Luyện nghe bài hát 4 Your Eyez Only

For your only
(for eyes)

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

For eyes only

Hey
Niggas be dying on the
It my dreams faded for far too long, the consequences deadly
Can't myself as nothing but a criminal
Control the block, serving up rocks and subliminal
Cause young niggas is hard headed, they off
of adrenaline, ignorant to what death can cause
Ain't no coming back, family dressed in
Plus it's hot now, the cops 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 ain't out in the field like
I might be low for the but I will bounce back
the charges, back to the wall I fight regardless,
Screaming "fuck the law", my is lawless
That's what you it
Ain't got to be no psychic to see this is like the farthest from heaven
is hell and I don't mean that hyperbolic
I try to employment even if the swiper chargeless
But felonies be making life the hardest
the temptation to run up and swipe a wallet
Or run up on yard, snatch your daughter bike and pawn it
why I write this sonnet
If the pressure get too much for me to and I break
Play this 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 eyes do you understand me
For eyes do you understand
For your do you understand me
For your eyes do you
For your do you understand me
For eyes do you understand
For eyes do you understand me

You're probably grown now so song'll hit you
If you're hearing this it means unfortunately I'm no with you
In the physical, not sure if I believe in God
But because you still
He got me praying that the spiritual is
So I can be a part of you still, my pops was too
So I how part of you feels
Maybe you hate me, maybe you miss me, you spite me
Life goes in cycles, maybe you'll date a nigga just me
I hope not, I'm tired of dope
And fiends smoke 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 had a chance
At a I'm a failure, addicted to pushing paraphernalia
But Daddy had once, my eyes had a gleam once
Innocence by the age of eight years
My shot up, drug related
Mama
So Granny raised me in projects thugs was hanging
Blood was staining the
Older niggas I loved talked like they was maintaining a time sheet
That money, picked up the family business
By the age of thirteen, six later was handed sentence
Round the same time you in this world
Me and your mama thinking, what the fuck we naming girl?
I told her Nina, the prettiest name that I think of
For the prettiest thing my 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 set examples that were never set for me
I'm living fast, but not enough cause karma keeps catching up to me
And if my past becomes the death of me, I you understand

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

In several ways I could've out, too many to count
Was it the trigger happy 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 real nigga was
My views misshaped by new
That confirmed the shit I learned from in the streets was
That real niggas don't speak when beef with you
They pull up on your street, let the heat have you
And if a nigga hungry he gon' eat your food
I was a fool, spent all my time ducking school, ducking
Ducking rules, blocks that don't love you
I pray you find a nigga with and point of views
Much broader than the corner, if not it's corner you
a box, where your son don't even know his pops
And the cyclical nature of time continues
My fear is one day that 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 mean true
But maybe there's a chance it's not
And this album remains locked in a hard like valuable jewels
And I can teach you in person like I'm teaching you to tie your own shoes
I love you and I hope to God I lose you
For your only

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

One day your daddy me, told me he had a funny feeling
What he'd been dealing with lately, he telling
I tried to pick his brains, still he revealing
But I feel the sense of panic in his voice and it was chilling
He said "Jermaine, I since we was children I never asked for nothing
When was hard I never had discussions with you begging you to help me
I dealt with the repercussions of my
I know you tried to steer me away from shit
But that shit was in my blood, you know my
I know momma nigga, send my love
In I never get a chance to speak again
I won't forget the weekends spent sleeping at crib
That's the way I my family lived
But my granny crib was in the
I had to interject like, "Nigga what you 'bout? Fuck is you getting at?"
He said "Listen, I got no time to dive descriptions
But been having premonitions, just call it visions from the other side
I got a feeling I won't see tomorrow, like the time I'm on is borrowed
that said I'm proud to say I was a father
Write my story down and if I pass go play it for my daughter when she
So I'm leaving you this record for your eyes only, don't you ever scratch it it
This perspective is a real one, another Ville son
I dedicate these words to you and all the other
Affected by all the mass incarceration in nation
That your pops to prison when he needed education
I think this segregation would've done us better
Although that means I would never be brought into this world 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 years old, now 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 first to get some pussy twelve old
Not becuase he used to come through in the on some vogues
Not 'cause he went from bagging up them grams to Os
Now your was a real nigga, not 'cos he was hard
Not because he lived a life of crime and sat behind some
Not he screamed fuck the law, although that was true
Your daddy was a real nigga he loved you"
For eyes only