Luyện nghe bài hát 4 Your Eyez Only

For eyes only
(for eyes)

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

For your only

Hey
Niggas be on the daily
It seems my dreams faded for far too long, the deadly
visualize myself as nothing but a criminal
Control the block, up rocks and stay subliminal
Cause young niggas is hard headed, letting off
Full of adrenaline, ignorant to death can cause
Ain't no back, family dressed in black
Plus it's hot now, the cops outside it's to flip a pack
And my daughter gotta eat, her be stressing me like 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,
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 from
This is hell and I don't mean hyperbolic
I try to employment even if the swiper chargeless
But these felonies be life the hardest
Resisting the to run up and swipe a wallet
Or run up on yard, snatch your daughter bike and pawn it
That's why I write this
If the pressure get too much for me to and I break
Play this tape for my and let her know my life is on it
Let her my life is on it
(For eyes)
Let her my life is on
For your eyes

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

You're probably grown now so this hit you
If you're hearing it means unfortunately I'm no longer with you
In the physical, not even sure if I in God
But you still 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 of you feels
Maybe you hate me, maybe you miss me, maybe you me
goes in cycles, maybe you'll date a nigga just like me
I hope not, I'm tired of dope
And fiends smoke rocks
I've seen far too niggas hopes rot
I'm writing this 'cause me and the devil had a
I see death round the corner, in advance
Don't if I ever had a chance
At a glance I'm a failure, to pushing paraphernalia
But Daddy had dreams once, my had a gleam once
disappeared by the age of eight years
My Pops up, drug related
addicted
So Granny raised me in projects where thugs was
Blood was the concrete
Older niggas I loved talked they was above maintaining a time sheet
slow money, picked up the family business
By the age of thirteen, six years was handed sentence
Round the same you came in this world
Me and your mama thinking, the fuck we naming this girl?
I her Nina, the prettiest name that I could think of
For the prettiest thing my had ever seen
I was nineteen, it me two felonies to see the trap, this crooked ass system set for me
And now it's too for me to ever be the one that set examples that were 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 eyes do you understand
For eyes 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
For eyes do you understand
For eyes do you understand me

In several ways I could've went out, too many to
Was it the trigger happy crackers that the give clout
Was it the young nigga, blasting frustrated cause the running out
Niggas don't know how to act in a
See baby girl I realized, my definition of a real was skewed
My views by new mixtapes
That confirmed the I learned from in the streets was true
That real don't speak when they beef with you
They just pull up on your street, let the heat you
And if a real hungry he gon' eat your food
I was a fool, spent all my time ducking school, cops
rules, hugging blocks that don't love you
I pray you find a nigga with 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 of doing time continues
My worst fear is one day that you come home school and see your father face while hearing 'bout tragedy on news
I got the feeling your Daddy gonna lose his life soon
And sadly if you're listening now it must mean it's
But maybe there's a that it's not
And this album remains locked in a hard drive like jewels
And I can teach you 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 eyes

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

One day your daddy called me, told me he had a feeling
What been dealing with lately, he wasn't telling
I tried to pick his brains, 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 for nothing
times 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 was in my blood, you know my life
I know your momma nigga, my love
In case I never get a chance to speak
I won't forget the weekends spent at your crib
That's the way I wished my lived
But my granny was in the 'jects
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 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
With that I'm proud to say I was a father
Write my story down and if I pass go it for my daughter when she ready
So I'm leaving you record for your eyes 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 incarceration in nation
That sent your pops to prison he needed education
Sometimes I think this segregation would've us better
that means I would never be brought into this world '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 years old, now it's thirty years later making sure the story's
your daddy was a real nigga, not 'cos he was cold
Not he was the first to get some pussy twelve years old
Not becuase he used to come in the Caddy on some vogues
Not 'cause he went from bagging up grams to serving 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 because he screamed fuck the law, that was true
Your was a real nigga 'cos he loved you"
For your eyes