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Justice Video (MV)




Performed By: Ward
Length: 3:30
Written by: Peyton Reid




Ward - Justice Lyrics




I drink from the holy grail
The grail of tranquility
Get it I'm calm, match with my synergy
My energy shines so vividly
This should be a misdemeanor along with felonies
Entrapment incarcerated with expertise
Try to tell me what's the norm
Brainwash me until I'm part of the storm
We brainwash our kids, feed them back to the system
I know that is the truth, cause the faucet's been drippin
Say that we don't judge em by the thickness of their pigment
But recently I know that the cultures been drifting
And I know that I don't but many do
And the few don't out weigh the many in this family feud
I want to build a world, that's stuck like glue
Ain't nobody gonna dream of what I could do

Pollute the common wealth with common wealth
Advise everybody not to hurt themselves but don't provide help when they hurt themselves
Interesting ain't it the world so corrupt
So we try to vibe then they interrupt
Acting like we're messing up

I was missing the picture, I was part of the system
Now my eyes have been opened and I changed the entrance
Create a vibe forget about dissin
Along with the hate it only creates distance
When the culture should collide and I started shiftin

I wrote this in blood
Cold blood
I wrote this in blood
Cold blood
If I was a painter I'd paint you a picture
Picasso with a gun aimed at his temple one more breath fore he's shot by the system

I wrote this in blood
Cold blood
I wrote this in blood
Cold blood
If I was a painter I'd paint you a picture
Picasso with a gun aimed at his temple one more breath fore he's shot by the system

Yeah I wrote this in blood
I wrote this in blood
I feel from above
Was an angel turned demon
Can this system help me?
No they can't relieve it
And I can't believe
Brothers should be each other not talk a lot
When I ask you please don't even start
Like the engine inside my car
With no gas so I can't go far
Pursuing a dream they said wasn't for me
Get a black suit you a blue collar
But give me all your blue dollars
I don't have any blue faces
And the hotels they not vacant
How am I supposed to live in this
The facet, check it again, it don't drip

This is my time, I'm up on my grind I can't sleep at night
Another helpless soul just lost their life
Outside the convenience store
That ain't convenient right?
Another young boy with a strap on his side
Gotta sell drugs so his mom will survive
Got boards on the windows and sheets on the floor
Blood in the drain no food anymore
On the corner 50 bucks for a whore
Demon or angel no ones a saint
Just some qualities that help us relate
We all want that house up in the hill
Diamonds iced out up in our grill
Another chance for a thrill

Yeah, for that thrill

I wrote this in blood
Cold blood
I wrote this in blood
Cold blood
If I was a painter I'd paint you a picture
Picasso with a gun aimed at his temple one more breath fore he's shot by the system

I wrote this in blood
Cold blood
I wrote this in blood
Cold blood
If I was a painter I'd paint you a picture
Picasso with a gun aimed at his temple one more breath fore he's shot by the system
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I drink from the holy grail
The grail of tranquility
Get it I'm calm, match with my synergy
My energy shines so vividly
This should be a misdemeanor along with felonies
Entrapment incarcerated with expertise
Try to tell me what's the norm
Brainwash me until I'm part of the storm
We brainwash our kids, feed them back to the system
I know that is the truth, cause the faucet's been drippin
Say that we don't judge em by the thickness of their pigment
But recently I know that the cultures been drifting
And I know that I don't but many do
And the few don't out weigh the many in this family feud
I want to build a world, that's stuck like glue
Ain't nobody gonna dream of what I could do

Pollute the common wealth with common wealth
Advise everybody not to hurt themselves but don't provide help when they hurt themselves
Interesting ain't it the world so corrupt
So we try to vibe then they interrupt
Acting like we're messing up

I was missing the picture, I was part of the system
Now my eyes have been opened and I changed the entrance
Create a vibe forget about dissin
Along with the hate it only creates distance
When the culture should collide and I started shiftin

I wrote this in blood
Cold blood
I wrote this in blood
Cold blood
If I was a painter I'd paint you a picture
Picasso with a gun aimed at his temple one more breath fore he's shot by the system

I wrote this in blood
Cold blood
I wrote this in blood
Cold blood
If I was a painter I'd paint you a picture
Picasso with a gun aimed at his temple one more breath fore he's shot by the system

Yeah I wrote this in blood
I wrote this in blood
I feel from above
Was an angel turned demon
Can this system help me?
No they can't relieve it
And I can't believe
Brothers should be each other not talk a lot
When I ask you please don't even start
Like the engine inside my car
With no gas so I can't go far
Pursuing a dream they said wasn't for me
Get a black suit you a blue collar
But give me all your blue dollars
I don't have any blue faces
And the hotels they not vacant
How am I supposed to live in this
The facet, check it again, it don't drip

This is my time, I'm up on my grind I can't sleep at night
Another helpless soul just lost their life
Outside the convenience store
That ain't convenient right?
Another young boy with a strap on his side
Gotta sell drugs so his mom will survive
Got boards on the windows and sheets on the floor
Blood in the drain no food anymore
On the corner 50 bucks for a whore
Demon or angel no ones a saint
Just some qualities that help us relate
We all want that house up in the hill
Diamonds iced out up in our grill
Another chance for a thrill

Yeah, for that thrill

I wrote this in blood
Cold blood
I wrote this in blood
Cold blood
If I was a painter I'd paint you a picture
Picasso with a gun aimed at his temple one more breath fore he's shot by the system

I wrote this in blood
Cold blood
I wrote this in blood
Cold blood
If I was a painter I'd paint you a picture
Picasso with a gun aimed at his temple one more breath fore he's shot by the system
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Writer: Peyton Reid
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