Luyện nghe bài hát 4 Your Eyez Only [Explicit]

For eyes only
(for eyes)

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

For your eyes

Hey
Niggas be on the daily
It seems my dreams for far too long, the consequences deadly
Can't visualize myself as but a criminal
Control the block, serving up and stay subliminal
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 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 ain't out in the field that
I be low for the moment but I will bounce back
Despite the charges, back to the wall I regardless,
Screaming "fuck the law", my life is
That's you call it
Ain't got to be no psychic to see this is the farthest thing from heaven
This is hell and I don't that hyperbolic
I try to employment even if the swiper chargeless
But these felonies be making life the
the temptation to run up and swipe a wallet
Or run up on your yard, your daughter bike and pawn it
That's why I write sonnet
If the pressure get too much for me to take and I
Play this tape for my daughter and let her know my is on it
Let her my life is on it
(For eyes)
Let her my life is on
For your eyes

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 eyes do you 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 even sure if I in God
But because you 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 me, maybe you spite me
Life goes in cycles, maybe you'll date a nigga like me
I hope not, I'm tired of spots
And fiends that rocks
seen far too many niggas hopes rot
I'm writing this 'cause me and the devil had a
I see death round the corner, in advance
know if I ever had a chance
At a I'm a failure, addicted to pushing paraphernalia
But had dreams once, my eyes had a gleam once
Innocence disappeared by the age of eight
My shot up, drug related
addicted
So Granny raised me in projects where was hanging
was staining the concrete
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 years later was sentence
Round the same you came in this world
Me and your mama thinking, what the fuck we this girl?
I told her Nina, the prettiest that I could think of
For the prettiest thing my eyes had seen
I was nineteen, it took me two felonies to see the trap, this ass system set for me
And now it's too late for me to ever be the one that set examples that were set for me
I'm living fast, but not fast enough cause karma keeps up to me
And if my past becomes the death of me, I you understand

For eyes do you understand
For your do you understand me
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

In several I could've went out, too many to count
Was it the trigger crackers that the badges give clout
Was it the young nigga, blasting frustrated cause the cash out
Niggas don't how to act in a drought
See baby I realized, my definition of a real nigga was skewed
My misshaped by new mixtapes
confirmed the shit I learned from in the streets was true
That real niggas don't speak when they with you
They pull up on your street, let the heat have you
And if a real hungry he gon' eat your food
I was a fool, spent all my time ducking school, cops
Ducking rules, blocks that don't love you
I pray you find a nigga with goals and of views
Much 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 while hearing 'bout tragedy on news
I got the strangest your Daddy gonna lose his life soon
And sadly if you're listening now it must mean it's
But maybe a chance that it's not
And this album remains locked in a hard drive like valuable
And I can teach you this in like I'm teaching you to tie your own shoes
I love you and I hope to God I don't you
For eyes only

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

One day your daddy me, told me he had a funny feeling
What he'd dealing with lately, he wasn't telling
I tried to pick his brains, still he wasn't
But I could feel the of panic in his voice and it was chilling
He said "Jermaine, I knew since we was children I never asked for
When times was hard I never had with you begging you to help me
I with 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 your momma nigga, send my love
In case I never get a to speak again
I won't forget the weekends spent sleeping at your
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 into descriptions
But I've been premonitions, just call it visions from the other side
I got a feeling I won't see tomorrow, like the I'm living on is borrowed
that said I'm proud 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 scratch it it
This perspective is a real one, lost Ville son
I dedicate these to you and all the other children
Affected by all the mass in this nation
That sent your pops to prison when he needed
Sometimes I think this segregation 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 girl to take to Jonesborough with
Little Zach and World barely one years old, now it's thirty years later making sure the story's told
Girl your was a real nigga, not 'cos he was cold
Not because he was the first to get some pussy years old
Not becuase he used to come through in the on some vogues
Not 'cause he went from up them grams 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 nigga 'cos he loved you"
For your eyes