Luyện nghe bài hát 4 Your Eyez Only

For your only
(for eyes)

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

For your eyes

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 headed, they letting 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 me like I ain't the one who put them Jays on her feet
Like I ain't out in the like that
I be low for the moment but I will bounce back
the charges, back 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 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, snatch your daughter and pawn it
why I write this sonnet
If the pressure get too much for me to take and I
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 my life is on
For eyes only

For your eyes do you
For your do you understand me
For eyes do you understand
For your do you understand me
For your eyes do you
For eyes do you understand me
For your eyes do you
For your do you understand 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 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 me, maybe you spite me
Life 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 far too many niggas hopes rot
I'm writing 'cause me and the devil had a dance
I see round the corner, apologizing in advance
Don't if I ever had a chance
At a glance I'm a failure, addicted to paraphernalia
But Daddy had dreams once, my eyes had a once
Innocence disappeared by the age of eight
My Pops shot up, related
addicted
So Granny me in projects where thugs was hanging
Blood was the concrete
Older niggas I loved like they was above maintaining a time sheet
That slow money, picked up the business
By the age of thirteen, six years later was sentence
Round the same time you came in this
Me and your mama thinking, what the we naming this girl?
I told her Nina, the prettiest name that I think of
For the prettiest thing my eyes had ever
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 fast, but not fast enough cause karma keeps catching up to me
And if my past becomes the death of me, I hope you

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

In several ways I went out, too many to count
Was it the trigger happy crackers that the badges clout
Was it the nigga, blasting frustrated cause the cash running out
Niggas know how to act in a drought
See girl I realized, my definition of a real nigga was skewed
My misshaped by new mixtapes
That the shit I learned from in the streets was true
That niggas don't speak when they beef with you
They just pull up on street, let the heat have you
And if a real nigga hungry he eat your food
I was a fool, spent all my time ducking school, cops
Ducking rules, hugging blocks 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
Into a box, where son don't even know his pops
And the cyclical nature of doing continues
My worst fear is one day that you come home from and see your father face while hearing 'bout tragedy on news
I got the feeling your Daddy gonna lose his life soon
And if you're listening now it must mean it's true
But maybe there's a that it's 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 hope to God I don't you
For your only

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

One day your daddy called me, told me he had a feeling
What been dealing with lately, he wasn't telling
I tried to his brains, still he wasn't revealing
But I could feel the sense of panic in his and it was chilling
He said "Jermaine, I knew we was children I never asked for nothing
When times was hard I never had discussions with you you to help me
I with the repercussions of my actions
I know you tried to steer me away 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 crib
the way I wished my family lived
But my crib was in the 'jects
I had to interject like, "Nigga what you talking Fuck is you getting at?"
He said "Listen, I got no time to dive into
But I've been having premonitions, just call it visions from the other
I got a feeling I see tomorrow, like the time I'm living on is borrowed
With that said I'm proud to say I was a
Write my story down and if I pass go play it for my daughter she ready
So I'm leaving you this 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
by all the mass incarceration in this nation
That sent your to prison when he needed education
Sometimes I think this would've done us better
Although that means I would never be brought into this world 'cos my daddy was so thrilled he found him a white girl to take 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 your was a real nigga, not 'cos he was cold
Not because he was the first to get some pussy twelve old
Not he used to come through in the Caddy on some vogues
Not 'cause he from bagging up them grams to serving Os
Now your daddy was a real nigga, not 'cos he was
Not because he lived a life of and sat behind some bars
Not because he screamed fuck the law, that was true
Your daddy was a real nigga he loved you"
For your eyes