Luyện nghe bài hát 4 Your Eyez Only

For eyes only
(for eyes)

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

For your eyes

Hey
Niggas be on the daily
It seems my dreams faded for far too long, the consequences
visualize myself as nothing but a criminal
Control the block, serving up rocks and stay
Cause young niggas is hard headed, they off
Full of adrenaline, ignorant to what can cause
Ain't no coming back, family dressed in
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 but I will bounce back
the charges, back to the wall I fight 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 mean hyperbolic
I try to employment even if the swiper chargeless
But these felonies be making life the
the temptation to run up and swipe a wallet
Or run up on your yard, snatch daughter bike and pawn it
That's why I write 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 my life is on it
(For eyes)
Let her know my is on
For eyes only

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

You're probably grown now so song'll hit you
If hearing this it means unfortunately I'm no longer with you
In the physical, not sure if I believe in God
But you still alive
He got me that the spiritual is real
So I can be a of you still, my pops was killed too
So I know how of you feels
Maybe you hate me, maybe you miss me, maybe you me
Life goes in cycles, maybe you'll a nigga just like me
I hope not, I'm tired of spots
And fiends that smoke
I've seen far too many hopes rot
I'm writing this 'cause me and the devil had a
I see death round the corner, in advance
Don't know if I had a chance
At a glance I'm a failure, to pushing paraphernalia
But Daddy had dreams once, my had a gleam once
disappeared by the age of eight years
My Pops shot up, drug
addicted
So raised me in projects where thugs was hanging
was staining the concrete
Older niggas I loved talked they was above maintaining a time sheet
That money, picked up the family business
By the age of thirteen, six later was handed sentence
Round the time you came in this world
Me and your mama thinking, what the we naming this girl?
I her Nina, the prettiest name that I could think of
For the prettiest my eyes had ever seen
I was nineteen, it me two felonies to see the trap, this crooked ass system set for me
And now too late for me to ever be the one that set examples that were never set for me
I'm living fast, but not fast enough cause karma catching up to me
And if my past becomes the death of me, I you understand

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

In several ways I could've went out, too many to
Was it the happy crackers that the badges give clout
Was it the young nigga, blasting cause the cash running out
Niggas know 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 niggas don't 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 food
I was a fool, all my time ducking school, ducking cops
Ducking rules, blocks that don't love you
I pray you find a nigga with goals and point of
Much broader the corner, if not it's gon' corner you
Into a box, where your son even know his pops
And the cyclical nature of time continues
My worst fear is one day that you come home from school and see your face while hearing 'bout tragedy on news
I got the feeling your Daddy gonna lose his life soon
And sadly if you're listening now it must mean true
But maybe a chance that it's not
And this album remains in a hard drive like valuable jewels
And I can teach you this in person like I'm teaching you to tie own shoes
I love you and I hope to God I lose you
For your eyes

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

One day your daddy called me, told me he had a feeling
What he'd been dealing with lately, he wasn't
I tried to pick his brains, still he wasn't
But I could feel the sense of in his voice and it was chilling
He said "Jermaine, I knew since we was children I never asked for
When times was hard I never had discussions with you begging you to me
I dealt with the repercussions of my
I know you tried to steer me away from that
But that shit was in my blood, you my life
I your momma nigga, send my love
In case I get a chance to speak again
I won't forget the weekends spent at your crib
That's the way I wished my lived
But my granny was in the 'jects
I had to like, "Nigga what you talking 'bout? Fuck is you getting at?"
He "Listen, I got no time to dive into descriptions
But I've been having premonitions, just it visions from the other side
I got a feeling I won't see tomorrow, like the time I'm living on is
that said I'm proud to say I was a father
Write my story down and if I pass go play it for my daughter when she
So I'm you this record for your eyes only, don't you ever scratch it disrespect it
This perspective is a real one, another lost son
I dedicate these words to you and all the children
by all the mass incarceration in this nation
That your pops to prison when he needed education
Sometimes I this segregation would've done us better
Although that means I never be brought into this world '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 later making sure the story's told
Girl your daddy was a real nigga, not he was cold
Not because he was the first to get pussy twelve years old
Not becuase he used to come through in the Caddy on vogues
Not he went from bagging up them grams to serving Os
Now daddy was a real nigga, not 'cos he was hard
Not because he lived a life of crime and sat behind bars
Not because he screamed fuck the law, although was true
Your daddy was a real 'cos he loved you"
For eyes only