Jeremiah Watts - RED WINE.

I'm trying to overpower the higher ups
With the knowledge that I learned from the street scholars
So follow me
We invading ya vicinity like them Europeans did to us
The hoes loved me, I never had to beg for school lunch
Mama said if you wanna be the best
You gotta get ya hustle up
We Alive, but we living like our eyes closed
In any time zone, my flow destroys all
Shit
Dreams don't mean anything anymore
Look at dr.king
The streets too loud to ever freedom ring
The government's focus is keeping the rich richer
While us brothers struggling
We ain't got a pot to piss in
But
I'm blowing up, like osama came back to life and recruited a nigga
The rose that grew despite all the shooters and looters
Some niggaz prey on the young, like some cougars
Be careful cuz you could lose ya life
To some ruthless cool kids
Truth is, we all lost in the haze, doesn't matter if u smoke or not
Suckas toting glocks, trying to get a nibble of the American Pie
They don't compromise, over the dollar signs
It's not Christmas, but a Nigga gifted
The system is twisted
But we falling victim to it
Pay attention to the demonstration of black empowerment
In order to make it to my destination
It requires a lot of concentration
Competition is conquered with my composition
Im bout to open up ya solar plexus
You fucked with us
And now they asking where the fuck ya face went
Cooking up shit in the basement
You should know, I been tight with the flow since the slave ships
You know I'm not the one to play with

Written by:
Jeremiah Watts

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