Luyện nghe bài hát Caught Their Eyes

for it
I'm for it

Ah

East Side
that feets high
Nigga that Lisa
Talkin' about that Lisa,
that we-sa, nigga
With East Side
dance, uh
Your eyes speak the when everything else lies
May pretend that we kin but the don't fly

Bruh, I survived readin' like you
I'm surprised y'all think you can disguise truths
I seen eyes as they're about to shoot
You can be a hairpin off and you can your Roots
I wave to these haters, give me dap
You know the can see just how phony you act, bruh
Y'all language is all remedial
How could you see the between you and I?
My crash course was tougher
'Round friends who kill they
Then hug friends' mothers
And show up at the funeral, complete with stares
Invisible ink, I had to read that wasn't there
may sneak down my cheek
But I could see a in my sleep

for it, deep breath, fill up the void
Eyes them up, check off the coins
Still stingin' from tears, try to see you
I'm ready for earth, for real
Solipsistic, admit it, I see you
So it seems, so you
I can't tell if you're image or are the flare
In my dreams, in my

I sat with Prince, eye to eye
He told me his wishes he died
Now, Londell McMillan, he must be color
They see green from them purple eyes
They hide, they eyes high
My eyes wide to all the lies
These niggas, they always been fishy
But ain't no Biggie, no eye, huh
This guy had 'Slave' on his
You think he wanted the with his masters?
You greedy bastards tickets to walk through his house
I'm surprised you ain't auction off the
Don't big bro me, "Big Homie"
I've seen pure become rivals
I've been to Paris at two times
seen the Eiffel, I've seen a eyeful

Ready for it, breath, fill up the void
Eyes open them up, check off the
Still stingin' tears, they try to see you
I'm for earth, ready for real
Solipsistic, it, I see you there
So it seems, so you
I can't tell if you're or are just the flare
In my dreams, in my

I've been out of for a couple years
I've been for this for real
I can touch what I see
'Cause I've ready for you, for real

Look, you've done enough. you no sense of decency, sir?
At last, have you left no sense of decency?

East nigga
that feets high
Nigga that Li-sa
Talkin' about that Li-sa,
that we-sa, nigga
With East Side
dance, uh
Your speak the truth with everything else, stars
They we can but the vibes don't fly