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Battle Scars

by Wrighty

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You was young, it was written Join a gang, make a living, Make mistakes, they ain’t forgiving. We’ve got to teach our children lessons. Teaching our youth, until they listen, Avoid jail, avoid prisons, Stay alive, no failed missions, Another product from living conditions, Are you listening? Do you care? Will these lyrics just fall in death ears? I’ve been waiting to spit this for years? You had to grow up and tackle your fears. I’ve just been waiting to drop this knowledge on this game, No, you won’t get this from them names! This is a break from the gimmicks, emotional lyrics, them rappers just sounding the same, You want to, be a star but already you are! You’ve won coz you’ve made it this far, You got to keep it pushing don’t not stop do not wait. Success just follows the hate, Please try to make that transition, Exes don’t miss em, All that headache, no I don’t miss em, Jealousy, Envy, different ambitions. Fuel to my pain, pushing my pistons, Just listen, can’t learn if you speak! Anxiety getting so peak, Mega riches never had it but I’ve got a classic, Spit factual bars that is deep, This for the streets, this for the jails, This for the people going through hell, This is for young boys, this for the girls This is for everybody in this world, Chorus These are my battle scars, battle scars, You see my smiling coz life is hard, Battle scars, battle scars, Tell them I made it, send my regards, Battle scars, battle scars, You thought Wrighty gave up? nah mate! We’ve been dealing with these vultures who step in our lives and want to take food from our plate. This is for people who doubted, my life they ain’t bout it, My pain I just bottle it up and I shout it, Record it in lyrics, replay it relive it, I step to the mic and just go and then spit it, And many don’t get it to them it’s just lyrics, But this is our life we are vessels we live it, Shut up all you critics it’s sounding like hate, This is not for the radio, up for debate. Verse 2 You see my grim, I’m destined to win, We’re just beings on this spinning planet we’re fragile we’re destined to sin, Try‘na be perfect but don’t think I can . Hope you understand, Lost two of my best friends to death, that wasn’t the plan. You ain’t forgotten this is for you. If you need a sign, this is your clue, This is for anybody struggling on their own, lost don’t know what to do. Just wait, don’t give up coz you’re great Most these people just don’t understand, Including your mates, But it’s okay, sometimes we grow and we change. Lessons develop from pain, Sometimes we just grow immune to the bullshit and suddenly stop feeling the same. Time is a healer, trust me I know. We’ve been both going through this shit I know, Difference is nobody stopping my goals, I just keep practicing figure my flows, Done with the clubs, done with the hoes, Done with the drama, seen how it goes, Just got a text, I can’t believe what I see Now I’ve just lost someone else, Think it’s a game, this is the truth. I just recording my life in this booth Life is a battle but I will not break, RIP cuzzy we left it too late, This is just more than just lyrics more than just streams, Right now I’m just living my dreams, Once you had it, you go grab it, go feel the magic It’s right then that you know what it means Nobody can’t take your special from you, We’re all born gifted it’s just up to you. Believe it don’t doubt it coz really it’s true it’s time to do what you’re destined to do. Yeah, get up and go before it’s too late you’ve got life in your soul Before it’s too late you don’t know when you’ll go, You got more life and you’re ready for more, What, can’t relate? Try’na keep away from the fakes Try’na get more money put a little food on my plate Chill with a mate, level up, time to elevate You can’t break us just because These are my battle scars, battle scars, You see my smiling coz life is hard, Battle scars battle scars, Tell them I made it send my regards, Battle scars, battle scars, You thought Wrighty gave up? nah mate! We’ve been dealing with these vultures who step in our lives and want to take food from our plate. This is for people who doubted, my life they ain’t bout it, My pain I just bottle it up and I shout it, Record it in lyrics, replay it, relive it, I step to the mic and just go and then spit it, And many don’t get it to them it’s just lyrics, But this is our life we are vessels we live it, Shut up all you critics it’s sounding like hate, This is not for the radio, up for debate. Battle scars, lets get it Battle scars, yeah Feel it, just feel it, yeah Deyarko, Battle scars yeah, Battle scars Let’s get it, Yeah, pain Yeah, 3, 2, 1 These are my These are my battle scars, battle scars, You see my smiling coz life is hard, Battle scars battle scars, Tell them I made it send my regards, Battle scars, battle scars, You thought Wrighty gave up? nah mate! We’ve been dealing with these vultures who step in our lives and want to take food from our plate. This is for people who doubted, my life they ain’t bout it, My pain I just bottle it up and I shout it, Record it in lyrics, replay it, relive it, I step to the mic and just go and then spit it, And many don’t get it to them it’s just lyrics, But this is our life we are vessels we live it, Shut up all you critics it’s sounding like hate, This is not for the radio, up for debate.
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Wrighty - ‘Battle Scars’ album press release

“Will these lyrics just fall on deaf ears? I’ve been waiting to spit this for years”, Wrighty muses over a spine-tingling orchestral arrangement on “Battle Scars”, the cinematic opener on his long-awaited debut album of the same name.

Following a shock cancer diagnosis last year and the news that surgeons would be operating on his throat, the South London native stirred himself into a self-described “frenzy” of recording and releasing new music on a weekly basis. Two successful operations later, Wrighty’s scars serve both as a permanent reminder of his struggle and as a source of musical inspiration. Maintaining his prolific work rate, he carefully assembled a ten-track collection of “deep cuts”, spanning weighty issues including war and conflict, grievance, and institutional racism.

The introspective rapper first rose to prominence in his teens as a feel-good UK garage MC, frequenting London’s Club’s, but his lyrical substance has matured in tandem with a rollercoaster of life experiences. This is evident throughout the album: for example, the first verse of “Road to a Million” explores a myriad of overtly political themes including police brutality and Britain’s vote to leave the European Union, while the second offers an honest insight into the rarely-depicted struggles of an aspiring musician.

Flipping classic lyrics from The Notorious B.I.G and A Tribe Called Quest on “What’s Stress?”, Wrighty offers an evocative and polemic political commentary on subjects such as climate change and corporate social responsibility (“The media fabricating, police telling us lies / The food is killing us, corporations pollute the skies”). Meanwhile, on “Letter to the Youth”, he reprimands irresponsible parents, imploring fellow dads: “I know we’re trying, but we need to try a little harder / Charity begins at home with you fathers.”

There are several flourishes of light-heartedness on Battle Scars, too. “Fake Facts” is a tongue-in-cheek play on today’s ‘fake news’ epidemic, re-framed to diss the disingenuous and set against the backdrop of a shuffling, saxophone-led instrumental from German production powerhouse Bake That. On braggadocious closing track “Doing Too Much”, Wrighty forays into grime, lacing a huge Deyarko instrumental decorated with resonant basslines and punctuative brass instruments. Soulful vocal contributions from singers R.A.I and Julie Iwheta offer messages of hope and reassurance; after all, the healing process is just as important as the diagnosis.

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released December 21, 2018

Producers: Deyarko, Bake That, DJ Klem, Patron Tone Beats.
Executive Produced by: Gavin Alexander
Mixed and Mastered by Church Road Studios
Artwork: Made by Zero

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