Luyện nghe bài hát 4 Your Eyez Only [Explicit]

For your eyes
(for eyes)

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

For your eyes

Hey
Niggas be dying on the
It seems my dreams faded for far too long, the deadly
Can't visualize myself as but a criminal
Control the block, serving up and stay subliminal
Cause young niggas is hard headed, letting off
of adrenaline, ignorant to what death can cause
Ain't no coming back, family in black
Plus it's hot now, the outside it's 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 out in the field like that
I might be low for the moment but I will bounce
Despite the charges, back to the wall I 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 thing from heaven
This is hell and I mean that hyperbolic
I try to find employment even if the chargeless
But these felonies be making life the
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 this sonnet
If the pressure get too much for me to and I break
this tape for my daughter and let her know my life is on it
Let her know my is on it
(For eyes)
Let her know my is on
For your only

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

You're probably grown now so song'll hit you
If you're hearing it means unfortunately I'm no longer with you
In the physical, not even if I believe in God
But you still alive
He got me praying the spiritual is real
So I can be a part of you still, my was killed too
So I how part 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 hope not, I'm tired of spots
And fiends that smoke
I've seen far too many niggas 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 glance I'm a failure, addicted to pushing
But Daddy had dreams once, my had a gleam once
Innocence disappeared by the age of eight
My Pops up, drug related
Mama
So Granny raised me in projects thugs was hanging
Blood was staining the
Older niggas I loved like they was above maintaining a time sheet
slow money, picked up the family business
By the age of thirteen, six years later was sentence
the same time you came in this world
Me and your mama thinking, the fuck we naming this girl?
I her Nina, the prettiest name that I could think of
For the prettiest thing my eyes had ever
I was nineteen, it took me two to see the trap, this 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 fast enough cause karma keeps up to me
And if my becomes the death of me, I hope you understand

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

In several I could've went out, too many to count
Was it the happy crackers that the badges give clout
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 definition of a real was skewed
My misshaped by new mixtapes
That confirmed the shit I learned from in the streets was
That niggas don't speak when they beef with you
They just pull up on your street, let the 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, blocks that don't love you
I pray you a nigga 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 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 strangest feeling your Daddy gonna lose his life
And sadly if listening now it must mean it's true
But there's a chance that it's not
And this album remains locked in a hard drive like valuable
And I can teach you this in person like I'm teaching you to tie own shoes
I love you and I hope to God I don't you
For eyes only

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

One day your called me, told me he had a funny feeling
he'd been dealing with lately, he wasn't telling
I to pick his brains, still he wasn't revealing
But I could the sense of panic in his voice and it was chilling
He said "Jermaine, I knew since we was I never asked for nothing
When times was 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 was in my blood, you know my life
I know your momma nigga, send my
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 crib was in the
I had to interject like, "Nigga what you 'bout? Fuck is you getting at?"
He said "Listen, I got no time to dive 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 living on is
With that said I'm to say I was a father
Write my story down and if I pass go play it for my when she ready
So I'm leaving you this record for eyes only, don't you ever scratch it disrespect it
perspective is a real one, another lost Ville son
I dedicate these words to you and all the other
Affected by all the incarceration in this nation
That sent your to prison when he needed 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 he found him a white girl to take back to Jonesborough with
Little Zach and Cole World barely one years old, now thirty years later making sure the story's told
Girl daddy was a real nigga, not 'cos he was cold
Not because he was the first to get pussy twelve years old
Not he used to come 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 crime and sat behind bars
Not because he fuck the law, although that was true
Your daddy was a real 'cos he loved you"
For your only