Luyện nghe bài hát 4 Your Eyez Only [Explicit]

For your only
(for eyes)

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

For eyes only

Hey
be dying on the daily
It seems my faded for far too long, the consequences deadly
Can't visualize myself as nothing but a
Control the block, serving up rocks and stay
Cause niggas is hard headed, they letting off
of adrenaline, ignorant to what death can cause
Ain't no coming back, family in black
Plus it's hot now, the cops outside it's hard to a pack
And my daughter gotta eat, her mama be stressing me 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
Despite the charges, back to the 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 thing from heaven
This is and I don't mean that hyperbolic
I try to find employment if the swiper chargeless
But these be making life the hardest
Resisting the temptation to run up and a wallet
Or run up on your yard, snatch daughter bike and pawn 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 know my is on it
Let her know my is on it
(For eyes)
Let her my life is on
For eyes only

For your eyes do you
For your do you understand me
For your 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 now so this song'll 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 alive
He got me praying the spiritual is real
So I can be a part of you still, my pops was too
So I know how part of you
Maybe you hate me, maybe you miss me, maybe you me
Life goes in cycles, maybe you'll date a nigga just me
I hope not, I'm of dope spots
And fiends smoke rocks
I've seen far too many niggas rot
I'm writing this me and the devil had a dance
I see death the corner, apologizing in advance
know if I ever had a chance
At a glance I'm a failure, to pushing paraphernalia
But had dreams once, my eyes had a gleam once
Innocence by the age of eight years
My Pops shot up, drug
Mama
So Granny raised me in projects where was hanging
Blood was staining the
Older niggas I loved talked like they was above maintaining a time
That money, picked up the family business
By the age of thirteen, six later was handed sentence
Round the same time you came in this
Me and your mama thinking, what the fuck we naming this
I told her Nina, the prettiest name that I 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 for me to ever 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 becomes the death of me, I hope you understand

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

In ways I could've went out, too many to count
Was it the trigger happy crackers the badges give clout
Was it the young nigga, blasting frustrated cause the running out
Niggas don't how to act in a drought
See girl I realized, my definition of a real nigga was skewed
My misshaped by new mixtapes
That confirmed the shit I learned in the streets was true
That real niggas speak when they beef with you
just pull up on your street, let the heat have you
And if a real nigga he gon' eat your food
I was a fool, spent all my time ducking school, ducking
rules, hugging blocks that don't love you
I pray you a nigga with goals and point of views
Much broader the corner, if not it's gon' corner you
Into a box, where your son don't even know his
And the cyclical nature of 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 lose his life soon
And sadly if you're listening now it must mean it's
But maybe there's a chance that not
And this album remains locked in a drive like valuable jewels
And I can teach you this in like I'm teaching you to tie your own shoes
I love you and I to God I don't lose you
For your eyes

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

One day your daddy called me, told me he had a feeling
What been dealing with lately, he wasn't telling
I tried to his brains, still he wasn't revealing
But I could feel the sense of panic in his voice and it was
He said "Jermaine, I knew since we was I never asked for nothing
When times was hard I never had discussions with you begging you to me
I dealt with the of my actions
I know you tried to steer me away from shit
But shit was in my blood, you know my life
I know momma nigga, send my love
In case I never get a to speak again
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 like, "Nigga what you talking 'bout? Fuck is you getting at?"
He said "Listen, I got no time to dive into
But I've been premonitions, just 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 I'm proud to say I was a father
Write my down and if I pass go play it for my daughter 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 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 segregation would've done us better
Although that means I would never be brought 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
Girl your daddy was a nigga, not 'cos he was cold
Not because he was the first to get some 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 daddy was a real nigga, not 'cos he was hard
Not because he lived a life of and sat behind some bars
Not because he screamed the law, although that was true
Your was a real nigga 'cos he loved you"
For your only