Lyrics:
open your eyes
Baby girl from Illadel hear to enhance your lives
Doubted my skills, bet you mad now, shoulda snatched me up
I'm in L.A. now with Dre
hear from
It's the funky man, the brother with the same sound
I've been coolin about a year and some change now
So hand over the microphone cause it's my
by witless unmasked thugs
We're done with 2020, and with 21
Gimme a shot, gimme a shot
Open up the world again
Gimme a shot, gimme a shot, why don't
And Y'all be bitin my swagg I ain't liking that
I'm like Dang
Poppin that shit you get hit by the gang
Workin on aim and a nigga got range
I roll up a zip yea
game[01:23.09]Spray up on the block I got bad aim[01:24.50]Choppa make you jump, nigga tapped a[01:26.21]Tap a, tap a[01:27.43]Nigga betta jump, jump, like it's
Got you counting from on to ten
And by the time you get up to nine, your ass is left behind
Cause you can't mess with the lyrical master rhymes
Send
herb, by the curb, but I ain't gone chill for too long though
'Cause on that there block, them white folks be hot
Shoot up to wards Claybourne, make
Dell, murderess world wind of wit
Get the worse of I break it down bit by bit
Yet, a nerve my graphics cause seizures you slur, and your memory
again I prove that
Any radio show, any DVD, any stage show man
Put me up against gimmicks
Sound effects or skippy flow man
Don’t think that you’re cold
Each one cut by hand, by master glassworkers"
She draws her eyes from me for
A second to look up
"Takes one's breath away to think about it"
Mum loves
make you feel right
You need to open up your eyes and see delight
[Opio]
I'm at ease when I'm next to my keys
Not the narcotic
The Ensoniq ASR-X
you know I'm so Committed
21st and OZ, Ghost Town Committee
I still fuck with Soulja Slim, grew up off
Of Pimp C
Used to listen to Scarface, now I just
Coming to stage Gentry Fox
Red in the face and my stomach in knots
Let's go crowd opens up on my approach
Took the microphone and said "hey yo"
step right now?
Rewind, remember that one time when Marco showed up at the front door
And we found out he escaped from a psych ward
And stole grandma's
to the scene, open the ridge, yeah he cost a broad,
He leaves the scene reppin' it down reppin' for his ward,
We hit the light and started bangin'killed the hoe,
So he can see me steady wright my lyrics down
And see my lookin up, inspired by his poster
Chasin my dreams, he's putting my closer
Just trying to be
Here's the Black Moon we creepin' up in ya room
Death fills the air along with the scent of boom
Open ya eyes motherfuckers and greet ya fears
Off
Your Ears Then Open Your Eyes
And Then Pay at The Door As A Donation
To Hear The Best Sounds In Creation
He's A Disco Dream Of A Mean Machine
And When It
at the open mic with a backpack
The next day he's on the block in some creased up khakis
See that's Murs' ability
Supreme versatility
One verse to your dome
rat, wanting it back, like rabbit
Like dang-nabbit, I was tackled by a fraction
Of what I've felt, so I walk on and number up all my arms,
Yeah. cnd do
to see
Open up your eyes to the fantasy
Made real by a man who plans to see
His level rise, like the planet's seas
On the way to classic, you just
Spin in the spot that i sat
Like a fly by the fire gets hot
Lit up the liar, get at it
And i spun when i sat in the spot
Rhyme where you let it off
Distracting their sad by jumping on to fashion fads
But we know you can't pay off student loans by writing in cad
And that Louis Vuitton ain't gonna soak up
limit soldier
Y'all ain't ready, get motherfuckin' ready, and hit 'em up mia
[mia x]
Open it up, make way for a bitch that's down
Stand aground and move
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