Lyrics:
Ray Bans on that sky is blue
Cannonball into the pool
Drink in hand goin' act a fool like sha la la
Boombox playin' that third eye blind
Wife is
Repping A-dub in the corner with gats
And Im in a fast car, with a crash bar
Built in the dash part sorta like Nascar
Outlast yall because I treat the
Track
And alternative flows your third eye blind
Going in front like you ain't heard I rhyme
I'm violent by design, rhymes are x rated
Clip's extra long continue to just
The phone rang, it was a call from Larry. "Hello, cock. Cock, it's time for
The third single". If this is a flop, if the third single doesn't make
Don't tell me all those lies, yeah
You can't looks me in eye, eye
Don't tell me all those lies, yeah
I see right through it
Through it
Through it
You
We All Make Mistakes
We R All In The Eternal Memory
Transpired by higher
I desire to rise into the sky
Third to the most high speak with utmost
broadcast
I can take a peek at the future using my third eye
Like I got four sides
I watch, I pray, I hope I find the light during these dark times
The devil
mine, you bat your eyes and rob me blind
Of all my sweet time
Dropped and cracked, I landed flat, kicked and laughed, I've seen the wrath
Walked on by
on down the line of the mindless
Cruising through life third eye trick
Groovin move time that's some mime shit
Said he who rhymes is timeless
Feel me once
clout
No I can't spit or shout
My rhythm's all out of time
I'm not having a good time
I'll use that rhyme a third time
I'll milk it more like four times
a different story
On my road to glory
I came from Little Brother
Grew up on 9th wonder
Ugh
Yeah my third eye woke
Something different bout you
Since the last
of something else that imma create
Imma tour the country and I'm leavin the state
And I'll reunite with Kynado, hooray
Just opened up with the third eye
He's a blind man, crouching by the pavement
only seeing with his third eye
and clutching at the astral shadow
of every passer-by
He's a wise
live life fast and die slow
But you've been walkin in darkness
Def dumb blind and heartless
Mislead by these so called artist
Fascinated by the way they
lips so chapped
Bite my shit, I'm like Kojack to get my flow back
in fo' flat, I track you down like a low jack
Spy 'ersus spy, eye for an I can
be blind to what my third eye can see
See past these frequencies
Sip hennessy
I fuck with this beat
Verses shots like ak
Jean-k 47
Quantum levitation
that you’re dead inside
And it really is a curse to have sight (Have sight)
I wish my third eye was blind
To the wreckage left behind
By the money men
I felt affected by the snakebite my third eye, open so wide before blind, shit looking back
You probably sober as I, I can't cry, and I'm a Leo baby
defends the sin
Draws you in where lies begin
I can't begin to describe
The high that blinds
My third eye
Lock me in the deep again
I cry in doubt
What I
looking to the sky like a bird ass bitch
Third eye blind to the bands we could get
Patch my heart im sour and shit
Aint no pussy that i cant hit
I'm mad you
by accident
I had a purpose and that purpose was to beat a beat purplish
Slaughter tracks, I done put my two dimes and a nickel in this shit
I'm
behind
Is because the system is designed to keep our third eyes blind
But not blind in the sense that our other two eyes can't see
You just end
is hard to come by
Yeah
Got these haters tougue tied
Now they ask why
No need to justify or testify
Already looking through my Third eye
Yeah I'm Fly
Inspiration, while certainly a state that can be practiced and multiplied, is by definition
Not a constant resource
Exterior influences are probably
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