NuSoul & Generation X - Hey DJ

Look!
Ugh!
Hella wavy on this vibe
I’m on a Quest for Tribe
Turn up the tunes and get faded
Up to cloud number 9
With all that this implies
Gangbanging on my eyes
Twist up a wood and light up
Let’s blow it to the sky
(This be my meditation)
(Holistic medicated)
(I breathe in power, blow out music for my new generation)
(I go from a Prince to a King, but I refuse the throne)
(Cause genius thrives when it has options and freedom to roam)
My skills in Mint Condition
I’m alert and Commissioned
And it's just me against the world when I’m young, black, and gifted
I be so militant
How bout that from some immigrants?
Them niggas be so uppity, Nigger-ish on some ig’nant shit
(Hey DJ, can you play a song for me?)
(Sweet music really puts my soul at ease)
(Hey DJ, can you play a song for me?)
(Sweet music really puts my soul at ease)
I want my good wood by the ounce
My garage full of cars that bounce
And getting paid in several ways
Cause every dollar counts
And if I die, would they make me into a legend?
And would music stay engraved in the tablets of unforgettable names?
(Oh no, the fame we never loved that)
(We be lowkey where we may be, never divulge that)
(We never moved like how U do, cause we above that)
(We keep "G" like M. Garvey because we hustle black)
For real
So all my Kings, put ya grands up
And if U blowing feeling wavy, put the strands up
And all my street politicians, gon' head and stand up
Let’s keep it black and melanated, always groovy, hella faded
Niggas man up
(Hey DJ, can you play a song for me?)
(Sweet music really puts my soul at ease)
(Hey DJ, can you play a song for me?)
(Sweet music really puts my soul at ease)

Written by:
Christian Bessard, Joshua Fonenot

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