Nappy Wonder - Blood Orange

Dreaming of the place

Bring myself away

Like in Barking days

Scared my face away

No one to complain

Baby, what’s the grade?

I’m riding switch, I can’t escape

Future back into the gate

I bust it up on Ilford Lane

my grade

I’m riding switch, I can’t escape

Future back into the gate

I bust it up on Ilford Lane

My feelings never had no ethics

My feelings never have been ethical

My feelings never had no ethics (always feeling)

My feelings never have been ethical

My feelings never had no ethics

My feelings never have been ethical (ethical)

My feelings never had no ethics

My feelings never have been ethical

Dreaming of the place

Bring myself away

Like in Barking days

I’m riding switch, I can’t escape

I bust it up on Ilford Lane

my grave

My feelings never had no ethics

My feelings never have been ethical

My feelings never had no ethics (always feeling)

My feelings never have been ethical

My feelings never had no ethics

My feelings never have been ethical

My feelings never had no ethics

My feelings never have been ethical (always feeling)

My feelings never had no ethics

My feelings never have been ethical

My feelings never had no ethics

My feelings never have been ethical

My feelings never had no ethics (always feeling)

My feelings never have been ethical

My feelings never had no ethics

My feelings never have been ethical