Luyện nghe bài hát 4 Your Eyez Only [Explicit]

For your eyes
(for eyes)

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

For your eyes

Hey
be dying on the daily
It my dreams faded for far too long, the consequences deadly
Can't visualize as nothing but a criminal
the block, serving up rocks and stay subliminal
Cause niggas is hard headed, they letting off
Full of adrenaline, to what death can cause
Ain't no back, family dressed in black
it's hot now, the cops outside it's hard to flip a pack
And my gotta eat, her mama 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 moment but I will back
Despite the charges, to the wall I fight regardless,
Screaming "fuck the law", my life is
That's what you 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 even if the swiper chargeless
But these felonies be making the hardest
Resisting the temptation to run up and a wallet
Or run up on your yard, snatch your daughter bike and it
That's why I write 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 your only

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

You're probably now so this song'll hit you
If you're 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 is real
So I can be a part of you still, my pops was too
So I know how of you feels
you hate me, maybe you miss me, maybe you spite me
Life goes in cycles, maybe you'll date a nigga like me
I hope not, I'm of dope spots
And fiends that smoke
I've seen far too many niggas rot
I'm writing this 'cause me and the had a dance
I see death round the corner, apologizing in
Don't know if I had a chance
At a I'm a failure, addicted to pushing paraphernalia
But had dreams once, my eyes had a gleam once
disappeared by the age of eight years
My Pops up, drug related
Mama
So Granny raised me in projects where was hanging
Blood was staining the
Older niggas I loved talked like was above maintaining a time sheet
That money, picked up the family business
By the age of thirteen, six years later was handed
Round the same time you came in world
Me and your mama thinking, what the fuck we 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 that set examples that never set for me
I'm living fast, but not enough cause karma keeps catching up to me
And if my becomes the death of me, I hope you understand

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

In several ways I could've went out, too many to
Was it the trigger happy crackers that the badges clout
Was it the young nigga, blasting frustrated the cash running out
Niggas don't know how to act in a
See baby girl I realized, my definition of a nigga was skewed
My views misshaped by new
confirmed the shit I learned from in the streets was true
That real niggas don't speak they beef with you
They just pull up on your street, let the have you
And if a real nigga hungry he eat your food
I was a fool, spent all my time ducking school, cops
Ducking rules, hugging that don't 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 your son don't even know his
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 'bout on news
I got the strangest feeling your Daddy gonna lose his life
And if you're listening now it must mean it's true
But maybe there's a chance that not
And album remains 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 lose you
For your eyes

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

One day your daddy called me, told me he had a feeling
What he'd been dealing lately, he wasn't telling
I tried to pick his brains, still he revealing
But I feel the sense of panic in his voice and it was chilling
He said "Jermaine, I knew since we was children I asked for nothing
When 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 from that shit
But that shit was in my blood, you know my
I know momma nigga, send my love
In I never get a chance to speak again
I forget the weekends spent sleeping at your crib
That's the way I wished my family
But my granny was in the 'jects
I had to interject like, "Nigga what you talking Fuck is you getting at?"
He "Listen, I got no time to dive into descriptions
But I've been having premonitions, just call it visions from the other
I got a feeling I won't see tomorrow, the time I'm living on is borrowed
With that said I'm proud to say I was a
Write my story and if I pass 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 is a real one, another lost Ville son
I these words to you and all the other children
Affected by all the incarceration in this nation
That sent your pops to prison when he 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 it's thirty years later making the story's told
your daddy was a real nigga, not 'cos 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 from bagging up them 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 he screamed fuck the law, although that was true
Your daddy was a real nigga 'cos he you"
For your eyes