Luyện nghe bài hát 4 Your Eyez Only

For eyes only
(for eyes)

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

For eyes only

Hey
Niggas be dying on the
It my dreams faded for far too long, the consequences deadly
visualize myself as nothing but a criminal
Control the block, serving up rocks and subliminal
Cause young niggas is headed, they letting off
Full of adrenaline, ignorant to what 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 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 but I will bounce back
the charges, back to the wall I fight regardless,
Screaming "fuck the law", my is lawless
That's you call it
Ain't got to be no psychic to see this is like the thing from heaven
is hell and I don't mean that hyperbolic
I try to find employment even if the swiper
But these felonies be making life the
the temptation to run up and swipe a wallet
Or run up on your yard, snatch daughter bike and pawn it
That's why I write this
If the pressure get too for me to take and I break
this 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 your only

For your eyes do you
For your eyes do you me
For your do you understand
For your eyes do you me
For eyes do you understand
For eyes do you understand me
For eyes do you understand
For your 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 longer 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 hate me, maybe you me, maybe you spite me
Life goes in cycles, maybe you'll a nigga just like me
I hope not, I'm tired of dope
And that smoke rocks
I've seen far too many hopes rot
I'm writing 'cause me and the devil had a dance
I see round the corner, apologizing in advance
Don't know if I had a chance
At a glance I'm a failure, addicted to pushing
But had dreams once, my eyes 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
was staining the concrete
Older niggas I loved talked they was above maintaining a time sheet
That slow money, picked up the business
By the age of thirteen, six later was handed sentence
Round the same time you came in this
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 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 set examples that were never set for me
I'm living fast, but not fast cause karma keeps catching up to me
And if my becomes the death of me, I hope you understand

For your do you understand
For your 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 eyes do you understand
For your 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, frustrated cause the cash running out
Niggas don't how to act in a drought
See baby girl I realized, my definition of a real nigga was
My views by new mixtapes
That confirmed the I learned from in the streets was true
That real niggas don't speak when they with you
They just pull up on your street, let the heat you
And if a real nigga hungry he gon' eat food
I was a fool, spent all my ducking school, ducking cops
Ducking rules, hugging that don't love you
I pray you find a nigga with goals and point of
Much broader than the corner, if not gon' corner you
Into a box, where your son don't even his pops
And the cyclical nature of doing time
My worst fear is one day that you home from school and see your father face while hearing 'bout tragedy on news
I got the strangest your Daddy gonna lose his life soon
And sadly if you're listening now it mean it's true
But maybe there's a chance it's not
And this album remains locked in a hard drive like valuable
And I can teach you in person like I'm teaching you to tie your own shoes
I you and I hope to God I don't lose you
For eyes only

For your
For your eyes
For eyes
For your only
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 pick his brains, he wasn't revealing
But I could feel the sense of panic in his and it was chilling
He said "Jermaine, I knew since we was children I never for nothing
When times was hard I never had with you begging you to help me
I dealt with the 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 to speak again
I won't forget the weekends sleeping at your crib
That's the way I my family lived
But my granny crib was in the
I had to interject like, "Nigga what you talking 'bout? is you getting at?"
He said "Listen, I got no time to dive into
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 living on is
With that said I'm proud to say I was a
Write my story down and if I pass go play it for my 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 real one, another lost son
I these words to you and all the other children
Affected by all the mass incarceration in this
That sent your pops to prison he needed education
Sometimes I think segregation would've done us better
Although that means I would never be brought into this world 'cos my daddy was so thrilled when he found him a white 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
Girl your daddy was a real nigga, not 'cos he was
Not because he was the first to get some pussy twelve 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 your was a real nigga, not 'cos he was hard
Not he lived a life of crime and sat behind some bars
Not because he fuck the law, although that was true
Your daddy was a real 'cos he loved you"
For your eyes