Look into My Eyes
Look into my eyes,
Look into my
Look,
Look
Look into my blood stained eyes, and see the whole picture
Go figure, growing up wit nothing in a violent place/
Put the taste of death in my mouth, i have a lions face
Forever feeding off of the feral faces of fucking fake
Vicious false pretentious Lil bitches, I'll seal they fucking fate
No, there ain't no time to waste, what the fuck you tryna say
Unless you tryna die today i don't care what you fucking think
You can keep your thoughts and opinions, to yo damn self
Someone help ya man's up, pray to God but he can't help
You can see it in my eyes that i don't give a fuck
Knuck if your really buckin, I'm bustin, get ya kidney's plugged
Stuck inside my eyes is where im trapped amidst the hate and pain
If u wanna get to know me, gaze into these bloodstains
Look into my eyes,
Look into my
Look,
Look
Look into my blood stained eyes, and see the whole picture
The pictures painted from the pain and sorrow of my past
Stuck inside a blood filled hourglass and it's draining fast
Cash had been the motive to keep me going the darkest route
Never thought I'd make it out alive but now I'm out the drought
Walking through the desert malnourished i flourished from despair
Impaired from where the air was so scarce i barely escaped from there
Tearing through a barren waste land I merely beat the odds/
Thank God, the mirage i followed wasn't just a facade
Taught em how to drink from the waters from all the past aggressions
My confessions still haunt the pastors this ain't for adolescents
Essence of my presence still lingers amongst the broken bricks
And fallen walls from where I initially counted poker chips
I ain't bluffing
Im not all in this because I'm holding nothing
Look into My eyes and see blood rushing, my time is coming
Look into my eyes,
Look into my
Look,
Look
Look into my blood stained eyes, and see the whole picture
Look into my
Look,
Look
Look into my blood stained eyes, and see the whole picture
Go figure, growing up wit nothing in a violent place/
Put the taste of death in my mouth, i have a lions face
Forever feeding off of the feral faces of fucking fake
Vicious false pretentious Lil bitches, I'll seal they fucking fate
No, there ain't no time to waste, what the fuck you tryna say
Unless you tryna die today i don't care what you fucking think
You can keep your thoughts and opinions, to yo damn self
Someone help ya man's up, pray to God but he can't help
You can see it in my eyes that i don't give a fuck
Knuck if your really buckin, I'm bustin, get ya kidney's plugged
Stuck inside my eyes is where im trapped amidst the hate and pain
If u wanna get to know me, gaze into these bloodstains
Look into my eyes,
Look into my
Look,
Look
Look into my blood stained eyes, and see the whole picture
The pictures painted from the pain and sorrow of my past
Stuck inside a blood filled hourglass and it's draining fast
Cash had been the motive to keep me going the darkest route
Never thought I'd make it out alive but now I'm out the drought
Walking through the desert malnourished i flourished from despair
Impaired from where the air was so scarce i barely escaped from there
Tearing through a barren waste land I merely beat the odds/
Thank God, the mirage i followed wasn't just a facade
Taught em how to drink from the waters from all the past aggressions
My confessions still haunt the pastors this ain't for adolescents
Essence of my presence still lingers amongst the broken bricks
And fallen walls from where I initially counted poker chips
I ain't bluffing
Im not all in this because I'm holding nothing
Look into My eyes and see blood rushing, my time is coming
Look into my eyes,
Look into my
Look,
Look
Look into my blood stained eyes, and see the whole picture
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Writer(s): Luis Castro
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