Luyện nghe bài hát 4 Your Eyez Only [Explicit]

For eyes only
(for eyes)

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

For your only

Hey
be dying on the daily
It seems my dreams 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 hard headed, letting off
Full of adrenaline, ignorant to death can cause
Ain't no coming back, family in black
Plus hot now, the cops outside it's hard 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 ain't out in the field 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 farthest from heaven
This is hell and I don't that hyperbolic
I try to find employment even if the chargeless
But these felonies be making life the
the temptation to run up and swipe a wallet
Or run up on your yard, your daughter bike and pawn it
That's why I write this
If the get too much for me to take and I break
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 eyes only

For your eyes do you
For your eyes do you me
For your eyes do you
For your eyes do you me
For your eyes do you
For your eyes do you me
For eyes 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 because you still
He got me praying the spiritual is real
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, you spite me
Life goes in cycles, maybe date a nigga just like me
I not, I'm tired of dope spots
And fiends that smoke
I've seen far too niggas hopes 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 had a chance
At a I'm a failure, addicted to pushing paraphernalia
But Daddy had once, my eyes had a gleam once
disappeared by the age of eight years
My Pops shot up, related
Mama
So Granny raised me in projects where was hanging
was staining the concrete
Older niggas I loved talked like they was above a time sheet
That slow money, up the family business
By the age of thirteen, six years was handed sentence
Round the same time you in this world
Me and your mama thinking, what the fuck we naming girl?
I told her Nina, the prettiest that I could think of
For the prettiest 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 ever be the one that set 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 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 your do you understand me
For your do you understand
For your do you understand me

In several ways I could've out, too many to count
Was it the trigger crackers that the badges give clout
Was it the young nigga, blasting frustrated cause the cash out
Niggas know 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 shit I from in the streets was true
That real don't speak when they beef with you
They just 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 ducking school, ducking cops
Ducking rules, hugging blocks don't love you
I you find a nigga with goals and point of views
Much broader than the corner, if not gon' corner you
Into a box, your son don't even know his pops
And the nature of doing time continues
My worst fear is one day you come home from school and see your father face while hearing 'bout tragedy on news
I got the strangest feeling your Daddy lose his life soon
And sadly if you're now it must mean it's true
But maybe there's a that it's not
And this album remains 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 only
For your
For your eyes
For eyes do you understand

One day your daddy called me, told me he had a funny
What he'd been dealing with lately, he telling
I tried to pick his brains, still he wasn't
But I could feel the sense of panic in his and it was chilling
He said "Jermaine, I knew since we was children I asked for nothing
When times was hard I had discussions with you begging you to help me
I dealt with the of my actions
I you tried to steer me away from that shit
But that was in my blood, you know my life
I know your nigga, send my love
In case I never get a chance to again
I won't forget the weekends spent sleeping at crib
That's the way I my family lived
But my granny crib was in the
I had to interject like, "Nigga what you 'bout? Fuck is you getting at?"
He said "Listen, I got no to dive into descriptions
But I've been having premonitions, call it visions from the other side
I got a feeling I see tomorrow, like the time I'm living on is borrowed
With said I'm proud to say I was a father
Write my story and if I pass go play it for my daughter when she ready
So I'm leaving you this for your eyes only, don't you ever scratch it disrespect it
This perspective is a real one, another Ville son
I dedicate these words to you and all the children
Affected by all the mass incarceration in this
That sent your to prison when he needed education
Sometimes I think this segregation would've done us
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 World barely one years old, now it's thirty years later making sure the story's told
your daddy was a real nigga, not 'cos he was cold
Not because he was the to get some pussy twelve years old
Not becuase he used to through in the Caddy on some vogues
Not 'cause he went bagging up them grams to serving Os
Now your daddy was a nigga, not 'cos he was hard
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 'cos he loved you"
For your eyes