T. Jack - Grimesquad

Yeah...Grime
Visions from the other side
Open up yo eyes
I can see them flyin' in the sky and they do not comply
To my orders. This a new world order
Rich get richer, poor get poorer
Pour that liquor nigga, know you good for it
I'll keep on soaring
They keeping score and I keep imploring the biggest questions of life
A different story, a different book
Restless nights is how I got here to tell you what it took
Elevated past 'em and I promise it was different looks
I recognize, no they ain't for me
It's gettin' dark
I see the clouds, it's gettin' stormy
They coming for me
This shit get grimy, shit get gory
Forgetful, forgettin' shit like my name is Dory
I ain't finding nemo
I'm finding me though
Take your soul, don't give it back
We call that spiritual repo
Keep the heat close and be woke
'Cause they gone try to make you cold wherever you gone be though
It doesn't matter
That bloody splatter only satisfy niggas that's bloodthirsty
I wear my feelings on my sleeve so they could never hurt me
It don't concern me?
Well then I keep it movin'
On the news lootin' and they only asking us why we the ones that's shootin'
Well niggas been stuck in the grime
They tryna provide but really it's only a matter of time
Before they get put in the ground or put into jail
But maybe that's better than hell
They tell them oh well 'cause they want them niggas to fail
They want us to fall even though we built it all with no one to answer the call
They don't get involved with helping us solve the problems we face
The silliest part is they hate us for race
But then they wanna put on our face and come in our place and fuck up the pace
Stuck in the shade, we stuck in the dark
We get vilified for doing our part
I'm tellin' my niggas stay true to your heart
The system was set up to miss 'em
But they gonna sit back and act like that shit was an accident
Hella emotions 'cause I get so passionate
All of this anger I know that I sat in it
Don't want a pat on the back
A matter of fact
I really want freedom
I want them to free my niggas don't beat 'em or kill 'em
I'm asking my self...really...
Who is the villian, huh?
Who is the villian, huh?

Written by:
Tyler Jackson

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