Eyes Up 歌词
| 歌曲 | Eyes Up |
| 歌手 | Slum Village |
| 专辑 | Fantastic Vol. 2 |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Yancey | |
| Fake niggas, talkin shit about me and my click | |
| What to do, what to do, what to do? | |
| Keep ya eyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyes up | |
| Where you at, where you at, where you at | |
| C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon | |
| Keep ya eyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyes up | |
| Baatin(jay dee) | |
| T3, keep yourself, respect allah | |
| Jay dee, don't do no parties for free no lie (aight) | |
| Baatin levatatin up in the sky | |
| Sv, got they eyes on the prize well uh, | |
| Sv, got they eyes on the prize well uh, | |
| Sv, sv huh, uh | |
| (baatin) | |
| One on one, havin some fun, in my master suite | |
| Two is better than one, lets make it a master piece | |
| You love it when my crew say we from the d | |
| You love it when my crew say we work for apathy | |
| I hate it when these motherfuckers player hate me | |
| Motor-bot, the executioner of wack emcees | |
| Motorbot makin sure niggas is casualties | |
| Juggernaut, you can say my crew will never be soft | |
| Sv, we the type of crew that never fall off | |
| Eyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyes up | |
| Where you at, where you at, where you at | |
| C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon | |
| Eyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyes up | |
| Baatin(jaydee) | |
| Jay dee, don't do no parties for free no lie (aight) | |
| Jay dee, don't do no parties for free no lie (aight) | |
| Jay dee, don't do no parties for free no lie (i said aight) | |
| Where you at, where you at, where you at | |
| C'on, c'on | |
| Jay dee (eminem's voice from a dj cut) | |
| Say, (h-, huh) | |
| My jam knocks, we knockin motherfuckers out they damn socks | |
| Remastered it's the s of the pad lock | |
| Been makin money, i been had a fat knot | |
| Been loopin up the shit to make ya head nod | |
| You say (wh-,what) my jam knocks | |
| You can hear me coming off the damn blocks | |
| Since a kid i aint never played wit damn blocks | |
| And i was never ever known to cock block | |
| Like jealous niggas that must wanna get socked | |
| Them niggas make me wanna cop a damn glock | |
| You say, say, say (huh) my jam knocks | |
| These ladies know, jay, can make the bed rock | |
| Be hittin like bam bam, in bed rock | |
| Compare the s to gators (navigators) we them big blocks | |
| We stir fry mutherfuckers like a damn wop | |
| Rock and rule niggas like my man mop | |
| So when my band rocks, watch the bands flop | |
| You say (h-huh) my jam knocks | |
| You can say the s is the soul shock | |
| The soul shot known to make 'em shell shocked | |
| When devinous cats used to pop locks | |
| I steal, when i used to pop locks | |
| The s twist shit up like a dred lock | |
| You say (h-huh) my jam knocks | |
| You say (w-what) my jam knocks | |
| So keep ya | |
| Eyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyes up | |
| Where you at, where you at, where you at | |
| C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon | |
| Eyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyes up | |
| Baatin(t3) | |
| T3, keep yourself, respect allah (aight) | |
| T3, keep yourself, respect allah (aight) | |
| T3, keep yourself, respect allah (aight) | |
| (t3) | |
| It's like again y'all | |
| Uh huh, uh huh, one, two | |
| It's like again y'all | |
| Uh huh, uh huh, one, two | |
| It's like makin money's critical | |
| Rhyme written, lyrical | |
| Some emcees will never know | |
| What we keep on giving and | |
| Makin music beautiful, and we keep delivering | |
| Y'all niggas to the fall | |
| And i aint forgivin it, i should do some ill sh, like, like | |
| Break your ligaments, then you would be feelin shit | |
| Known to be doing shit, and if you do some shit | |
| Know who you fuckin wit | |
| Never fuck around with the click | |
| Don't fuck around wit the click | |
| You might get ya melon split | |
