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Street Justice
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Politically conscious track talking about the injustices people of color face everyday. Visit www.tygervinum.com for more.
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Tyger Vinum is a Writer, Producer, Filmmaker and Videographer from Springfield, Massachusetts. He is currently Owner of his own record label Vinumous Records operating out of Amsterdam, Holland. Tyger Vinum has worked with Hip-Hop icons Kool G. Rap and Sean Price, as well as Planet Asia, Ruste Juxx, Shabaam Sahdeeq, PaceWon, and many other artists. Tyger Vinum has released four albums (International Hustler 2004, Sinister Ambitionz 2007, Grindin Muzik 2010, Tha Audio Bully 2015) and seven singles while travelling the globe. His new single "G.U.N. Muzik (Grab Ur Nutz Muzik)" drops January 2019. The following single "Tha GlobeTrotter" releases in March. Aside from the music Vinum is currently working on videos for the upcoming Underground Artist Major Threat album. Tyger Vinum has performed on stages in The Netherlands, France, U.S., Germany, Greece, Russia, U.K. and numerous other countries. Book Tyger Vinum now.
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Genre
Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
Charts
Peak #2,582
Peak in subgenre #1,406
Author
Tyger Vinum (L. Baldwin III)
Rights
2004 Vinumous Records
Uploaded
November 03, 2006
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MP3 4.1 MB • 128 kbps • 4:31
Lyrics
It happens time after time, like Cindy Lauper. Bars slam cased closed, it’s another show stopper. Illegal search and seizure, plus unjust laws. Turns your life into a real live episode of OZ. Monitored calls plus congical visit. Wondering the whole time if somebody else hit it. If your mans did I, kinky style with a belt. Fear that your girl cheated makes your heart melt. There’s nothing you can do in your current position. Laying on your cot, mad jealous and wishing. For the day that your free, to walk the streets. And hunt for the truth with a piece of new heat. Rock a hot beat, while spittin a show. On the dance floor, freaking with a nasty hoe. Day dreams so real you can smell the trees. Crying silently, you pull your pillow closer and squeeze. What’s justice, justice means we can bus’ this. We’re way past the point where we sit and discuss this. Issue you have with my people in the streets. You better have weapons, cuz we’re coming with the heat. Raspy, spit some sh** extra nasty. See reality, there’s no one who can out class me. Vinum flows more days, than on your calendar. Smash domes, like watermelons by galagher. Word splattered across blank notebook pages. My people in cages, going through various stages. Of the system, that’s half my family, my heart is with ‘em. Since I can’t go get ‘em, I let the rhythm hit ‘em. Hard, like penitentiary bars. For my thug n*** z wearing tattoos and scars. Drinking liquor in cars, on the way to the club. Politicking with stars, inside private hot tubs. Toss’em a glove, at the end of the day. Get away with a crime, in no time like OJ. Chatting with a dime, who loves my wordplay. My flows so cold, they freeze water in ice trays. What’s justice, justice means we can bus’ this. We’re way past the point where we sit and discuss this. Issue you have with my people in the streets. You better have weapons, cuz we’re coming with the heat. It’s twilight and I’m chilling on the roof. High as a bird, ready to blaze the booth. Blue sky’s got me contemplative on life. It’s a b*** when your money ain’t right late night. Plagued by dreams to hustle for cream. By any means necessary, avoiding high beams. From the boys in blue, you know how they do. Have you spread eagle on concrete ready to screw. Like that dude, then get no Justice. Lets discuss this, better yet let me bust this. Gat against your brain, and let it shower like rain. Across your mans face, before they feel his pain. Humiliating a brother means they feel the same. Embarrassment and shame from a violated frame. Yet they run free, to pollinate like honey bees. Having broomstick parties, with helpless arrestees. What’s justice, justice means we can bus’ this. We’re way past the point where we sit and discuss this. Issue you have with my people in the streets. You better have weapons, cuz we’re coming with the heat.
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