Luyện nghe bài hát 4 Your Eyez Only

For your eyes
(for eyes)

For your eyes only, for your only
(for eyes)

For eyes only

Hey
Niggas be dying on the
It seems my dreams faded for far too long, the consequences
Can't visualize myself as but a criminal
Control the block, serving up rocks and subliminal
Cause young niggas is hard headed, letting off
Full of adrenaline, to what death can cause
Ain't no coming back, family in black
Plus it's hot now, the cops outside it's hard to a pack
And my daughter gotta eat, her mama be stressing me like I ain't the one who put them Jays on her
Like I ain't out in the like that
I might be low for the moment but I will back
Despite the charges, to the wall I fight regardless,
Screaming "fuck the law", my is lawless
what you call it
Ain't got to be no psychic to see this is like the farthest thing heaven
This is hell and I don't that hyperbolic
I try to employment even if the swiper chargeless
But these felonies be life the hardest
Resisting the temptation to run up and swipe a
Or run up on your yard, snatch your daughter and pawn it
That's why I this sonnet
If the pressure get too for me to take and I break
Play this tape for my and let her know my life is on it
Let her know my is on it
(For eyes)
Let her my life is on
For eyes only

For eyes do you understand
For eyes do you understand me
For your do you understand
For your eyes do you me
For your do you understand
For your eyes do you me
For your eyes do you
For your eyes do you me

probably grown now so this song'll hit you
If you're hearing this it means I'm no longer with you
In the physical, not even sure if I in God
But because you alive
He got me praying that the spiritual is
So I can be a of you still, my pops was killed too
So I know how part of you
Maybe you hate me, you miss me, maybe you spite me
Life goes in cycles, maybe you'll a nigga just like me
I not, I'm tired of dope spots
And fiends smoke rocks
I've seen far too many niggas rot
I'm writing this 'cause me and the had a dance
I see death the corner, apologizing in advance
Don't know if I ever had a
At a I'm a failure, addicted to pushing paraphernalia
But Daddy had dreams once, my eyes had a once
Innocence disappeared by the age of years
My shot up, drug related
Mama
So Granny me in projects where thugs was hanging
Blood was the concrete
niggas I loved talked like they was above maintaining a time sheet
That slow money, picked up the family
By the age of thirteen, six later was handed sentence
Round the same time you came in world
Me and your mama thinking, what the fuck we this girl?
I told her Nina, the prettiest that I could think of
For the prettiest my eyes had ever seen
I was nineteen, it took me two felonies to see the trap, crooked ass system set for me
And now it's too late for me to ever be the one that set examples that never set for me
I'm living fast, but not fast enough karma keeps catching up to me
And if my past becomes the death of me, I hope you

For your eyes do you
For your do you understand me
For your do you understand
For your do you understand me
For your do you understand
For your do you understand me
For eyes do you understand
For eyes do you understand me

In ways I could've went out, too many to count
Was it the trigger crackers that the badges give clout
Was it the young nigga, blasting cause the cash running out
Niggas know how to act in a drought
See baby girl I realized, my definition of a nigga was skewed
My views by new mixtapes
That confirmed the shit I from in the streets was true
real niggas don't speak when they beef with you
They just up on your street, let the heat have you
And if a real nigga he gon' eat your food
I was a fool, spent all my time ducking school, ducking
Ducking rules, hugging blocks don't love you
I pray you a nigga with goals and point of views
Much than the corner, if not it's gon' corner you
Into a box, your son don't even know his pops
And the cyclical nature of doing time
My worst fear is one day that you come home from school and see your father while hearing 'bout tragedy on news
I got the strangest feeling your gonna lose his life soon
And sadly if you're listening now it must it's true
But maybe there's a chance that not
And this album remains in a hard drive like valuable jewels
And I can you this in person like I'm teaching you to tie your own shoes
I love you and I to God I don't lose you
For your only

For your
For your eyes
For your
For your only
For your eyes do you

One day your called me, told me he had a funny feeling
What he'd been dealing with lately, he wasn't
I to pick his brains, still he wasn't revealing
But I could feel the of panic in his voice and it was chilling
He said "Jermaine, I knew since we was children I never asked for
When times was hard I never had discussions you begging you to help me
I dealt the repercussions of my actions
I know you tried to steer me away from that
But that shit was in my blood, you my life
I know your momma nigga, my love
In case I get a chance to speak again
I won't forget the weekends sleeping at your crib
the way I wished my family lived
But my granny crib was in the
I had to like, "Nigga what you talking 'bout? Fuck is you getting at?"
He "Listen, I got no time to dive into descriptions
But I've been having premonitions, just call it from the other side
I got a feeling I won't see tomorrow, like the time I'm on is borrowed
With that I'm proud to say I was a father
Write my down and if I pass go play it for my daughter when she ready
So I'm leaving you this record for your only, don't you ever scratch it disrespect it
This perspective is a one, another lost Ville son
I dedicate these words to you and all the other
Affected by all the mass in this nation
That sent your pops to prison when he education
Sometimes I think this segregation would've us better
Although that means I would never be brought into this 'cos my daddy was so thrilled when he found him a white girl to take back to Jonesborough with
Little Zach and Cole World barely one old, now it's thirty years later making sure the story's told
your daddy was a real nigga, not 'cos he was cold
Not because he was the to get some pussy twelve years old
Not becuase he used to come through in the Caddy on vogues
Not 'cause he went bagging up them grams to serving Os
Now daddy was a real nigga, not 'cos he was hard
Not he lived a life of crime and sat behind some bars
Not he screamed fuck the law, although that was true
daddy was a real nigga 'cos he loved you"
For eyes only