| Uh huh, again y'all, uh huh, one, two | |
| It's like uh huh, again y'all, uh huh, one, two, it's like | |
| Chorus |
| zuo ci : Yancey | |
| Fake niggas, talkin shit about me and my click | |
| What to do, what to do, what to do? | |
| Keep ya eyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyes up | |
| Where you at, where you at, where you at | |
| C' mon, c' mon, c' mon, c' mon | |
| Keep ya eyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyes up | |
| Baatin jay dee | |
| T3, keep yourself, respect allah | |
| Jay dee, don' t do no parties for free no lie aight | |
| Baatin levatatin up in the sky | |
| Sv, got they eyes on the prize well uh, | |
| Sv, got they eyes on the prize well uh, | |
| Sv, sv huh, uh | |
| baatin | |
| One on one, havin some fun, in my master suite | |
| Two is better than one, lets make it a master piece | |
| You love it when my crew say we from the d | |
| You love it when my crew say we work for apathy | |
| I hate it when these motherfuckers player hate me | |
| Motorbot, the executioner of wack emcees | |
| Motorbot makin sure niggas is casualties | |
| Juggernaut, you can say my crew will never be soft | |
| Sv, we the type of crew that never fall off | |
| Eyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyes up | |
| Where you at, where you at, where you at | |
| C' mon, c' mon, c' mon, c' mon | |
| Eyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyes up | |
| Baatin jaydee | |
| Jay dee, don' t do no parties for free no lie aight | |
| Jay dee, don' t do no parties for free no lie aight | |
| Jay dee, don' t do no parties for free no lie i said aight | |
| Where you at, where you at, where you at | |
| C' on, c' on | |
| Jay dee eminem' s voice from a dj cut | |
| Say, h, huh | |
| My jam knocks, we knockin motherfuckers out they damn socks | |
| Remastered it' s the s of the pad lock | |
| Been makin money, i been had a fat knot | |
| Been loopin up the shit to make ya head nod | |
| You say wh, what my jam knocks | |
| You can hear me coming off the damn blocks | |
| Since a kid i aint never played wit damn blocks | |
| And i was never ever known to cock block | |
| Like jealous niggas that must wanna get socked | |
| Them niggas make me wanna cop a damn glock | |
| You say, say, say huh my jam knocks | |
| These ladies know, jay, can make the bed rock | |
| Be hittin like bam bam, in bed rock | |
| Compare the s to gators navigators we them big blocks | |
| We stir fry mutherfuckers like a damn wop | |
| Rock and rule niggas like my man mop | |
| So when my band rocks, watch the bands flop | |
| You say hhuh my jam knocks | |
| You can say the s is the soul shock | |
| The soul shot known to make ' em shell shocked | |
| When devinous cats used to pop locks | |
| I steal, when i used to pop locks | |
| The s twist shit up like a dred lock | |
| You say hhuh my jam knocks | |
| You say wwhat my jam knocks | |
| So keep ya | |
| Eyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyes up | |
| Where you at, where you at, where you at | |
| C' mon, c' mon, c' mon, c' mon | |
| Eyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyes up | |
| Baatin t3 | |
| T3, keep yourself, respect allah aight | |
| T3, keep yourself, respect allah aight | |
| T3, keep yourself, respect allah aight | |
| t3 | |
| It' s like again y' all | |
| Uh huh, uh huh, one, two | |
| It' s like again y' all | |
| Uh huh, uh huh, one, two | |
| It' s like makin money' s critical | |
| Rhyme written, lyrical | |
| Some emcees will never know | |
| What we keep on giving and | |
| Makin music beautiful, and we keep delivering | |
| Y' all niggas to the fall | |
| And i aint forgivin it, i should do some ill sh, like, like | |
| Break your ligaments, then you would be feelin shit | |
| Known to be doing shit, and if you do some shit | |
| Know who you fuckin wit | |
| Never fuck around with the click | |
| Don' t fuck around wit the click | |
| You might get ya melon split | |
| Uh huh, again y' all, uh huh, one, two | |
| It' s like uh huh, again y' all, uh huh, one, two, it' s like | |
