Red Comb - Dre'es, Am

When your back, it was my whole world

Soulful sounds from Jackson 5 best of

Patio speaker so loud

Lemon juice with the rec on hold my curls down

Before I cared about a song and laid the verse down

Blue hawaiian shirt brought avenue

My elementary for two years

I spent all my time for 2 years in that backyard

For few years, I was blissed young and smilin'

Of course I shared a few tears

But overall ya boi was glowin'

Only five years old

But best believe ya boi was growin'

Between weed dispensers

It was limitless, the endless roamin'

Eggs from the chicken 'less I get hungry

Cause all this runnin' get my stomach goin'

But little did I know

But little did I know I was surrounded by the madness

Not the violence from the locals or the noise from the neighbours

But the quiet secrets kept within my kinfolk

Instigatin', mental hazin', pain is invoked

Brothers before birth, those broken relationships are currently still broke

Backstabs, I’m gettin' laughed at I pray the love for a comeback

Be all the change ya like to see

Be all the change ya hope to be

Be all the change ya like to see

Be all the change ya hope to be

I, pay my dues now I like to get my change back

I’m cuttin' family ties tell me who could change that?

I gets no sleep, I’m so weak

From the overdose hoping that we might be

Its too easy to play the victim

Too easy to complain about the system

Too easy to live solely for the income

Too easy to not care about the symptoms

Too easy to play (play the victim)

Too easy to complain about the system ('plain about the system)

Too easy to live solely for the income (for the income)

Too easy to not care about the symptoms

To all the students in the high school a block from me

You’re a pilot, not idle, don’t idol me

Lets get up together, up and leave

We been raised spiteful, our land small but a vital piece

Isolated situations and somehow we still the culprits

Draw land beneath the beautiful hills, white our source is

Brown children are tanned, skin glisten

White man don’t listen to our brown skinned children

No condition bad enough to budget us

We eat the punches, they punchin' us

Stuck in a slump, stuck in a swamp

Stuck in a rut, I’m stuck in a house

Stuck in my old ways

Soul see before they saw the seed, I been

Futile since a baby

Futile as a man too

Futile or lazy

Stuck chasin' Jamie so crazy

Pickin' pennies, takin' time

I’m wastin' time I pat my pockets

Be all the change ya like to see

Be all the change ya hope to be

Be all the change ya like to see

Be all the change ya hope to be

I, pay my dues now I like to get my change back

I’m cuttin' family ties tell me who could change that?

I gets no sleep, I’m so weak

From the overdose hoping that we might be