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the talk different (freestyle) - eazy the block captain lyrics

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[intro]
keep your eyes on me (you know)
keep your eyes on me (it’s gutta city)
(i talk different) keep your eyes on me
(you gotta see the vision to watch the vision come true, you hear me?)
keep your eyes on me
keep your eyes on me

[verse]
shorty i’m on demon mode
i know the secrets that the reaper know
he told me i was next, i had to keep it low
loyalty and honor ain’t no secret code
if you gotta buy n*gga’s loyalty and honor you can keep it though
words equal power and that put me on my feet
you know i tried spanish once causе my plug was puerto rican though
funny how a 3.5 it got me evеn though
i learned my flaws early, so i come out when it’s seasonal
i thought it was the d*ck game
made shorty cum quick
thought that she loved me, that’s some dumb sh*t
soon as i left shorty jumped ship
5 pound weights for the front wrist*
to make this sh*t lock off one whip
i’m tired of the fake sh*t
it’s not the fact i’m complacent
death at the trap on the grave shift
never got a chance to 2 pounds
i was forced one’s promises, and that’s on the matrix
i learned how to roll by a haitian
probably jamaican
i just know it’s fontos and paper
scarface and belly, that was my motivation
tired of my mom tears
tired of the crib being vacant
every time we move it’s vacation
my attitude clearly underrated
before i even knew it was normal, it was tools in my bas*m*nt
the clock say 3:02, i knew i was crazy
like why?
how many times i f*ck the coke up
tell you the color from the odor
turn the fan off, you get high from the aroma
no dollar in my pocket but blessed that i woke up
you know what?
the young bul i pay, he a floater
text from the next block, the opps getting closer
stop being mad at the vultures
grip on my waist, ain’t no need for a holster
it’s a cold world out here
but my contract wrote up
i stopped having hope if they wrote em
i stopped doing sh*t that they told em
i slept on clothes ‘fore i knew how to fold em
re and unload em
success equals drama
it’s banging at my door quick
if i don’t reach out who i left ain’t important
now them n*ggas know me
call me bro but they force it
i had to call plays for the offense
mixing up my days, i been off since
i remember days in apartment
now it’s club soda for the stains on my carpet
(???) up cause my name is the target
lost so much but it’s the game, so i charge it
yeah i wild out on my energy
while i’m still growing never bow to my enemy
i know my day coming and they plot to get rid of me
let me make right with the lord before you finish me
y’all feel that?
goosebumps and the air thin
i get proactive with this clear skin
n*gga shoot first they fear him
don’t tell me me what he said*
cause what did you say when they haired him?
yo i’m too real to compare them
speed it up
every bar is a struggle because i seen enough
you show a b*tch a stack of cash, watch them b*tches eat it up
they wanna eat at the table but don’t clean it up
y’all follow trends, i ain’t keeping up
imagine a broke b*tch telling “eat it”, i ain’t flee enough
n*ggas chasing money trying to impress b*tches
but them same little b*tches, for a blunt you can beat it up
yo here’s a lesson in the talk different
i shed tears and my heart ripping
i’m in the mirror like “who are you, n*gga?”
and my reflection said “the bull, n*gga”
so i’m running myself
that’s means i’m cool n*gga
i’m gone
[hook]
keep your eyes on me
keep your eyes on me
keep your eyes on me

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