Wretch 32 - Unorthodox (feat. Example) Video, Review and Lyrics

"Unorthodox" is a single from Tottenham-born rapper Wretch 32 that will appear on his upcoming début album and features vocals from rapper Example. The single was released in the United Kingdom as a digital download on 17 April 2011 with a 12" vinyl released the following day. The song samples Manchester-born band The Stone Roses' 1989 hit "Fools Gold" which appears on their studio album Turns into Stone. The track was produced and co-written by British production team Future Cut (Lily Allen, Professor Green, Devlin).

Lyrics
[Wretch 32 - Verse 1]
Yea, 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
And I move like my shit don’t sink
But I’m all in a trance no hit no assist
This is all from the heart intro no script
I’m just about writing it down
So now I don’t sleep man I miss those nights
I 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 this gold life
And that sounds sad but I’m happy
And the only plans to stay scatty
Yea unorthodox, I made the bar so I call the shots



[Chorus - Example]
We don’t follow no crowd, they follow us
Don’t follow no sound it follows us
Go sit in hell, look down that wishing well
Unorthodox, we call our own shots

[Wretch 32 - Verse 2]
Yea I got a good vibe
I ain’t trynna be bait with my hook lines
I had a feeling I could fly
Before I hopped on a plane or a new sky
Yea 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 in
So the 8th day of the weeks my own lay in
And that’s sounds said but I’m happy
But the only plans to stay scatty
Yea unorthodox, I made the bar so I take the shots

[Chorus]
We don’t follow no crowd, they follow us
Don’t follow no sound it follows us
Go 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

[Chorus x2]
We don’t follow no crowd, they follow us
Don’t follow no sound it follows us
Go sit in hell, look down that wishing well
Unorthodox, we call our own shots