Karaoké Unorthodox Wretch 32 & Example

Wretchroboy you know me make examples

We're history's bruise this is a future cut

Yeah, I got a good heart

I was born on beat that's a good start

I had a feeling I pushed past and now I feel like I'm the reason I should last

I move like my shit don't sink but I'm all in a trance no hypnosis

This is all from the heart impro no script

I'm just about writing it down

So now I don't sleep man I miss those nights

Take planes like trains I don't miss no flights

I'm the type of guy that will have no life

Just so I can shine like disco lights

And that sounds sad but I'm happy

And the only plans to stay scatty

Yeah, unorthodox

I made the bar so

I call the shots

We don't follow no crowd they follow us

Don't follow no sound it follows us

Don't sit in hell look down that wishing well

Unorthodox we call our own shots

Yeah, I got a good vibe

I ain't trying to be bait with my hook lines

I had a feeling I could fly before I hopped on a plane or a new sky

Yeah, I'm a good guy and if you heard otherwise it's a true lie

I'm hype I don't do shy

I bark up every tree and I do bite

Syke I'm only playing we all got freedom of speech I'm only saying

I ain't got time for beef

I'm on the way

So the eighth day of the week's my own lay in

And that sounds sad but I'm happy

And the only plans to stay scatty

Yeah, unorthodox

I made the bar so

I take the shots

We don't follow no crowd they follow us

Don't follow no sound it follows us

Don't sit in hell look down that wishing well

Unorthodox we call our own shots

No one can hold us down again no one will touch our crown again

No one can hold us down again no one will touch our crown again

We don't follow no crowd they follow us

Don't follow no sound it follows us

Don't sit in hell look down that wishing well

Unorthodox we call our own shots

We don't follow no crowd they follow us

Don't follow no sound it follows us

Don't sit in hell look down that wishing well

Unorthodox we call our own shots

No one can hold us down again no one will touch our crown again

No one can hold us down again unorthodox we call our own shots