Look Me in My Eyes
He hustle til the bone sore
That's what he known for
When cats oppose
He always chose war
Stopped asking fot more
Ignored the close doors
And I ain't expect shit
Like don't worry I'll get this
Ah ya shits booked?
Don't worry I'll mix this
Damn that price high don't worry I'll Shoot this
Won't play my joint
Don't worry I'll pump this
Did it dolo outta the way of punk Shit
And strange feelings
Lane same the same skills and
Went against the grain
Refrain if he ain't dealing
Wit a lame aimed
On using my name I'll
I send darts at em
Got two wit the same kill
Won't move if it ain't real
These niggas headfaking
While niggas is neck breaking
To get it there's less patience
When you on the front lines and live It it's breath taking
You speak on it
"Just a old head hating"
Look me in my eyes
Tell me if you see it
The will to battle
In the belly of the demon
Never listened couldn't quell him or Deceive him
There was no trust
Like Politicians sellin me on freedom
He murder mics for fun
Serve ya in a minute
Get it twisted
You deservee what he getting
He just different
He flip it in all directions
If you ain't want it
I ain't listen for a second
Cause when he bring it he bringing Hell and the fury
For them wack raps
And Having the nerve
For Selling em to me
On a fast track to pelting and Swelling
Snatching ya jury
Took a catnap after
Don't matter it's kinda early
And the nights young
Ain't no telling what might come
They playing wit dice
And I'm seldom the right one
It's not the enemy that strike
But where did they strike from
Like a Kennedy
The energy tight
The sense is
He kinda edgy
You could cut the tension in nines
Ya man fully aware when he penning them lines
Begging for a clown to step in front That firing squad
Stay ready
Look me in my eyes
Tell me if you see it
The will to battle
In the belly of the demon
Never listened couldn't quell him or Deceive him
There was no trust
Like Politicians sellin me on freedom
That's what he known for
When cats oppose
He always chose war
Stopped asking fot more
Ignored the close doors
And I ain't expect shit
Like don't worry I'll get this
Ah ya shits booked?
Don't worry I'll mix this
Damn that price high don't worry I'll Shoot this
Won't play my joint
Don't worry I'll pump this
Did it dolo outta the way of punk Shit
And strange feelings
Lane same the same skills and
Went against the grain
Refrain if he ain't dealing
Wit a lame aimed
On using my name I'll
I send darts at em
Got two wit the same kill
Won't move if it ain't real
These niggas headfaking
While niggas is neck breaking
To get it there's less patience
When you on the front lines and live It it's breath taking
You speak on it
"Just a old head hating"
Look me in my eyes
Tell me if you see it
The will to battle
In the belly of the demon
Never listened couldn't quell him or Deceive him
There was no trust
Like Politicians sellin me on freedom
He murder mics for fun
Serve ya in a minute
Get it twisted
You deservee what he getting
He just different
He flip it in all directions
If you ain't want it
I ain't listen for a second
Cause when he bring it he bringing Hell and the fury
For them wack raps
And Having the nerve
For Selling em to me
On a fast track to pelting and Swelling
Snatching ya jury
Took a catnap after
Don't matter it's kinda early
And the nights young
Ain't no telling what might come
They playing wit dice
And I'm seldom the right one
It's not the enemy that strike
But where did they strike from
Like a Kennedy
The energy tight
The sense is
He kinda edgy
You could cut the tension in nines
Ya man fully aware when he penning them lines
Begging for a clown to step in front That firing squad
Stay ready
Look me in my eyes
Tell me if you see it
The will to battle
In the belly of the demon
Never listened couldn't quell him or Deceive him
There was no trust
Like Politicians sellin me on freedom
Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Byrd
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