Luyện nghe bài hát 4 Your Eyez Only [Explicit]

For your eyes
(for eyes)

For your eyes only, for your only
(for eyes)

For eyes only

Hey
Niggas be on the daily
It my dreams faded for far too long, the consequences deadly
Can't visualize myself as but a criminal
Control the block, serving up and stay subliminal
Cause young is hard headed, they letting off
of adrenaline, ignorant to what death can cause
Ain't no coming back, dressed in black
it's hot now, the cops outside it's hard to flip a pack
And my daughter gotta eat, her mama be stressing me like I ain't the one who put Jays on her feet
Like I ain't out in the field like
I might be low for the moment but I will back
Despite the charges, back to the wall I regardless,
Screaming "fuck the law", my is lawless
That's what you it
Ain't got to be no psychic to see this is like the farthest thing heaven
This is hell and I don't that hyperbolic
I try to find employment if the swiper chargeless
But felonies be making life the hardest
Resisting the temptation to run up and a wallet
Or run up on your yard, your daughter bike and pawn it
why I write this sonnet
If the pressure get too much for me to and I break
Play this tape for my and let her know my life is on it
Let her know my is on it
(For eyes)
Let her my life is on
For your only

For eyes do you understand
For eyes do you understand me
For your do you understand
For your eyes do you me
For eyes do you understand
For your do you understand me
For your do you understand
For eyes do you understand me

You're grown now so this song'll hit you
If you're hearing this it means I'm no longer with you
In the physical, not even if I believe in God
But because you alive
He got me praying that the is real
So I can be a part of you still, my pops was too
So I how part of you feels
Maybe you hate me, maybe you miss me, maybe you me
Life goes in cycles, maybe date a nigga just like me
I not, I'm tired of dope spots
And fiends that smoke
I've seen far too many niggas rot
I'm writing 'cause me and the devil had a dance
I see round the corner, apologizing in advance
know if I ever had a chance
At a glance I'm a failure, addicted to paraphernalia
But Daddy had dreams once, my eyes had a gleam
Innocence disappeared by the age of years
My shot up, drug related
Mama
So raised me in projects where thugs was hanging
Blood was staining the
niggas I loved talked like they was above maintaining a time sheet
That slow money, up the family business
By the age of thirteen, six years later was handed
Round the same you came in this world
Me and your thinking, what the fuck we naming this girl?
I told her Nina, the name that I could think of
For the thing my eyes had ever seen
I was nineteen, it took me two felonies to see the trap, this ass system set for me
And now it's too late for me to ever be the one that set examples that were set for me
I'm living fast, but not fast enough cause keeps catching up to me
And if my becomes the death of me, I hope you understand

For eyes do you understand
For your do you understand me
For eyes do you understand
For your eyes do you me
For your do you understand
For your do you understand me
For your do you understand
For your do you understand me

In several ways I could've went out, too many to
Was it the trigger happy crackers that the give clout
Was it the nigga, blasting frustrated cause the cash running out
Niggas don't how to act in a drought
See baby girl I realized, my definition of a real nigga was
My views by new mixtapes
confirmed the shit I learned from in the streets was true
That real don't speak when they beef with you
They just pull up on your street, let the have you
And if a real nigga hungry he gon' eat your
I was a fool, all my time ducking school, ducking cops
Ducking rules, hugging blocks that don't you
I you find a nigga with goals and point of views
broader than the corner, if not it's gon' corner you
Into a box, where your son don't even know his
And the cyclical nature of time continues
My worst fear is one day that you come home from school and see your father face while hearing tragedy on news
I got the strangest feeling your Daddy lose his life soon
And sadly if listening now it must mean it's true
But there's a chance that it's not
And this remains locked in a hard drive like valuable jewels
And I can teach you this in person I'm teaching you to tie your own shoes
I love you and I hope to God I don't you
For your only

For your
For eyes only
For your
For your eyes
For your eyes do you

One day your daddy called me, told me he had a funny
he'd been dealing with lately, he wasn't telling
I tried to pick his brains, still he revealing
But I could feel the of panic in his voice and it was chilling
He "Jermaine, I knew since we was children I never asked for nothing
times was hard I never had discussions with you begging you to help me
I dealt the repercussions of my actions
I know you tried to steer me away from shit
But that shit was in my blood, you know my
I know your momma nigga, my love
In case I never get a chance to again
I won't forget the weekends spent sleeping at your
That's the way I wished my family
But my crib was in the 'jects
I had to like, "Nigga what you talking 'bout? Fuck is you getting at?"
He said "Listen, I got no to dive into descriptions
But I've been having premonitions, just call it visions from the other
I got a feeling I won't see tomorrow, the time I'm living on is borrowed
that said I'm proud to say I was a father
Write my story down and if I pass go it for my daughter when she ready
So I'm leaving you this record for your eyes only, don't you ever scratch it it
perspective is a real one, another lost Ville son
I dedicate words to you and all the other children
Affected by all the mass incarceration in this
That sent pops to prison when he needed education
Sometimes I think this segregation would've us better
Although that means I would never be brought into this 'cos my daddy was so thrilled when he found him a white girl to take back to Jonesborough with
Little Zach and Cole World barely one years old, now it's thirty years later sure the story's told
your daddy was a real nigga, not 'cos he was cold
Not because he was the first to get some pussy years old
Not becuase he used to come through in the on some vogues
Not 'cause he from bagging up them grams to serving Os
Now your was a real nigga, not 'cos he was hard
Not because he a life of crime and sat behind some bars
Not because he screamed fuck the law, that was true
Your daddy was a real nigga he loved you"
For eyes only