Lacey's Eye
You can peek into my eyes see the hell inside
You gon picture a surprise
It's a Gemini
Two sides I'm chucking the deuce I
Know that I get too high
I'm already too fly
Let the boof rise
When we hit the la la
Never feeling blue
Cause I got the red in my eyes
Don't trip
My nigga what you smoking
Post-it's to remind me
That I'm stuck in the mud
I hate the feeling like I'm fucking it up
It ain't nothing, I rather fuck up the beat
And give you something to bump
Semi-automatic but I rather spit with the pump
So you hear what I'm saying until the message is done
Call me a separatist, cause you niggas elected a Trump
They wanna call it hip-hop
But why they sounding like punks
I let 'em shoot the shot
So they can drop the jaw when I dunk
Uuggghhh, never better
I'm telling ya it's a chess game
You gon have to king me
Then I'll take your Coretta
And Rello said
"We gon be the big dogs" like thoroughbreds
Running through the borough
Where Melo stepped in his element
I got it, fuck outta here with all of that weak shit
Crash and burn the boards
I use my tongue as a sword
The liquid it never leak bitch
Like GZA the genius
Ink all on my hands
But you probably couldn't see shit
Gone
You can peek into my eyes see the hell inside
You gon picture a surprise
It's a Gemini
Two sides I'm chucking the deuce I
Know that I get too high
I'm already too fly
Let the boof rise
When we hit the la la
Never feeling blue
Cause I got the red in my eyes
Don't trip
My nigga what you smoking
Gas
But if I spit the smoke on every single verse that I wrote
My paper burning, I'm learning that it's too easy to choke
Ego coming up
I know I'm bout to bust
Balls blue, refuse tunes
Nigga you out of luck
Better yet, that's unfortunate
Hanging on like an ornament
Green release? Sweat 2k? I'm in the tournament
Close the border my shit is just too sick
You might get COVID
I spit that mucus
Too soon? Never that
I settle the bet on tracks
I'm giving 'em Taf vibes
And bending the metal back
Smoking... and calling the kettle black
Never embezzle the bars
I'll give you a better rap
Let's go
You can peek into my eyes see the hell inside
You gon picture a surprise
It's a Gemini
Two sides I'm chucking the deuce I
Know that I get too high
I'm already too fly
Let the boof rise
When we hit the la la
Never feeling blue
Cause I got the red in my eyes
Don't trip
My nigga what you smoking
You gon picture a surprise
It's a Gemini
Two sides I'm chucking the deuce I
Know that I get too high
I'm already too fly
Let the boof rise
When we hit the la la
Never feeling blue
Cause I got the red in my eyes
Don't trip
My nigga what you smoking
Post-it's to remind me
That I'm stuck in the mud
I hate the feeling like I'm fucking it up
It ain't nothing, I rather fuck up the beat
And give you something to bump
Semi-automatic but I rather spit with the pump
So you hear what I'm saying until the message is done
Call me a separatist, cause you niggas elected a Trump
They wanna call it hip-hop
But why they sounding like punks
I let 'em shoot the shot
So they can drop the jaw when I dunk
Uuggghhh, never better
I'm telling ya it's a chess game
You gon have to king me
Then I'll take your Coretta
And Rello said
"We gon be the big dogs" like thoroughbreds
Running through the borough
Where Melo stepped in his element
I got it, fuck outta here with all of that weak shit
Crash and burn the boards
I use my tongue as a sword
The liquid it never leak bitch
Like GZA the genius
Ink all on my hands
But you probably couldn't see shit
Gone
You can peek into my eyes see the hell inside
You gon picture a surprise
It's a Gemini
Two sides I'm chucking the deuce I
Know that I get too high
I'm already too fly
Let the boof rise
When we hit the la la
Never feeling blue
Cause I got the red in my eyes
Don't trip
My nigga what you smoking
Gas
But if I spit the smoke on every single verse that I wrote
My paper burning, I'm learning that it's too easy to choke
Ego coming up
I know I'm bout to bust
Balls blue, refuse tunes
Nigga you out of luck
Better yet, that's unfortunate
Hanging on like an ornament
Green release? Sweat 2k? I'm in the tournament
Close the border my shit is just too sick
You might get COVID
I spit that mucus
Too soon? Never that
I settle the bet on tracks
I'm giving 'em Taf vibes
And bending the metal back
Smoking... and calling the kettle black
Never embezzle the bars
I'll give you a better rap
Let's go
You can peek into my eyes see the hell inside
You gon picture a surprise
It's a Gemini
Two sides I'm chucking the deuce I
Know that I get too high
I'm already too fly
Let the boof rise
When we hit the la la
Never feeling blue
Cause I got the red in my eyes
Don't trip
My nigga what you smoking
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Writer(s): Adolphus Lacey
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