Lyrics:
a man, in my eyes
Then your head's off, and I'ma set off the wheels
Motherfuck the baby seals or savin' the whales
All the crack sells, it's
the breeze before I lift
Your feet off the leaves
Now you eager to leave get back in your seat
While your lady feelin’ on my
Meat like a catholic priest
Like
cye tell me why it's so easy to drop your head down so quickly, but so hard to keep ya head up? Yall gotta keep yall head up out there, we all in
it was Prada,
Sat in my room,
Talking to my father,
He told me,
‘Eyes open, when you're rolling'
‘Don't let the time get stolen'
I'll put you, in
Yo man
Let's take this shit back to fuckin' high school lunch time cyphers
When mother fuckers was beat boxin'
And kickin' ill ass flows in
raised my head and set it back where it was
The chief of insignificant responses
Insufficient bits are spitted
Slurred responses come out witted
That's
funny
By any means necessary I must make my money
If niggas try to fade me, I pull out my nine
And pop-pop-pop-pop a nigga from behind
In this world
the back of my head
A lot of y'all would jack it to women who'd prolly be cold if you met her in bed then use you
Instantly move on to the next congrats it's
on by this big tall guy
I saw her tell him in no uncertain terms
Get outta my face or you gonna get burned
He walked off like a hang-dog, tail between his
Where we run
Go a thousand miles just for sunlight
Ohhh we begun
Tryna go way back where it all started
I can see it in your eyes you want some love
he must be admiring my grace
As I'm back peddlin, doin bag drills on his face
He's tryin to bob and weave, but he's drowning in the rushes
And Compubox
me show you what the MAC do (come on)
If you don't know by now, then you slippin'
I'm on some bullshit that's got me jackin', niggas flippin'
Let my
don't want you back
You shot me through the head
This time I gotta dash
I heard we chasing bags
I want my money back
You tried to steal my heart
But
Stricken with pain, live by the day, see in my eyes
It's covered by the sound of silence when I'm screaming inside
You want that ill MC shit, that real ass
for dead
Nah, that shit mentally derailed me, you know
The body fall behind the head
Cross that line, ain't no spinning back
Just know you made yo bed
on the radio
Take a recording
In the morning
On the top 40
On the cassette deck
Close my eyes wish I could live in those days
Bring me back to that time
lean my head back on ya
Let me ease ya mind
Let me talk it out
Sometimes its not to good to hold it all in side
Chorus
Rest your head my shoulders
head niggas can't touch us
Seen it happen to the best
Clap to their death
I tell you no lies, you ask me, no questions
Look at my eyes, pupils are
aware the shape I'm in?
My hands they shake, my head it spins
Ah Brooklyn, Brooklyn take me in
When at first I learned to speak
I used all my words
compute?
Mute by sudden doom
Loud consumes the room
Bomb shit, feel the boom
Yeah I'm hella certified
You can see it in my eyes
Yeah I been so traumatized
a choke hold
losin' control bringing drama by the boatload
it takes drama
in the pillage now of cappadonna
my split persona hit their village
gotta keep it all moving
Got my eyes on the prize I ain't telling no lie so I'm putting my all in the music
Hm
Swifty as hell and I get 'tween the beat
That was the same year, prayed for a change there
Aww ah
Bow our heads let's pray
See through bullshit like X-rays
Back in '07 feel like dem my best
My cup runneth over with pinot grigio, hold up
You bogus in the lambo if you ain't lifting the door up
You bogus poppin' pills if you ain't pickin
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