Wretch 32 – Behind Barz

Wretch 32 delivers a powerful and introspective performance with his track “Behind Barz.”

This track is a true reflection of Wretch 32’s lyrical prowess and raw storytelling ability. “Behind Barz” captures the essence of the UK rap scene, with Wretch delivering bars that are both thought-provoking and emotionally charged. The song speaks to the challenges and hardships Wretch has faced in his life, from growing up in tough environments to navigating the complexities of fame and success.

Lyrically, “Behind Barz” showcases Wretch 32’s exceptional wordplay, with clever metaphors and deep reflections on life, struggle, and personal growth. He uses his experiences to paint a vivid picture of his journey, touching on topics such as resilience, survival, and the pursuit of success. The track also gives insight into the emotional toll that his experiences have taken, adding layers of vulnerability to the otherwise hard-hitting delivery.

The production of “Behind Barz” complements the introspective nature of the track, with a minimalistic yet atmospheric beat that allows Wretch’s words to take center stage. The beat builds gradually, intensifying the emotion behind the lyrics and providing a perfect backdrop for Wretch’s storytelling.

“Behind Barz” is not just a track, but a testament to Wretch 32’s artistry and ability to connect with his audience on a deeper level. It’s a song for anyone who has ever faced adversity and found the strength to keep pushing forward.

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Wretch 32 – Behind Barz Lyrics

I say the new me don’t wanna trap, I want a trap star
Lizzy on my mind, my T-shirt and on my bank card
It’s wrong driving round in a Porsche tryna act hard
Take into account my accountants, my new gang darg
Been through more Os than a pack of Polos
So I’m smelling mint fresh for them triple X hoes
My peehole be the window to my soul glass
Panoramic roof, guess I shouldn’t throw stones
I can throw a brick though… shit joke
I just met a girl this Christmas, says she doesn’t drink Coke
She laughed when I said I’m a company on my own
I’mma give this girl the runaround, forget a lift home
I’m saying this year I’m on my game
I’m raising hell knowing heaven’s just a step away
Think it’s a joke Heath Ledger took the leap of faith
He won an Oscar, wonder if he had a speech to say
Rate the celeb but he didn’t even get to celebrate
That’s why I’m tryna see my day before I see my grave
And let my journey be the route that all my people take
Think it’s a sprint and get lapped up in a steeplechase, that’s how I got my breathing space
I’m in my own league, they don’t exist here
Fuck a hotel, I’m really in the premiere, I’m
One of the realest really selling over here
300 I’mma make at least 300 every year
One year I had about 100k to spare
I gave 50 back to charity so fuck it all I’m ‘ere
Don’t tell me bout your bezzle, don’t tell me bout your kettle
They’ve got macs up in my ends, I’m tryna apple save the webbles
I’m a way out from weighing
Now I’m weighing up my options on how I can play it
If out of all my brothers I’m the one that makes it
The head of the family must be fairly related and I ain’t feeling that
I need to see everybody getting bread
So when the food came, everybody got a Z
Too sweet at Christmas, everybody getting fed
Single mum with five kids, that’s real struggle in the flesh
Tried to save the barbers but ran in on a sense
Getting people into clubs ain’t really sharing my success
The kids are the future so I always try invest
That’s why they telling David Lammy I’m the MP in my ends
Two chainz on my neck, see I disciple change
From no food in the kitchen, just had a microwave
From not a pot to piss in to nice designer plates
From relegation, eviction to now the title race
Tottenham’s Man City but I got Arsenal faith
I got ox in the chamber, don’t let me blast away
Behind every good rapper, there’s a singer made
Who looks after the dark knight just like Michael Caine
I’m fucking slicker, I’m fucking shit up
Every time I’m fucking down, I just fucking get up
Cuh I’m fucking with ya doesn’t mean I’m fucking with ya
I’m always fucking sweet, I’m never fucking bitter, nah
I take my hat off to Kone and Krept
I love when yungens do it indie and get major checks
I know we’re drinking from the bottle, taking baby steps
But keep looking down on us and it’ll break your necks
That’s why you won’t see me at the MOBOs or the BRITs
I’ll be in the units tryna save them lost kids
My presence told the students having talent is a gift
Think millionaire’s a fairytale? I’m tryna show them it exists
I’ve got a sleeping beauty in my bed right now
I’ve got some magic beans just from what I write down
When my beanstalk grew, Pocahontas lied down
Obama’s got seven dwarves in his snow white house
I guess it don’t take chance, it takes change
I swap the C with a G, I switch lanes
I’m the young Roger Ames, slick Rick James
And EA Sports know my name, I’m in the game

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