Luyện nghe bài hát 4 Your Eyez Only [Explicit]

For your eyes
(for eyes)

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

For eyes only

Hey
be dying on the daily
It my dreams faded for far too long, the consequences deadly
Can't visualize myself as but a criminal
Control the block, serving up rocks and stay
young niggas is hard headed, they letting off
Full of adrenaline, ignorant to what 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 gotta eat, her mama 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
the charges, back to the wall I fight regardless,
Screaming "fuck the law", my is lawless
That's what you it
Ain't got to be no to see this is like the farthest thing from heaven
This is hell and I don't mean hyperbolic
I try to find employment 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 bike and pawn it
That's why I write sonnet
If the get too much for me to take and I break
Play this tape for my and let her know 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 eyes do you understand
For your do you understand me
For your do you understand
For your eyes do you me
For eyes do you understand
For eyes do you understand me

You're probably grown now so song'll hit you
If you're this it means unfortunately I'm no longer with you
In the physical, not even sure if I in God
But because you still
He got me that the spiritual is real
So I can be a part of you still, my pops was too
So I how part of you feels
Maybe you hate me, maybe you miss me, you spite me
Life goes in cycles, maybe you'll date a nigga just me
I hope not, I'm tired of dope
And fiends that rocks
I've seen far too niggas hopes rot
I'm writing this 'cause me and the devil had a
I see death round the corner, apologizing in
Don't know if I had a chance
At a glance I'm a failure, addicted to paraphernalia
But had dreams once, my eyes had a gleam once
Innocence disappeared by the age of years
My Pops shot up, related
Mama
So Granny raised me in projects where thugs was
was staining the concrete
Older niggas I loved talked like they was maintaining a time sheet
That slow money, picked up the family
By the age of thirteen, six years later was sentence
Round the same time you came in this
Me and your thinking, what the fuck we naming this 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 enough cause karma keeps catching up to me
And if my past becomes the of me, I hope you understand

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

In several ways I could've 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
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 in the streets was true
That niggas don't speak when they beef with you
They just pull up on your street, let the heat you
And if a real nigga hungry he gon' eat food
I was a fool, spent all my time ducking school, cops
Ducking rules, blocks that don't love you
I you find a nigga with goals and point of views
Much broader the corner, if not it's gon' corner you
Into a box, where son don't even know his pops
And the cyclical nature of doing time
My worst fear is one day that you come home from school and see father face while hearing 'bout tragedy on news
I got the strangest feeling your Daddy gonna lose his soon
And sadly if you're listening now it must it's true
But maybe there's a chance it's not
And this album remains locked in a hard drive like jewels
And I can teach you this in person I'm teaching you to tie your own shoes
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 funny
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 panic in his and it was chilling
He said "Jermaine, I since we was children I never asked for nothing
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 my life
I know your nigga, send my love
In case I never get a chance to speak
I won't forget the weekends spent sleeping at crib
the way I wished my family lived
But my crib was in the 'jects
I had to interject like, "Nigga what you 'bout? Fuck is you getting at?"
He "Listen, I got no time to dive into descriptions
But I've having premonitions, just call it visions from the other side
I got a feeling I won't see tomorrow, the time I'm living 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 when she
So I'm leaving you this record for your eyes only, don't you scratch it disrespect it
This perspective is a real one, another Ville son
I dedicate these to you and all the other children
by all the mass incarceration in this nation
That sent your pops to prison he needed education
I think this segregation would've done us better
Although that means I would never be brought into this world 'cos my was so thrilled when he found him a white girl to take back to Jonesborough with
Little Zach and Cole barely one years old, now it's thirty years later making sure the story's told
Girl your daddy was a real nigga, not 'cos he was
Not because he was the first to get some pussy years old
Not becuase he used to come through in the Caddy on vogues
Not 'cause he from bagging up them grams to serving Os
Now your daddy was a real nigga, not 'cos he was
Not he lived a life of crime and sat behind some bars
Not because he screamed fuck the law, that was true
daddy was a real nigga 'cos he loved you"
For your eyes