Lyrics:
Float slow, float slow
To anything I've been told
Eyes closed, eyes closed
Can I sleep some more?
Eyes low, eyes low
Can I sleep at all?
No shade I been
even know why?
Just try to visualise a kid who was promised lies who's heart died and his mind was possessed by the dark side
See these tears in my eyes
Been thinkin' deep all my life
My third eye sharp like a knife
You got three eyes, you got three
You got three cant you see
Speakin' gentle over this
and take hostage
Your whole setup, from the ground up, we lock shit
Blood flood your eye, fuck up your optics
Switch to killer instincts 'fore niggas pop
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
here
[Master P]
Holla bloody mary lookin' eyes of the demon
when you see a thug like a G screamin'
I smoke green with the reaper
I'm from the ghetto
can’t help it)
Hearts frozen in my eyes are icicles
Your love is what keeps me warm
The years gone by and I know I can’t
Wait until I fallala into
Well, I'm not paralyzed
But, I seem to be struck by you
I wanna make you move
Because you're standing still
If your body matches
What your eyes can
As the ballroom dancers twirled
He dreamed the Titanic was sinking
Into the underworld
Leo took his sketchbook
He was often so inclined
He closed his eyes
contacts
Madara flow whenever I'm facing armies
Vice city outcome, ended by the palm trees
Dwayne Wade hustle- only count 'em by the 3's
3rd eye closed
revoked
It's a very slippery slope
Cause too much of any dose
Can leave your mind racing
And your eyes wide closed
Open your eyes, open your eyes, yeah
You
hate when it's your brothers
A closed door and a blind eye from my parents
It's not called a hate crime, it's just what my brothers did to kill
Then
free
Once upon a time, when Monoxide died
Had to get him out of hell, to my surprise
Closed my eyes and I journeyed to the other side
The night,
bosses and take hostage
Your whole setup, from the ground up we lock shit
Blood flood your eye, fuck up your optics
Switch to killer instincts for
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
multiplying
Now the 3 of them are dying by the poison she perceived to be good head
Now Eve and her husband are perverted in their judgment
'cause everything
of reality
All three eyes to the revolution can now escape the blind state of confusion
Trials and tribulations of the original nation
Leaves a headache,
Close the curtains
Light the incense
Inhale the thick clouds with your eyes closed
Your nose burns on your knees
In the corner of a strange
Assassinated by my own kind, so why ask
Because blacks to have a closed mind, deal with facts
Keep your eyes open, never rock yourself to sleep
Love
feed the clique cutting bad checks
Time to learn boy, that cash rules
Success is a precious jewel
Can't be writing checks with your eyes closed
coke by the boatload
Fuck dat, on the run-by, gun high, one eye closed
Left holes through some guy clothes
Stop your bullshittin, glock with the full
is the animosity money brings
Real niggas out of style we may be one in three
Back against the wall outnumbered by fuckboys
One bullet, one target, one
applause, evolves to what was never here
Born to death, born to die
Form the flesh, form the eyes
A veritable storm of winged forms swarms the skies
With my eyes closed, I can see clearly
Vividly, they don't want me to be
Planted brilliancy tho, check the seed
Downloaded increase yo
Close ties
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