Lyrics:
deep?) All up in that shit
I'll fuck a pussy dry 'cause I don't know how to quit
I'm 19 (say what?) so I'm a young ass man
My eyes are brown and my
daughter, just to let her breathe
And I'd definitely die for Jesus, 'cause he died for me
Give my eyes to Stevie Wonder, just to see what he's seen
But then
One" like Jet Li
Test me Steele will leave you resting
[Top Dog]
I can't take this
Blood boiling pressure rising
Open my eye's an we narrowed down to 7
By all means we gon flip, but the game it aint over
Still trap like the 80s, them glicks in the sofa
Im smoking on Runtz, Got my eyes like a stoner
the ghetto
Keepin it retro-spective from the get go
Lay low, let my mind shine like a halo
P-P-Politic with ghetto senators on the d-low
[Chorus]
[Ol'
And that look like 12 on the passenger side
I'm always doing the dash when I drive
My eyes on her ass now her ass on my eyes
She ain't from the south but she
ya just how we do
But you refuse to open up and let this incense through
So confused that you would rather be lost than found
I let the Ghost rattle my
I just hope I die bloody
With my eyes wide open so I know the sky's sunny
Can't control my pride, known to strike like cobra bites from it
Life
When our eyes met, my heart prepped to go pump a hundred reps
Now that's off my chest. You can bet I sweat try to work out bars but I'm hard pressed
to live in the ghetto
Keeping it retrospective from the get go
Lay low, let my mind shine like a halo
P-P-Politic with ghetto senators on the D-low
and rise
Open those eyes
All my homies getting buzzed
Blazed with ladies at the club
Getting crazy having fun
But don't play acting real dumb
Maybe that
style
static never had any so I'm packin a black
automatic pistol itchy by the C.I.A.
By the way, my display of rhymes that I will lay
down on wax,
on Earth as it is in Heaven
But Jesus stay reppin'
And we got beasts up in my section
I was raised by some thugs, got rich off the D
Eighty grams took
Keep it On Me
These Niggaz Phony
I rather thug by my Lonely
I keep whipping til its Frozen
Jus got a Brick
Told my bitch Buss it Open
Smoking on Pressure
to the words I wrote
Open your eyes, you heard I spoke
Clean up inside man that's my hope
Clean up your mind, copy, Inzwa
Ah, hesitation will hide your
-t, soopafly and crooked eye
Until then
I hope god don't pass me by
Every day i work harder to try
Never to fall
But i often rise!
Every day before i open my
down so long the day I leave I know it's goin up
And I ain't find the time to right my wrongs
So I can't open up
Like load it up
Tryna tell us how they
all on me, feel the weight of the eyes
New year '96, not my fault I died
Phil Schneider's maker was around his neck, tied
If underground, they had
snakebite, fake type
Letting money entice them
Double P, don't pretend they're my bres
Therapist won't deal with envious ways
Till the end of my days
All you
Welcome to the ghetto
Livin' day by day in my hood on the spot
See the same old things:same dope fiends cops
Just an average day in the streets
up in drama
That's not how you gon move past the trauma
Gotta get to that money
What you saying hoe I'm just staying low
Third eye open yeah I'm
and can't seem, to put it down
Black leaders gettin struck down at they peak
Open your eyes that an unliberated life is weak
And throw em up if you a soldier,
both eyes open
Heartbroken
We left mama eyes soakin'
They got my man on camera
Caught him wide open
He caught a body for the gang
Now both sides hurtin'
to the County with no motherfuckin' bail
4800 with this Crippin', oh well
My big homie Boy Blue snatched me by my coattail
He said trip Dogg, ya better get
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