Luyện nghe bài hát 4 Your Eyez Only [Explicit]

For your only
(for eyes)

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

For eyes only

Hey
Niggas be on the daily
It seems my dreams 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 is hard headed, they letting off
Full of adrenaline, ignorant to what can cause
Ain't no coming back, family dressed in
Plus it's hot now, the cops outside it's hard to flip a
And my daughter 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 field like
I might be low for the moment but I will back
the charges, back to the wall I fight regardless,
Screaming "fuck the law", my life is
That's what you it
Ain't got to be no to see this is like the farthest thing from heaven
This is and I don't mean that hyperbolic
I try to find employment even if the chargeless
But felonies be making life the hardest
Resisting the to run up and swipe a wallet
Or run up on yard, snatch your daughter bike and pawn it
That's why I write sonnet
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 eyes only

For your do you understand
For your eyes do you me
For eyes do you understand
For your eyes do you me
For your do you understand
For your do you understand me
For your eyes do you
For eyes 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 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 how part of you feels
Maybe you me, maybe you miss me, maybe you spite me
Life in cycles, maybe you'll date a nigga just like me
I hope not, I'm tired of dope
And fiends smoke rocks
I've seen far too niggas hopes 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, addicted to paraphernalia
But had dreams once, my eyes had a gleam once
disappeared by the age of eight years
My shot up, drug related
addicted
So Granny raised me in projects where thugs was
Blood was the concrete
Older niggas I loved like they was above maintaining a time sheet
That slow money, picked up the family
By the age of thirteen, six years was handed sentence
Round the same time you came in this
Me and your mama thinking, what the fuck we naming girl?
I her Nina, the prettiest name that I could think of
For the prettiest thing my had ever seen
I was nineteen, it took me two felonies to see the trap, this 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 cause karma keeps catching up to me
And if my past becomes the death of me, I hope you

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

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

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

One day your called me, told me he had a funny feeling
What he'd been dealing lately, he wasn't telling
I tried to 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 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 me away from that shit
But shit was in my blood, you know my life
I know your nigga, send my love
In case I never get a chance to again
I won't forget the weekends spent sleeping at your
That's the way I wished my lived
But my granny crib was in the
I had to interject like, "Nigga what you talking 'bout? Fuck is you at?"
He "Listen, I got no time to dive into descriptions
But I've been having premonitions, just call it visions from the side
I got a feeling I see tomorrow, like 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 ever it disrespect it
This perspective is a real one, another lost son
I dedicate these words to you and all the other
Affected by all the mass incarceration in this
That sent your pops to prison when he education
Sometimes I think this segregation would've done us
Although that means I would never be brought into this world 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 thirty years later making sure the story's
Girl your daddy was a real nigga, not 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 from bagging up them to serving Os
Now your was a real nigga, not 'cos he was hard
Not because he lived a of crime and sat behind some bars
Not because he screamed fuck the law, although was true
Your daddy was a real nigga 'cos he you"
For your eyes