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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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2016

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Flatlines every time
We go wild, yeah, everybody clear?
Flatlines every time
We go wild, yeah, everybody clear?

Seventy eight thousand screaming sounds like a horror film
It's just me and my mic, now this cannot be real
I missed education, I was listening to Lauryn Hill
Every verse magic, the rapping version of Copperfield
Rolling round in them foreign wheels
Duplicate is high, you must be popping a lot of pills
The revolution's gotta be filmed
I'm a brave heart, I wear the trousers and not a kilt, nah
See, I kill with my art
I aim for the heart, I'm Wilkinson Sharp
I took the sword out the stone, still I swing with my bars
In the race to longevity, I feel to come last
Yeah, I chill with the stars, I sleep with 'em sometimes
We wake up on Mars, that's just how we ménage
And I've killed every venue in a thousand-mile radius
You need a vaccine, man, you killers couldn't play with us

Flatlines every time
We go wild, yeah, everybody clear?
Flatlines every time
We go wild, yeah, everybody clear?
Everybody clear?

Welcome to my movie
Peer pressure got me feeling fruity
Threw lemons at me, yeah, I made a smoothie
They'll knock your drive till your car only has two seats
Yeah, I'm different from them but I'll kick it with them
Boys get caught out playing cricket with men
But the ash burns right before the cigarette ends
They ain't got the balls, I'll be like the wicket to them
Growing up, we loved women like Diana
See how the time changed, even Harry love Rihanna
Selfie obsession, everybody grab a camera
Still worth a thousand words but you can filter out the banter
Stepping up the ladder, snakeskin Gabbanas
Wasting my young years just giving you London grammar
I've killed every venue in a thousand-mile radius
You need a vaccine, boy, you killers couldn't play with us

Everybody clear?

Flatlines every time
We go wild, yeah, everybody clear?
Flatlines every time
We go wild, yeah, everybody clear?
Everybody clear?

Flatlines every time
We go wild, yeah, everybody clear?
Flatlines every time
We go wild, yeah, everybody clear?

 Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons!