For your eyes (for eyes)
For your eyes only, for your eyes (for eyes)
For your only
Hey be dying on the daily It seems my faded for far too long, the consequences deadly Can't visualize as nothing but a criminal Control the block, serving up rocks and stay Cause young niggas is hard headed, they off Full of adrenaline, to what death can cause Ain't no coming back, family dressed in Plus it's hot now, the cops outside it's to flip a pack And my daughter gotta eat, her mama be stressing me like I the one who put them Jays on her feet Like I ain't out in the field that I might be low for the moment but I will 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 find employment if the swiper chargeless But these felonies be making life the Resisting the temptation to run up and a wallet Or run up on your yard, snatch daughter bike and pawn it why I write this sonnet If the pressure get too for me to take and I break Play this tape for my daughter and let her my life is on it Let her know my is on it (For eyes) Let her my life is on For eyes only
For eyes do you understand For your do you understand me For your eyes do you For your do you understand me For your eyes do you 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 this it means 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 is real So I can be a part of you still, my pops was too So I know how part of you you hate me, maybe you miss me, maybe you spite me Life goes in cycles, you'll date a nigga just like me I not, I'm tired of dope spots And fiends that smoke I've seen far too many niggas rot I'm writing this 'cause me and the devil had a I see death the corner, apologizing in advance Don't know if I ever had a At a glance I'm a failure, addicted to paraphernalia But Daddy had dreams once, my eyes had a once disappeared by the age of eight years My Pops shot up, drug Mama So raised me in projects where thugs was hanging Blood was staining the 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 later was handed sentence the same time you came in this world Me and your mama thinking, what the we naming this girl? I her Nina, the prettiest 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, 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 enough cause keeps catching up to me And if my past becomes the death of me, I hope you
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 your do you understand me For your eyes do you For your eyes do you me
In several ways I went out, too many to count Was it the happy crackers that the badges give clout Was it the young nigga, blasting cause the cash running out don't know how to act in a drought See baby girl I realized, my definition of a real was skewed My views misshaped by new confirmed the shit I learned from in the streets was true That real niggas don't speak when they beef you They just pull up on your street, let the have you And if a real hungry he gon' eat your 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 with goals and point of views 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 time continues My worst fear is one day that you come home from school and see your father face while hearing 'bout tragedy on I got the strangest feeling your Daddy gonna his life soon And sadly if you're now it must mean it's true But maybe a chance that it's not And this remains locked in a hard drive like valuable jewels And I can you this in person like I'm teaching you to tie your own shoes I love you and I hope to God I don't you For your eyes
For your For your only For your For your eyes For your eyes do you
One day your daddy called me, told me he had a feeling What he'd dealing with lately, he wasn't telling I tried to pick his brains, he wasn't revealing But I could feel the sense of in his voice and it was chilling He said "Jermaine, I knew since we was children I never asked for When times was hard I never had 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 know my I know your nigga, send my love In case I never get a to speak again I won't forget the weekends sleeping at your crib the way I wished my family lived But my granny was in the 'jects I had to interject like, "Nigga you talking 'bout? Fuck is you getting at?" He said "Listen, I got no time to dive descriptions But I've been premonitions, just call it visions from the other side I got a feeling I see tomorrow, like the time I'm living on is borrowed that said I'm proud to say I was a father Write my story down and if I go play it for my daughter when she ready So I'm leaving you this record for your eyes only, don't you scratch it disrespect it This perspective is a one, another lost Ville son I these words to you and all the other children Affected by all the mass incarceration in nation That your pops to prison when he needed education Sometimes I think this segregation 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 it's thirty later making sure the story's told Girl your daddy was a real nigga, not 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 fuck the law, although that was true Your daddy was a real nigga 'cos he you" For your only