Lirik Lagu 4 Your Eyez Only - J Cole
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
For your eyes only, for your eyes only(for your eyes)
HeyNiggas be dying on the dailyIt seems my dreams faded for far too long, the consequences deadlyCan't visualize myself as nothing but a criminalControl the block, serving up rocks and stay subliminalCause young niggas is hard headed, they letting offFull of adrenaline, ignorant to what death can causeAin't no coming back, family dressed in blackPlus it's hot now, the cops outside it's hard to flip a packAnd my daughter gotta eat, her mama be stressing me like I ain't the one who put them Jays on her feetLike I ain't out in the field like thatI might be low for the moment but I will bounce backDespite the charges, back to the wall I fight regardless, Screaming "fuck the law", my life is lawlessThat's what you call itAin't got to be no psychic to see this is like the farthest thing from heavenThis is hell and I don't mean that hyperbolicI try to find employment even if the swiper chargelessBut these felonies be making life the hardestResisting the temptation to run up and swipe a walletOr run up on your yard, snatch your daughter bike and pawn itThat's why I write this sonnetIf the pressure get too much for me to take and I breakPlay this tape for my daughter and let her know my life is on itLet her know my life is on it(For your eyes)Let her know my life is onFor your eyes only
For your eyes do you understandFor your eyes do you understand meFor your eyes do you understandFor your eyes do you understand meFor your eyes do you understandFor your eyes do you understand meFor your eyes do you understandFor your eyes do you understand me
You're probably grown now so this song'll hit youIf you're hearing this unfortunately means that I'm no longer with youIn the physical, not even sure if I believe in GodBut because you still aliveHe got me praying that the spiritual is realSo I can be a part of you still, my pops was killed tooSo I know how part of you feelsMaybe you hate me, maybe you miss me, maybe you spite meLife goes in cycles, maybe you'll date a nigga just like meI hope not, I'm tired of dope spotsAnd fiends that smoke rocks, I've seen far too many niggas hopes rotI'm writing this because me and the devil had a danceNow I see death around the corner, apologizing in advanceDon't know if I ever had a chanceAt a glance I'm a failure, addicted to pushing paraphernaliaBut Daddy had dreams once, my eyes had a gleam onceInnocence disappeared by the age of eight yearsMy Pops shot up, drug relatedMama addictedSo Granny raised me in projects where thugs was hangingBlood was staining the concreteOlder niggas I loved talked like they was above maintaining a time sheetThat slow money, picked up the family businessBy the age of thirteen, six years later was handed sentenceRound the same time is when you came in this worldMe and your mama thinking, what the fuck we naming this girl?I told her Nina, the prettiest name that I could think ofFor the prettiest thing my eyes had ever seenI was nineteen, took me two felonies to see the trap, this crooked ass system set for meAnd now I fear it's too late for me to ever be the one that set examples that was never set for meI'm living fast, but not fast enough cause karma keeps on catching up to meAnd if my past becomes the death of me, I hope you understand
For your eyes do you understandFor your eyes do you understand meFor your eyes do you understandFor your eyes do you understand meFor your eyes do you understandFor your eyes do you understand meFor your eyes do you understandFor your eyes do you understand me
It's several ways I could've went out, too many to countWas it the trigger happy crackers that the badges give cloutWas it the young niggas, blasting frustrated cause the cash running outNiggas don't know how to act in a droughtSee baby girl I realized, my definition of a real nigga was skewedMy views misshaped by new mixtapesThat confirmed the shit I learned in the streets was trueThat real niggas don't speak when they beef with youThey just pull up on your street, let the heat achooAnd if a real nigga hungry he gon' eat your foodI was a fool, spent all my time ducking school, ducking copsDucking rules, hugging blocks that don't love youI pray you find a nigga with goals and point of viewsMuch broader than the corner, if not it's gon' corner youInto a box, where your son don't even know his popsAnd the cyclical nature of doing time continuesMy worst fear is one day that you come home from school and see your father face while hearing 'bout tragedy on newsI got the strangest feeling your Daddy gonna lose his life soonAnd sadly if you're listening now it must mean it's trueBut maybe there's a chance that it's notAnd this album remains locked in a hard drive like valuable jewelsAnd I can teach you this in person like I'm teaching you to tie your own shoesI love you and I hope to God I don't lose youFor your eyes only
