The Eyes
Lyrics
Can 24 hours change the heart of a man
Give 'em the full experience maybe he'll understand
I sell the kind of dreams realities you can live out
I'm peeping through window like malcolm I'm trying to get out
I'm trying to get out, I'm trying to get out
Don't ignore my pleas I'm begging niggas to get out
I'm trying to get out, I'm trying to get out
Don't ignore my pleas I'm begging niggas to get out
Speaking a foreign language, troubled and living dangerous
Prisons the new museum by the way they display us
Enjoy the scenery be sure that you take a tour of
Our stolen artifacts we'll save you a trip to Europe
I heard my whole life nigger comply or die
But in the 1600s the same rules still apply
Three or four generations a hundred fifty-four years
See the landmarks we built they kept it like souvenirs
Read the history books, all the hero's were white
They taught about thanksgiving but didn't mention no plight
These frauds like Santa Claus are nothing but Pagan gods
What are the odds, they're playing the role of God
It ain't no secret I want them things that you see with
Albeit this painting will surely bring out your meekness
White angels painted on murals, I wonder what heavens like
I guess the artist don't fuck with niggas in the afterlife
Can 24 hours change the heart of a man
Give 'em the full experience maybe he'll understand
I sell the kind of dreams realities you can live out
I'm peeping through window like malcolm I'm trying to get out
I'm trying to get out, I'm trying to get out
Don't ignore my pleas I'm begging niggas to get out
I'm trying to get out, I'm trying to get out
Don't ignore my pleas I'm begging niggas to get out
Stay well beyond them fences don't become a statistic
Or your loved ones have to visit through glass with their hands against it
If we have the same God this will rattle your spirit
The same Hell you cast them in now tell me do you fear it
The words of my Magnum Opus, Swarm like a plague of Locust
I feel that I was chosen to help my people like Moses
I'll be a turtle I promise I'll stick my neck out
Till my name is why they yell out to the coons who sell out
Cut from a different cloth boy check my dashiki
I can't forgive those doctors for what they did at Tuskegee
I read the theory of Willie lynch that's when it started making sense
They designed it so perfect it didn't happen by accident
We play the corners and running from them like forest
Some black matadors dodging the ford Taurus
Tell me bout buck breaking or the word mother fucker
Don't ever fix your lips and compare when my people suffer
So blame your problems on a man of another color
Get to the hood and don't have a problem with killing brothers
The only time these rappers would ever mention Jesus
Is when they're rapping about diamond encrusted Cesare pieces
Can 24 hours change the heart of a man
Give 'em the full experience maybe he'll understand
I sell the kind of dreams realities you can live out
I'm peeping through window like malcolm I'm trying to get out
I'm trying to get out, I'm trying to get out
Don't ignore my pleas I'm begging niggas to get out
I'm trying to get out, I'm trying to get out
Don't ignore my pleas I'm begging niggas to get out
Writer(s): Allen King
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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