Luyện nghe bài hát 4 Your Eyez Only

For your eyes
(for eyes)

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

For your eyes

Hey
be dying on the daily
It seems my dreams faded for far too long, the consequences
visualize myself as nothing but a criminal
Control the block, serving up rocks and subliminal
Cause young is hard headed, they letting off
Full of adrenaline, ignorant to death can cause
Ain't no coming back, family dressed in
Plus it's hot now, the outside it's hard to flip a pack
And my daughter gotta eat, her mama be stressing me I ain't the one who put them Jays on her feet
Like I out in the field like that
I might be low for the moment but I bounce back
Despite the charges, to the wall I fight regardless,
"fuck the law", my life is lawless
That's you call it
got to be no psychic to see this is like the farthest thing from heaven
This is hell and I mean 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, your daughter bike and pawn it
That's why I write sonnet
If the get too much for me to take and I break
Play tape for my daughter and let her know my life is on it
Let her my life is on it
(For eyes)
Let her know my is on
For eyes only

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

You're probably grown now so this hit you
If hearing this it means unfortunately I'm no longer with you
In the physical, not even if I believe in God
But because you still
He got me that the spiritual is real
So I can be a part of you still, my was killed too
So I know how of you feels
Maybe you me, maybe you miss me, maybe you spite me
goes in cycles, maybe you'll date a nigga just like me
I not, I'm tired of dope spots
And fiends that rocks
I've seen far too many niggas rot
I'm writing this me and the devil had a dance
I see death round the corner, apologizing in
Don't know if I ever had a
At a glance I'm a failure, to pushing paraphernalia
But Daddy had once, my eyes had a gleam once
Innocence by the age of eight years
My Pops up, drug related
addicted
So Granny raised me in projects where thugs was
Blood was staining the
Older niggas I loved talked like they was maintaining a time sheet
slow money, picked up the family business
By the age of thirteen, six years later was handed
Round the same you came in this world
Me and mama thinking, what the fuck we naming this girl?
I told her Nina, the prettiest name that I could of
For the thing 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 were never set for me
I'm living fast, but not fast enough cause karma 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 eyes do you understand
For your eyes do you me
For your do you understand
For eyes do you understand me
For your eyes do you
For eyes do you understand me

In several ways I could've went out, too to count
Was it the happy 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 learned in the streets was true
That real niggas don't speak they beef with you
just pull up on your street, let the heat have you
And if a real nigga hungry he eat your food
I was a fool, spent all my ducking school, ducking cops
rules, hugging blocks that don't love you
I pray you find a nigga with goals and point of
Much broader than the corner, if not it's gon' you
Into a box, where your son don't even know his
And the cyclical nature of doing continues
My worst fear is one day you come home from school and see your father face while hearing 'bout tragedy on news
I got the strangest feeling Daddy 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 locked in a drive like valuable jewels
And I can teach you this in like I'm teaching you to tie your own shoes
I love you and I to God I don't lose you
For your eyes

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

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