| Chorus |
| zuò cí : Yancey | |
| Fake niggas, talkin shit about me and my click | |
| What to do, what to do, what to do? | |
| Keep ya eyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyes up | |
| Where you at, where you at, where you at | |
| C' mon, c' mon, c' mon, c' mon | |
| Keep ya eyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyes up | |
| Baatin jay dee | |
| T3, keep yourself, respect allah | |
| Jay dee, don' t do no parties for free no lie aight | |
| Baatin levatatin up in the sky | |
| Sv, got they eyes on the prize well uh, | |
| Sv, got they eyes on the prize well uh, | |
| Sv, sv huh, uh | |
| baatin | |
| One on one, havin some fun, in my master suite | |
| Two is better than one, lets make it a master piece | |
| You love it when my crew say we from the d | |
| You love it when my crew say we work for apathy | |
| I hate it when these motherfuckers player hate me | |
| Motorbot, the executioner of wack emcees | |
| Motorbot makin sure niggas is casualties | |
| Juggernaut, you can say my crew will never be soft | |
| Sv, we the type of crew that never fall off | |
| Eyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyes up | |
| Where you at, where you at, where you at | |
| C' mon, c' mon, c' mon, c' mon | |
| Eyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyes up | |
| Baatin jaydee | |
| Jay dee, don' t do no parties for free no lie aight | |
| Jay dee, don' t do no parties for free no lie aight | |
| Jay dee, don' t do no parties for free no lie i said aight | |
| Where you at, where you at, where you at | |
| C' on, c' on | |
| Jay dee eminem' s voice from a dj cut | |
| Say, h, huh | |
| My jam knocks, we knockin motherfuckers out they damn socks | |
| Remastered it' s the s of the pad lock | |
| Been makin money, i been had a fat knot | |
| Been loopin up the shit to make ya head nod | |
| You say wh, what my jam knocks | |
| You can hear me coming off the damn blocks | |
| Since a kid i aint never played wit damn blocks | |
| And i was never ever known to cock block | |
| Like jealous niggas that must wanna get socked | |
| Them niggas make me wanna cop a damn glock | |
| You say, say, say huh my jam knocks | |
| These ladies know, jay, can make the bed rock | |
| Be hittin like bam bam, in bed rock | |
| Compare the s to gators navigators we them big blocks | |
| We stir fry mutherfuckers like a damn wop | |
| Rock and rule niggas like my man mop | |
| So when my band rocks, watch the bands flop | |
| You say hhuh my jam knocks | |
| You can say the s is the soul shock | |
| The soul shot known to make ' em shell shocked | |
| When devinous cats used to pop locks | |
| I steal, when i used to pop locks | |
| The s twist shit up like a dred lock | |
| You say hhuh my jam knocks | |
| You say wwhat my jam knocks | |
| So keep ya | |
| Eyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyes up | |
| Where you at, where you at, where you at | |
| C' mon, c' mon, c' mon, c' mon | |
| Eyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyes up | |
| Baatin t3 | |
| T3, keep yourself, respect allah aight | |
| T3, keep yourself, respect allah aight | |
| T3, keep yourself, respect allah aight | |
| t3 | |
| It' s like again y' all | |
| Uh huh, uh huh, one, two | |
| It' s like again y' all | |
| Uh huh, uh huh, one, two | |
| It' s like makin money' s critical | |
| Rhyme written, lyrical | |
| Some emcees will never know | |
| What we keep on giving and | |
| Makin music beautiful, and we keep delivering | |
| Y' all niggas to the fall | |
| And i aint forgivin it, i should do some ill sh, like, like | |
| Break your ligaments, then you would be feelin shit | |
| Known to be doing shit, and if you do some shit | |
| Know who you fuckin wit | |
| Never fuck around with the click | |
| Don' t fuck around wit the click | |
| You might get ya melon split | |
| Uh huh, again y' all, uh huh, one, two | |
| It' s like uh huh, again y' all, uh huh, one, two, it' s like | |
| Chorus |
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