Parallel - I'm Not the Man lyrics

[Verse 1: Wretch 32] I've been a wretch from about three or two Christened on the telly, it was on Channel 2 My dad was in the riots so they came to see his yute Growing up I was a kid that everybody knew Moany, it's like I'm never in the mood A true Pisces, my emotions in my tunes It's an understatement to say it's over being due I took a few shots but now I'm soldiering it through And now I'm looking at my boys turn men Thinking lord god we coulda been like them Cause we ain't the type to fear our opponents The road door closed and my career path opened It's like I'm drinking more than I'm thinking Celebrating as I'm crossing off my wish list I'm sleeping with both eyes open I'm living my dream man, I don't wanna miss this [Hook: Angel] I'm not the man you thought I should be That's just the way we drop them jeans where I stay I'm not the man you thought I should be Just take a second, get to know me [Verse 2: Wretch 32] It takes a second just to look me in my eyes It takes an hour just to listen to my life It took me years just to push me to this height But it would take a lifetime to try and duplicate my vibe I'm me, smooth with my scratches and scars I'm free too Made a stamp on the charts Now I'm sending a letter, I hope you receive it Hand on my heart I'mma flow while it's beating To put it in words, it could have been worse From the underground so I could have been dirt Took a right turn at a wrong place Cause sometimes shortcuts are the long way Gotta have strong faith Now I'm pleading with my baby mamma She tried to tell me that I'd turned into a lady lover I got my eyes on the prize and I'm bringing home the bread Let's make a toast, you can save the bu*ter [Hook] [Verse 3: Chipmunk] Hey yo Wretch Let me get this from here, yeah Last month a fourteen year old in my hood got stabbed and died I used to cruise on my bike down that same side road that he lost his life I fill a cup with tears, lick it back like a shot just to swallow my pride n***as will eat from your bowl and lick you down like a pin called at a hunger strike You don't know what it's like Getting cheese amongst rats fam From a town where Robin could rob Batman Taxman underneath the taxman thinking he could tax man I'd rather die, it's not that fam And everything ain't what it seems on these shelves We're parting red seas and A&Ring ourselves And you can still get a deal and get shelved Getting signed won't necessarily help All this fire in my tank I've come too far to get shanked I'm walking on water that others sank And now I'm laughing all the way to the bank Power of the rhymes and lord on my side Test me, I can make a preacher man rise From a council estate but yeah we made it The best things all come from the worse places [Hook x2]