Hill Heat (feat. Greg Davis II) - JT

Open up your eyes You can see me here Open up your mind I'm calling you here In the heat of the night, I'm calling Listen to the sound, I'm calling to you Can you hear the beating of my heart? It beats for you Burning desire, burning inside Burning desire, flame is alive And I know that it's right In the heat of the night Relationships are hard to find When they all ask to read your mind Reach inside your mind You know what's happening, tell me In the heat of the night, I'm calling Listen to the sound, I'm calling to you Can you hear the beating of my heart? It beats for you Wiping the sweat from my brow Ain't no way I can reach you now I hear you calling, teardrops falling All the pain and love's combined as one We used to have fun But the memories still unwind in my mind Till the end of time, holding you tight, yeah In the heat of the night I'm calling In the heat of the night I'm calling, I'm calling Listen to the sound I'm calling I am your love, your love I'm calling Your love, your love I'm calling

Just another victim of the... victim of the ghetto Just Another victim, that's how it goes, ooh Heavy foot traffic jam the hallway all day Adolescence working for small pay World so little he could never leave his block His home bullet riddled so he always need his Glock He coast with his eye open, keep his metal smoking Young wasted minds fiending on dimes, coking Forgot kids quick to break rules and known to make fools Out of many, down the streets we more safe than school There's no diploma that can break you from the coma Of a bloody war in the country, the youth hungry On the corner hyenas amongst me Yapping about the stories they be hearing, always swearing Can't even spell the shit that he be wearing Caught up in the silk web of material Superficial stains ya brain tissue, that's the issue The young is lost at their own cost, dreaming Screaming how we never hold positions, that's the meaning Mothers of murder victims share the same grief The elderly shake their head in disbelief And no relief came till I aimed And blast one shot and left my name... the GZA Just another victim of the... victim of the ghetto Just Another victim, that's how it goes, ooh My residence is a city where army veterans smoke rocks On torn down blocks, drug spots set up their shops And cops watch innocent niggas roaming flocks Romanism in tops, papers and knots Churches and liquor stores on every corner plot To get money knots some funny niggas act like They could pop Glocks and those who can't cop Sisters giving up ass a lot, brothers giving up cash a lot Babies struggling to become someone because their parent's not Just another victim of the ghetto, where lost minds settle When the devils uncivil society and die free With double 'W' followed by J-D around the necks and wrists The God is now a dog, the Earth is called a bitch And all my people wish to get rich in this wilderness to push a Lexus Ice on everything from rings and bracelets to the necklaces Children molested within these pest infested buildings Seeds uneducated in these schools, paint on the ceilings Is peeling off, but all I see is lost black babies calling "Please somebody save me, please somebody save me" Just another victim of the... victim of the ghetto Just Another victim, that's how it goes, ooh Just another victim of the... victim of the ghetto Just Another victim, that's how it goes, ooh Just another... just another... victim of the ghetto

Ric Flair fit got the girls going woo Trynna make 100 bands so I gotta see it through Pass the Ciroc, pass me the Goose Rapper like Chance, got me the juice Ric Flair fit got the girls going woo Trynna make 100 bands so I gotta see it through Pass the Ciroc, pass me the Goose Rapper like Chance, got me the juice Hybrid of the Crown and the Hennessy Jimmy serving .22s to the enemies Kick it like Ronaldo ain't no penalty Collecting the cash like it's state to state Full off the hype, you can check the plate Envy in the eyes, better check your face Light blue blue devil ice on the wrist Whipped up the verse like it was a brick They don't want talk, they talkin with the stick Light blue blue devil ice on the wrist Whipped up the verse like it was a brick Human highlight, Dominique the hits Ric Flair fit got the girls going woo Trynna make 100 bands so I gotta see it through Pass the Ciroc, pass me the Goose Rapper like Chance, got me the juice Ric Flair fit got the girls going woo Trynna make 100 bands so I gotta see it through Pass the Ciroc, pass me the Goose Rapper like Chance, got me the juice Yeah yeah yeah I'm that dude that stay in my zone when y'all go out Impact from home I ain't worried bout clout Still got juice when the time go out When the last song play End of your day In the moment I stay On key like Ray Homie I don't play This is my jungle gym imma go ape No H&M I'd rather wear BAPE If you like a guy that don't need all the hype Then you know where I'm at I can't take the credit Thank Jesus for that To him I'm indebted He loaned me the glory I'm giving it back Bled that maroon and he gave me the map Death of my pride man I'm wearing all black He dropped off the blessings I pick up the slack I'm here to impact that's facts Ric Flair fit got the girls going woo Trynna make 100 bands so I gotta see it through Pass the Ciroc, pass me the Goose Rapper like Chance, got me the juice Ric Flair fit got the girls going woo Trynna make 100 bands so I gotta see it through Pass the Ciroc, pass me the Goose Rapper like Chance, got me the juice