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Wretch 32 - Transitional Chapter Lyrics

Transitional Chapter Lyrics[Intro]
I just think that
Is just a, this whole thing is just a reflection of how we are valued as immigrants
And I hope that JJ can see us and learn a lot from our experiences
Our trials, our tribulations, our joys, our successes
And I hope Jermaine goes forward and has many successes of his own in the future
Come to me
In those open arms is where I wanna be
Come to me

[Bridge: Wretch 32]
Transitional chapter
I see my son like my Grammy, and my daughter's my BAFTA
I get rewarded every morning with the spirit of grandma
Knew life was short, but whеn I saw them bury the Panther, I hit rеcord

[Verse: Wretch 32]
Let's get it
Made my whole family a fortune, I'm Les Dennis
Less talking and more presence
My girl thinks she don't get enough credit
She cried me a river, to get over that bridge, we just went Venice
Growing up, I never felt love was precious
'Cause on a scale of one to ten, I'd always come up small measured
In the ends keeping up with endeavours
When they said the writing's on the wall, that's why we're in the pen sentenced
Now my right arm's severed, it's ironic how we're seeing eye to eye
But I couldn't tell you where my friend's head is
Cah we're deep in the gutter where we'd reach for our mothers
But they're working overtime, so there wasn't time to hug us
Now the streets we becometh, and now he is my brother
But he sends me OT to bring him back a bunch of oners
The police tryna cuff us, can I dream? Can I come up?
Or is this how I'm designed like my Balenciaga runners?
Dat ah me, me a shotta, and the beef, it's a utter
Nightmare on every street, so I sleep in my puffer
With my knife in my jumper, if I gotta cut you to cut through
For the bread, then I'll slide through the butter
Ah, man, dividing all my profits
Got me feeling like I lost it
Asking my accountant how my wins become my losses
You suffer when you boss it, tryna tweak my outgoings
There's a office in my office
If the shoe fits, I hope it's polished
Try and put your best foot forward cah they're tryna take you off it
I'm hopscotching, preferred when dodging bullets was my problem
This tax robbing isn't common in the House of Commons
With less commas, on my digis weighing up my options
I'm a G.O.A.T., but I can't pay my mortgage paying homage
Ah, man, tell the higher-ups that I'm planning to go on strike
Long division, watching my salary splits divide
You got the little man working for the bigger man
Then why the middle man get a slice?
My conscience is clear, I ain't took a pound, I wasn't due
Still it cost a hundred thousand for this panoramic view
I'm in sixth gear in the driver's seat, Lewis just hit me privately
Told me this a two-man race and he sees the rivalry
Every time they see me cross the line, they move the distance
The podium don't ever show the bigger picture
Every time my hands are on the prize, I get a blister
Stitch up, I share my open wounds on my Insta'
Ah, man, ah, man, I been an open book just so the world can look
You've seen my world crashing down before me
When the fed wanted the glory and done my father naughty
Here's what it taught me, I had to walk away to walk towards me
And my siblings, my uncle goes to war for all the victims
Here's the difference, I helped him fight the system through the system
I'm all Christian, Rasta, and half-immigrant
My brother's keeper, the vessel, I'm articulate
Yeah, I hope I made you feel at home
Take your shoes off at the door, look through the windows of my soul, and

[Outro]
Come to me (You should go)
In those open arms is where I wanna be
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah