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
Niggas be on the daily
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 young niggas is hard headed, letting off
Full of adrenaline, ignorant to what death can
no coming back, family dressed 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 ain't out in the like that
I might be low for the moment but I bounce back
Despite the charges, back to the wall I regardless,
"fuck the law", my life 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 and I don't 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 a wallet
Or run up on your yard, snatch your bike and pawn it
That's why I write this
If the pressure get too for me to take and I break
Play tape for my daughter and let her know my life is on it
Let her know my is on it
(For eyes)
Let her my life is on
For your only

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

You're probably grown now so song'll hit you
If you're hearing this it means 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 of you still, my pops was killed too
So I how part of you feels
Maybe you hate me, maybe you miss me, you spite me
Life in cycles, maybe you'll date a nigga just like me
I not, I'm tired of dope spots
And fiends that rocks
I've seen far too niggas hopes rot
I'm writing 'cause me and the devil had a dance
I see death round the corner, in advance
know if I ever had a chance
At a glance I'm a failure, addicted to pushing
But Daddy had once, my eyes had a gleam once
Innocence disappeared by the age of years
My shot up, drug related
Mama
So Granny raised me in projects where thugs was
was staining the concrete
Older niggas I loved talked like was above maintaining a time sheet
That slow money, picked up the business
By the age of thirteen, six years later was sentence
the same time you came in this world
Me and your thinking, what the fuck we naming this girl?
I told her Nina, the prettiest name I could 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 be the one that set examples that were never set for me
I'm living fast, but not fast enough cause karma catching up to me
And if my past becomes the death of me, I hope you

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

In several ways I could've went out, too many to
Was it the trigger happy crackers that the badges give
Was it the young nigga, blasting frustrated cause the cash out
Niggas don't how to act in a drought
See baby girl I realized, my definition of a nigga was skewed
My misshaped by new mixtapes
That confirmed the shit I learned from in the was true
real niggas don't speak when they beef with you
They just pull up on your street, let the heat you
And if a nigga hungry he gon' eat your food
I was a fool, spent all my time ducking school, cops
Ducking rules, hugging blocks that love you
I pray you find a nigga with and point of views
broader than the corner, if not it's gon' corner you
Into a box, where son don't even know his pops
And the cyclical of doing time continues
My worst fear is one day that you come home school and see your father face while hearing 'bout tragedy on news
I got the strangest feeling your Daddy gonna his life soon
And sadly if you're listening now it must mean true
But maybe a chance that it's not
And this album remains locked in a hard drive like valuable
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 only

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

One day your called me, told me he had a funny feeling
What he'd been dealing with lately, he telling
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 "Jermaine, I knew since we was children I never asked for nothing
When times was hard I had discussions with you begging you to help me
I dealt 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 know your nigga, send my love
In I never get a chance to speak again
I won't the weekends spent sleeping at your crib
That's the way I wished my family
But my granny crib was in the
I had to interject like, "Nigga you talking '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 won't see tomorrow, like the time I'm on is borrowed
With that said I'm to say I was a father
Write my story down and if I pass go play it for my daughter she ready
So I'm leaving you this record for your eyes only, don't you ever it disrespect it
perspective is a real one, another lost Ville son
I dedicate these to you and all the other children
Affected by all the mass incarceration in this
That sent your pops to when he needed education
Sometimes I think this segregation done us better
Although that means I 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 Cole World barely one years old, now it's 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 come through in the on some vogues
Not 'cause he went from bagging up them to serving Os
Now your was a real nigga, not 'cos he was hard
Not because he lived a life of and sat behind some bars
Not he screamed fuck the law, although that was true
Your was a real nigga 'cos he loved you"
For eyes only