Eyes R the Enemy of Man
Everyone is beautiful except me
People I don't know have sex in my dreams
Then you flip over eating butter baked beans
What is going on, what does this all mean
The eyes are the enemy of man
The eyes are the enemy of man
You think you have it when it's in your hand
The eyes are the enemy of man
The eyes are the enemy of man
The eyes are the enemy of man
You think you have it when it's in your hand
The eyes are the enemy of man
Not gonna tell you what you are
Cause you know, you know
It hasn't gotten me very far
Ditto, change my path
What are we supposed to be on this earth
Are we chasing love, just for the feeling?
Just for the drug?
Simulations broken
You're a dime, I'm a token
The eyes are the enemy of man
The eyes are the enemy of man
They think you have it when it's in your hand
The eyes are the enemy of man
Got me
Got me
Got me with those butterscotch eyes
Get me
Get me
Get me with those butterscotch thighs
I can't forget 'bout my mint baby girls
I like dark chocolate just as much as them curls
Cantu, shea butter on your pillow at night
I know you're the one who will hold me tight
Ain't nothing wrong with being little spoon
Make me feel all warm like I'm in the womb
Who's a little mama's boy
Let me play with Mama's toys
Could've picked a better choice of words
But who really cares when your music's not being heard
Being heard
People I don't know have sex in my dreams
Then you flip over eating butter baked beans
What is going on, what does this all mean
The eyes are the enemy of man
The eyes are the enemy of man
You think you have it when it's in your hand
The eyes are the enemy of man
The eyes are the enemy of man
The eyes are the enemy of man
You think you have it when it's in your hand
The eyes are the enemy of man
Not gonna tell you what you are
Cause you know, you know
It hasn't gotten me very far
Ditto, change my path
What are we supposed to be on this earth
Are we chasing love, just for the feeling?
Just for the drug?
Simulations broken
You're a dime, I'm a token
The eyes are the enemy of man
The eyes are the enemy of man
They think you have it when it's in your hand
The eyes are the enemy of man
Got me
Got me
Got me with those butterscotch eyes
Get me
Get me
Get me with those butterscotch thighs
I can't forget 'bout my mint baby girls
I like dark chocolate just as much as them curls
Cantu, shea butter on your pillow at night
I know you're the one who will hold me tight
Ain't nothing wrong with being little spoon
Make me feel all warm like I'm in the womb
Who's a little mama's boy
Let me play with Mama's toys
Could've picked a better choice of words
But who really cares when your music's not being heard
Being heard
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Writer(s): Elijah Atkins
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