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
Can't visualize as nothing but a criminal
Control the block, serving up and stay subliminal
Cause niggas is hard 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 hard to flip a pack
And my daughter gotta eat, her mama be stressing me like I ain't the one who put them Jays on her
Like I ain't out in the like that
I might be low for the moment but I will bounce
Despite the charges, to the wall I fight regardless,
"fuck the law", my life is lawless
That's what you it
Ain't got to be no to see this is like the farthest thing from heaven
This is hell and I don't mean hyperbolic
I try to find employment even if the swiper
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
That's why I write sonnet
If the pressure get too much for me to take and I
Play this tape for my daughter and let her my life is on it
Let her my life is on it
(For eyes)
Let her my life is on
For your only

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

You're grown now so this song'll hit you
If hearing this it means unfortunately I'm no longer 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 me, maybe you spite me
Life goes in cycles, maybe you'll date a nigga just me
I hope not, I'm of dope spots
And fiends that smoke
I've seen far too many hopes rot
I'm this 'cause me and the devil had a dance
I see death round the corner, in advance
Don't know if I had a chance
At a I'm a failure, addicted to pushing paraphernalia
But Daddy had dreams once, my eyes had a gleam
Innocence by the age of eight years
My Pops shot up, drug
addicted
So Granny raised me in where thugs was hanging
Blood was the concrete
Older niggas I loved talked like they was above maintaining a sheet
That slow money, picked up the family
By the age of thirteen, six years later was sentence
Round the time you came in this world
Me and your mama thinking, the fuck we naming this girl?
I told her Nina, the name that I could think of
For the thing my eyes had ever seen
I was nineteen, it took me two felonies to see the trap, this crooked ass set for me
And now it's too late for me to be the one that set examples that were never set for me
I'm living fast, but not fast enough cause karma keeps 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 your do you understand
For eyes do you understand me
For your do you understand
For your do you understand me
For your do you understand
For eyes do you understand me

In ways I could've went out, too many to count
Was it the trigger happy crackers that the badges give
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 of a real nigga was skewed
My views by new mixtapes
That confirmed the shit I learned from in the streets was
real niggas don't speak when they beef with you
They pull up on your street, let the heat have you
And if a real nigga hungry he gon' eat your
I was a fool, spent all my time school, ducking cops
Ducking rules, hugging that don't love you
I pray you find a nigga goals and point of views
Much than the corner, if not it's gon' corner you
Into a box, where your son don't even his pops
And the cyclical of doing time continues
My worst fear is one day that you come home from school and see your father face while hearing tragedy on news
I got the feeling your Daddy gonna lose his life soon
And sadly if you're listening now it mean it's true
But maybe there's a that it's not
And this album locked in a hard drive like valuable jewels
And I can teach you this in person like I'm teaching you to tie your own
I love you and I hope to God I don't you
For your only

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

One day your daddy called me, me he had a funny feeling
What he'd dealing with lately, he wasn't telling
I tried to pick his brains, still he 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
times was hard I never had discussions with you begging you to help me
I dealt the repercussions of my actions
I know you tried to steer me away from shit
But that shit was in my blood, you my life
I know momma nigga, send my love
In I never get a chance to speak again
I won't forget the weekends spent at your crib
That's the way I my family lived
But my crib 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 dive into
But I've been having premonitions, just 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
my story down and if I pass go play 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 real one, another Ville son
I dedicate these to you and all the other children
Affected by all the mass incarceration in this
sent your pops to prison when he needed education
Sometimes I think this segregation would've done us
Although that means I would never be 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 making sure the story's told
Girl your daddy was a real nigga, not he was cold
Not because he was the first to get some pussy twelve old
Not becuase he used to through 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 some bars
Not because he screamed fuck the law, although was true
Your daddy was a real nigga he loved you"
For your eyes