Jay Spice
Jay Spice
Jay Spice
Jay Spice
Jay Spice & KOLO GANA
Jay Spice
Jay Spice
Jay Spice & T. Jack & K-Low
Jay Spice
Jay Spice
Jay Spice
Jay Spice
Jay Spice
Jay Spice
Jay Spice
Verse 1:
Checking for what we balance
Lady justice learned not to fuck with us
Old white friends won't love with us
They just pour the drugs and know we open up
Old wounds never heal they just scar
Like these bars if you step right in front
I could kill you from afar
Lord Jesus!
Do you see us?
Cuz I been waiting, too damn long
And I'm too damn impatient to prove them wrong
We don't milly rock in Acworth nigga
We just sit and kiss the backwoods nigga
We just lose our dreams cuz really we ain't seen shit
We just go to college cuz we hoping to achieve shit
Get degrees this ain't ever gonna mean shit
No greens on my plate
All we got is dopamine so I feel great, wait
Dancing with this black girl but she ain't even feel me
But yeah she like them white boys cause Steve getting plenty
Oh I was mad, but then I got to thinking
Do me and all my niggas do the same in that position?
Go missing on a black queen, Nubian
Just to get a white debby cake if the booty in
Hook:
The lighter the skin color the better
We fed up with lies and old vendettas
They fill you with hate and over-dues
But you a black girl, you know that ain't true
The lighter the skin color the better
We fed up with lies and old vendettas
They fill you with hate and over-dues
But you a black girl, you know that ain't true
Weed won't heal, won't heal you
We won't heal, won't heal you
Weed won't heal, won't heal you
We won't heal, won't heal you
Verse 2:
My middle school teachers -they had it out for me
Think I can't understand they whole alchemy
I'm livid, I'm gone, ghost, I'm free
Turned to Mister Educated, but the mister couldn't see
Now I'm living up in Athens and now all I do is see
More cliques, more chicks
Close the elevators quick
Go to 6-1-6, God giving me tips on
How I can go well, I don't ever fold well
Folding all these clothes make me wanna go away I just wanna go and pray
But I never really say what be up inside my brain cuz then they would call me stranger
Can't keep up the pace like Danny Granger
Incorporate yo race I call that danger
Losing all yo face I call that make-up
What you made of, is it filled with only hatred?
I don't hate us, I just wish that we could make trust
This one's for the people -
Who would've thought -
That we all made equal
But they still at the top
Damn
[Hook]
Verse 3 (Kolo):
That chain won't heal you even though the shines immaculate
Young black nigga getting paid off my vernacular
Fantastic that my pen, gone get my kids through college
Put it in funds fore America drain it at just like Dracula
I'm indebted to a cause that's way bigger than me
Ain't no debate bout whats at stake, my people need to eat
Inequities that lasted long must finally come to cease
Because his skin is black, that neighborhood won't let him lease
But when it comes to whips, the dealers let him blow a check
They let him drown in debt these bills might pile up to his neck
Problems need to be solved, but persistence what you need
You gotta want to water flowers 'fore you plant your seed
You gonna want to love yourself 'fore you conquer greed
You gotta try and help yourself, before another being
Cause when you rise, you gone take those others with you
Jesus got wheel I'm in the passenger reciting bible scriptures
The lord is my shepherd, guide me through the gutter
And if the devils strikes spare my life through the rubble
Dreams of rocking Armani, got me filled with up hunger
When I should help the poor to quiet the stomach rumblings
Abandoned concepts of charity, I'm losing clarity
Blow a couple bands on Michael kohrs, it got some clarity
Rev Mercedes engine, for these women, it's like therapy
Told you from the start though, it still won't heal you, still won't heal you
[Hook]
Won’t Heal was written by KOLO GANA & Jason Ogbomoh.
Won’t Heal was produced by Tyler Jackson.