Lyrics:
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,
spitting in jail
Even the blind can see I’m the hardest
Word for word like I’m spitting in brail
Get it? Nar i’m sick of the clowns
All this I’ll do, I’ll do
That's the way it go go I guess
That's a blind fold third eye guess
I'm just rollin' with the motherfuckin' flow of the river
Flow of the, flow
to you, back-back
She had cat eyes, nine lives, no tan lines, thigh highs
She ride me like a drive-by, I'm real, these niggas sci-fi
But that's neither
third eye's blind if you
See a working dating sim
You'd die without attention and you
Call me crazy? Please!
You sound like you're used to
Getting killed
know that it hurts
When you tryna fake it girl
Rewind yeah you wanna rewind
More time yeah I need more time
In my mind open my third eye
In my mind open
Please don't be convinced by what people say
I'm not brilliant
I'm not a genius
I'm not
Even gifted really
I mean I have gifts
But
These are things
everlastin there'll be no part two
Knowledge is infinite once I start to draw
A better picture for your third eye if you're blind
You know with a mic
you always run and hide?
Self important by design
Praying that your chakras do align
Hoping that your victims stay blind
Knowing that you're on borrowed
front of my eyes.
It's just some ballin' ass niggas down to die for the West Side.
California's the state where all bustas die.
First thought be
looking to the horizon
Love begets love and hate breeds violence
The vibes of my third eye's sight's have heightened
That's why I guide like I'm
trying to open the human body, my third eye is not defenseless
Always stay conscientious, from the school of the Bobby Hemmitts'
They forgot what common
ashes
Teaching classes
I'm the leader of the new school
Elevating minds who are blind with
A third eye fooled
No Louisiana but my hearts in the NO
at sixty nine
And what if I'm blind
But only in my third eye
What if God he was gone
He then turned a blind eye
So there was no one there while I'm talking
and blind
I make these songs to expand the minds
Eat five grams, open your third eye
See through the illusion, I'll be your tour guide
Who am I?
I'm the one
Dolla
Dolla
Dolla
Dolla
Dollars are not worth it at all
If it caused you turn your back against the Father and Lord
They be screaming, baller dollar
seems
It seems like everything is not meant to be
Kill that perception
That'll never answer the question
Seeing new dimensions
Traveling
My third eye with
Already know how I rickity rock
I'm neva promo shit y'all just make Me Some tickity toks
I'm feelin like pac imma open my Third eye yall niggas be peepin
a lawyer, yeah buddy, I doubt it
I'd rather hit the streets, start beef and get rowdy
Wildin' with all my third street motherfuckers around me
I remember my
noticed too many moving vans
Truer words were never written by truer hands, 'cause, yo
I was supposed to be a trap rapper
Club walk-throughs, Baller
to you
She had cat eyes, nine lives, no tan lines, thigh highs
She ride me like a drive by, I'm real these niggas Sci-Fi
But that's neither here nor there
Open the mind
Open your third eye
Go live your life
Don't let it swerve by
They used to go and push me to the curb side
Now tell me now who be sitting
steady we sober third eye open like Folgers
With bars feel like I'm coasting could easily start the roasting
More rappers shot and they soaking street
The whole third floor of the hotel gutted by the blast
And the street below showered in shards of broken glass
And all the drunks pouring out of the dance
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