ridgeback
Pretty little thing, Fashion Nova fit
But the Air Force dirty, so, I can't dig that
But past ten, I send man, go with that
Gotta go my girl's crib, I can't miss that
Head too dangerous, they gotta pay us
Wild and dangerous
Rap 'bout the yola, it got me famous
Twelve-inch sawn-off, we can do ranges
Big mood, two fours, two 'rex, as I whip two
I can tell you how fast them bricks move
Chased with half a brick of the buj
Gotta switch coupes
Now I'm in a shit mood (Ah)

Light up, light up, light up, light up
Light up, light up, light up, light up
(Let's go)

Let me light one, let me roll this up
Build a kite one
If I said you mine girl, you my one
Just hoping that I'm choosing the right one
Put it in cruise, bill a light one
I just hit cruise in a tight one
All of these jewels, got the ice on
And you can see the shine when the lights off
Zone shit, never no hoe shit
You be the circus, clowns and jokers
I be with the surfers, wave controlling
What's your purpose? What's your purpose?
I'm tryna get it right
They don't wanna be important
I can hear streets still calling
I can hear the pin drops falling
Ghetto, but I'm up like Jordan, ooh, ooh
You know I was broke, had to eat, I'm lawless
Steppin' on ice like heated flooring
Too much love for the money keep falling, ooh
Still I'm with the street
Niggas looking for freedom
Fake love smell different and I don't need it
Snakes in the grass and they out all season
Ooh come on, come one, let's go
Put the Rollie on your arm, let's go
Put the world up in your palm, let's go
Put that love back your heart, mhm
Catch this vibe, mm
I can see it in your eyes, mm
You want this for a lifetime

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