Grey Hairs

By Reks

On Grey Hairs

Released on July 22, 2008

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[Reks]


[Hook]

I wanted to rock them three stripes, Timbs, and Nikes

Momma told me when I'm older I'll experience life

But now it's all grey hairs

It's all grey hairs

It's all grey hairs

It's all grey

Thought I was old enough then to know wrong from right

Momma told me when I'm older that I might see the light

But now it's all grey hairs

It's all grey hairs

It's all grey hairs

It's all grey


[Reks]

I pop bottles and read the good book

Skipped college, man

Watched top models

Cuz soon they'll be hollering

We made travels like Gulliver

Used to be kings like Solomon

Then became slaves like Tubman and then

Government wanna us see us running like Harriet

To avoid the establishment

Of prison cell blocks

Little shorties come out of the womb, ready to sell rocks

Rock charms, Jesus Christ pendant covered in ice

I guess my only advice

Is watch jewels, gems, come with a price

It's such an identity crisis

How we can cop new bank gear

Not care what the price is

Jesus hang from a cross and now he hang from your neck

Still no respect, dont' know who Christ is

We are living in times of the most critical kind

Grey hairs got visible lines


[Hook]


[Reks]

Can you sense it that hopes is missing

That the focus isn't there any longer children

Being raised by a new age

Given a new craze

They listen to the beat and nod

Disregard thoughts written

They walking dead around us pimping

And our mission is no longer to reach within 'em

Our mission should be now to decrease the tension

But instead we just give in to nature

Label hate us cuz we don't let the radios make us different

Getting grey hairs from all of that anger building

I'd be lying if I said I ain't aging and sensing

A bit of change in my ageless wisdom

What are we to do now

For the patient victims

Who just wish music would return to its senses

That we at some point would respect our mission

And give back to rap, the greatest invention


[Hook]


[Reks]

Hip-hop influences raised me

Say, for instance, Jay-Z said the streets is watching

So I kept on driving, head bobbing crazy

Though the couple in the next car upset

They couldn't make me

Turn the volume down, my volume up

And I'm a ride 'round town

Blast that volume, WHAT?!

But these days, these kids really don't give fuck

Listening to Dip Set, now they sticking you up

Take every rhyme literal, YEP!

They more criminal, PLUS

It's more reality to kill for a buck

But how can I judge?

When it's a part of the beautiful music I love

They iPods full of G-Unit, the best thugs

Next club, everybody in the cipher rhyming

Out to get rich and die trying

Dark clouds keep us out of the grey

The sun rising, looking better today

So I say...