Lyrics:
words are backed up by my actions and my passions involved
(Heyyy)
And my clique gets low
From the six to the four
While my shit gets gold
And my third
alignment
Some people let the blind lead them and they never find it
Some niggas envy and they talk about you, Always plotting
I keep my third eye open for
i'll never let you go
And the only way I can let you know is
From the other side of the radio
You remember Third Eye Blind and
That Cracker Jack ring
survive
The sharp mind of God Cipher Devine
That's Intertwined With designs of Rhode Scholars aligned
Close encounters of the third kind my words blind
For
words are backed up by my actions and my passions involved
(Heyyy)
And my clique gets low
From the six to the four
While my shit gets gold
And my third
(sweetness)
Now I'm coming now
I'm coming for the real thing
Sweet as Halle Berry
Hotter than a cherry pie
Dose of serotonin
Hit me in the third eye
I'm
A dark cloud had obscured the town since 1828
From then, the men that round the twist met with a nasty fate
The women turned a blind eye from the men
[Bridge]
Why I’m always yelling at the microphone?
Why I’m still bitching bout my ex, man?
Why I act blind when my eyes are open?
Why I’m still lacking in
Save Your Love (from the Album""Destiny"" by Louise Van Aarsen)
I know your body tells you
But keep listening to your mind.
Ask yourself
Mastamind
Boy, ridin the streets blind, you lookin at I
I got the look in my eye that I could die
Never fear, fuck dyin I done been there
Like a spirit in
ain't no Mastamind
Boy, ridin the streets blind, you lookin at I
I got the look in my eye that I could die
Never fear, fuck dyin I done been there
Like
What's love, this is love right here
Been working my ass off
Droppin' three albums this year
I'm a perfectionist, I ain't dropping shit till it's
the white and Blackman was like Satan to me. Listen
I served time got acquitted realize my mind was a prison
Blind to this this system And I was heavily
don't ask this shit is about life
Deprive of sight talk about ma eyes well bitch ass imo leave you blind
Niggas Talkin too much till I pull make that
you my heart, no, you can't buy it
My third eye is not blind, you can't lie to it
I'ma just give you a river, hey you can cry it (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
all it took was a catalyst
Martin said it best, I live a life with no violence
So I speak up, no longer silent
I begin to see
My third eye is
The blind space of low clouds
The breeze that moves them
Over my forehead/third eye
The moon that hangs
Half and orange
your letter sits by my bed
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
trying, miss
Everybody does a bit of dirt
Then we lie in it
Like when you see makeup on
My shirt when you're ironing
I love it when you turn a blind
Eye
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