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4 Your Eyez Only

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4 Your Eyez Only

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Yeah (for your eyes)For your eyes only (for your eyes)For your eyes only, for your eyes only(for your eyes, for your eyes)For your eyes only[verse 1]Hey, niggas be dying on the dailyIt seems my dreams faded for far too longThe consequences deadlyCan't visualize myself as nothingBut a criminalControl the block, serving up rocksAnd stay subliminal'cause young niggas is hardheadedThey letting offFull of adrenalineIgnorant to what death can causeAin't no coming backFamily dressed in blackPlus it's hot now, the cops outsideIt's hard to flip a packAnd my daughter gotta eatHer mama be stressing meLike I ain't the oneWho put them jays on her feetLike I ain't out in the field like thatI might be low for the momentBut I will bounce backDespite the charges, back to the wallI fight regardlessScreaming, "fuck the law, "My life is lawlessThat's what you call itAin't got to be no psychicTo see this is likeThe farthest thing from heavenThis is hell and I don't meanThat hyperbolicI try to find employment evenIf it's wiping toiletsBut these feloniesBe making life the hardestResisting the temptationTo run up and swipe a walletOr run up on your yardSnatch your daughter bike and pawn itThat's why I write this sonnetIf the pressure get too muchFor me to take and I breakPlay this tape for my daughterAnd let her know my life is on it(for your eyes)Let her know my life is on it(for your eyes)For your eyes onlyFor your eyes, do you understand?For your eyes, do you understand me?For your eyes, do you understand?For your eyes, do you understand me?For your eyes, do you understand?For your eyes, do you understand me?For your eyes, do you understand?For your eyes only[verse 2]You probably grown nowSo this song'll hit youIf you're hearing this, unfortunatelyMeans that I'm no longerWith you in the physicalNot even sure if I believe in godBut because you still aliveHe got me praying that the spiritual is realSo I can be a part of you stillMy pops was killed tooSo I know how part of you feelsMaybe you hate meMaybe you miss me, maybe you spite meLife goes in cyclesMaybe you'll date a nigga just like meI hope not-I'm tired of dope spotsAnd fiends that smoke rocksI've seen far too many niggas' hopes rotI'm writing this because meAnd the devil had a danceNow I see death around the corner'pologizing in advanceDon't know if I ever had a chanceAt a glance, I'm a failureAddicted to pushing paraphernaliaBut daddy had dreams onceMy eyes had a gleam onceInnocence disappearedBy the age of eight yearsMy pops shot up-drug-related-mama addictedSo granny raised me in projectsWhere thugs was hangingBlood was staining the concreteOlder niggas I loved talkedLike they was aboveMaintaining a time sheet, that slow moneyPicked up the family businessBy the age of thirteenSix years later was handed sentence'round the same timeIs when you came in this worldMe and your mama thinking"what the fuck we naming this girl? "I told her "nina"The prettiest name that I could think ofFor the prettiest thingMy eyes had ever seen, I was nineteenTook me two felonies to see the trapThis crooked ass system set for meAnd now I fear it's too lateFor me to ever beThe one that set examplesThat was never set for meI'm living fast, but not fast enoughCause karma keeps on catching up to meAnd if my past becomes the death of meI hope you understandFor your eyes, do you understand?For your eyes, do you understand me?For your eyes, do you understand?For your eyes, do you understand me?For your eyes, do you understand?For your eyes, do you understand me?For your eyes, do you understand?For your eyes only[verse 3]It's several ways I could've went outToo many to countWas it the trigger happy crackersThat the badges give clout?Was it the young niggas, blasting frustratedCause the cash running out?Niggas don't know how to act in a droughtSee, baby girl, I realizedMy definition of a real nigga was skewedMy views misshaped by new mixtapesThat confirmed the shitI learned in the streets was trueThat real niggas don't speakWhen they beef with youThey just pull up on your streetLet the heat achooAnd if a real nigga hungryHe gon' eat your foodI was a fool, spent allMy time ducking school, ducking copsDucking rulesHugging blocks that don't love youI pray you find a niggaWith goals and point of viewsMuch broader than the cornerIf not it's gon' corner youInto a box, where your sonDon't even know his popsAnd the cyclical natureOf doing time continuesMy worst fear is one dayThat you come home from schoolAnd see your father face while hearing'bout tragedy on newsI got the strangest feeling your daddyGonna lose his life soonAnd sadly if you're listeningNow it must mean it's trueBut maybe there's a chance that it's notAnd this album remains lockedIn a hard drive like valuable jewelsAnd I can teach you this in personLike I'm teaching you to tie your own shoesI love you and I hope to godI don't lose youFor your eyes onlyFor your eyes, for your eyes onlyFor your eyes, for your eyes onlyFor your eyes, do you understand?For your eyes only[verse 4]One day your daddy called meTold me he had a funny feelingWhat he'd been dealing with latelyHe wasn't tellingI tried to pick his brainsStill he wasn't revealingBut I could feel the senseOf panic in his voiceAnd it was chilling, he said"jermaine, I knew you since we was childrenI never asked for nothing when times was hardI never had discussionsWith you begging you to help meI dealt with the repercussions of my actionsI know you tried to steer me'way from that shitBut that shit was in my bloodYou know my lifeI know your momma, nigga; send my loveIn case I never get a chance to speak againI won't forget the weekendsSpent sleeping at your cribThat's the way I wished my family livedBut my granny crib was in the 'jects-"I had to interject like"nigga what you talking 'bout?Fuck is you getting at? "He said, "listenI got no time to dive into descriptionsBut I've been having premonitionsJust call it visions from the other sideI got a feeling I won't see tomorrowLike the time I'm living on is borrowedWith that said, the only thingI'm proud to say, I was a fatherWrite my story down and if I passGo play it for my daughter when she ready"And so I'm leaving youThis record for your eyes onlyDon't you ever scratch or disrespect itThis perspective is a real oneAnother lost 'ville sonI dedicate these words to youAnd all the other childrenAffected by the mass incarcerationIn this nationThat sent your pops to prisonWhen he needed educationSometimes I think this segregationWould've done us betterAlthough I know that meansThat I would neverBe brought into this worldCause my daddy was so thrilledWhen he found him a white girlTo take back to jonesboroWith 'lil zach and cole worldBarely one years oldNow it's thirty years laterMaking sure this story's toldGirl, your daddy was a real niggaNot cause he was coldNot because he was the firstTo get some pussy twelve years oldNot because he used to come throughIn the caddy on some voguesNot because he went from bagging upThem grams to serving o'sNah, your daddy was a real niggaNot 'cause he was hardNot because he lived a life of crimeAnd sat behind some barsNot because he screamed, "fuck the law"Although that was trueYour daddy was a real niggaCause he loved you-for your eyes only
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