Lyrics:
sit down keep my eyes closed
You don't know me
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I been here for a week, gotta plane to catch tomorrow
I'm living in a dream, in
my eyes closed
I need water in my neck
2 gram paper plane, I be smoking on jet pack
Moving like I'm jet lagged
I don't get phased by a setback
My
part of me is hoping this woman can recognize while my eyes are locked on her eyes but my mind is between her thighs
I'm trying to lay by her side
and sends me checks
She's a humdinger
Folk singer
Late one day in the middle of the week
Eyes were closed I was half asleep
I chased me a woman up
and sends me checks
She's a humdinger
Folk singer
Late one day in the middle of the week
Eyes were closed I was half asleep
I chased me a woman up
the best I could
But (you make me smile)
What's your addiction? Is it money? Is it girls? Is it weed?
I've been afflicted by not one, not two, but all
the drill
Teacher's got his eye on her
Moves in for the kill.
Nobody can see or hear the things that they do
All the books stay closed, there must be
woah, woah, woah, woah
Smokin' gelato
I got niggas posted by the plazo
Makin' money like Martin Madrazo
Whippin' foreigns with my fuckin' eyes closed
finna change
So we’ll never agree again
Just a few things pouring out my soul
Rosewood we could see her
With our eyes closed
as, but my flow stupid
So stupid that I closed my eyes
Wrote a rhyme by my fourteenth bar
Envisioned The Three Stooges
Expression of the shit I write
Is
in
VERSE 1
I could go to sleep so fucking stoked
Seeing shit glow in hope when my eyes are closed
The back of my eyelids show such a pretty post
of the age
Nucleate the rage
We have in our ways
Divide in conflate
Olden eyes with closed minds
Creating grenades
Afraid of the truth
Their life will hang up
I swear on my life
That I am alright
Stay up through the night
An owl with a pen amirite
Eyes closed when I write
Floating above my bed turn off all
a rebel
Dressed up like he can take ten men down
With his eyes closed, now with her eyes closed
Getting closer for the embrace, taking their place
No time
a text
But now I got myself a ray gun
To use with malicious intent
Yeah
Eyes closed record broke
I'll tell you secrets in the nighttime
Let her know
That
on side
Don't ever try step to me no hype
Universal control my man will die
Eyes are closed and got no sight be sightful third eye can't see mine
I'm over
I'm out of here, like my minds in outer space
When my eyes closed I'm alone and I'm looking face to face
At the future at the past I was chose by
her throat, and watched her shake till her eyes closed
Had sex with the corpse before I left her
And drew my name on the wall like helter skelter
Run
the Dimp, the ladies' pimp
The women fight for my delight
But I'm the grandmaster with the three MCs
That shock the house for the young ladies
And when you
And shouted out my name
Well Jerry Bellows, he hugged his stool
Closed his eyes and shrugged and laughed
And with an ashtray as big as a fucking really big
Mesmerized by her eyes and the glide in her walk
She was sent by Satan himself
Temptations prayin' for help
But couldn't help it still
Found help in two
getting wetted, fulfilling their fantasies to set it
We don't sweat it, by the fifth you get beheaded
I pivot through my borough givin' pounds
think that killing's living real
Shorty's is getting wetted, fulfilling their fantasies to set it
We don't sweat it, by the fifth you get beheaded
I
The trap ain't ever closed no Chick-fil-A, even on Sunday's
Them turkeys go
Not by one but by the load
If I sell two, my son son get the half cause that's
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