For your eyesFor your eyes onlyFor your eyesFor your eyes onlyFor your eyes do you understand
One day your daddy called me, told me he had a funny feelingWhat he'd been dealing with lately, he wasn't tellingI tried to pick his brains, still he wasn't revealingBut I could feel the sense of panic in his voice and it was chillingHe said "Jermaine, I knew you since we was children I never asked for nothingWhen times was hard I never had discussions with you begging you to help meI dealt with the repercussions of my actionsI know you tried to steer me 'way from that shitBut that shit was in my blood, you know my lifeI know your Momma nigga, send my loveIn case I never get a chance to speak againI won't forget the weekends spent sleeping at your cribThat's the way I wished my family livedBut my granny crib was in the 'jectsI had to interject like, "Nigga what you talking 'bout? Fuck is you getting at?"He said "Listen, I got no time to dive into descriptionsBut I've been having premonitions, just call it visions from the other sideI got a feeling I won't see tomorrow, like the time I'm living on is borrowedWith that said the only thing I'm proud to say I was a fatherWrite my story down and if I pass go play it for my daughter when she readyAnd so I'm leaving you this record for your eyes only, don't you ever scratch or disrespect itThis perspective is a real one, another lost Ville sonI dedicate these words to you and all the other childrenAffected by the mass incarceration in this nationThat sent your pops to prison when he needed educationSometimes I think this segregation would've done us betterAlthough I know that means I would never be brought into this world'cuz my daddy was so thrilled when he found him a white girl to take back to Jonesborough with'lil Zach and Cole World barely one years old, now it's thirty years later making sure the story's toldGirl your daddy was a real nigga, not 'cuz he was coldNot because he was the first to get some pussy twelve years oldNot because he used to come through in the Caddy on some voguesNot because he went from bagging up them grams to serving O'sNah your daddy was a real nigga, not 'cos he was hardNot because he lived a life of crime and sat behind some barsNot because he screamed fuck the law, although that was trueYour daddy was a real nigga 'cuz he loved you"For your eyes only
HeyNiggas be dying on the dailyIt seems my dreams faded for far too long, the consequences deadlyCan't visualize myself as nothing but a criminalControl the block, serving up rocks and stay subliminalCause young niggas is hard headed, they letting offFull of adrenaline, ignorant to what death can causeAin't no coming back, family dressed in blackPlus it's hot now, the cops outside it's hard to flip a packAnd my daughter gotta eat, her mama be stressing me like I ain't the one who put them Jays on her feetLike I ain't out in the field like thatI might be low for the moment but I will bounce backDespite the charges, back to the wall I fight regardless, Screaming "fuck the law", my life is lawlessThat's what you call itAin't got to be no psychic to see this is like the farthest thing from heavenThis is hell and I don't mean that hyperbolicI try to find employment even if the swiper chargelessBut these felonies be making life the hardestResisting the temptation to run up and swipe a walletOr run up on your yard, snatch your daughter bike and pawn itThat's why I write this sonnetIf the pressure get too much for me to take and I breakPlay this tape for my daughter and let her know my life is on itLet her know my life is on it(For your eyes)Let her know my life is onFor your eyes only
For your eyes do you understandFor your eyes do you understand meFor your eyes do you understandFor your eyes do you understand meFor your eyes do you understandFor your eyes do you understand meFor your eyes do you understandFor your eyes do you understand me
You're probably grown now so this song'll hit youIf you're hearing this unfortunately means that I'm no longer with youIn the physical, not even sure if I believe in GodBut because you still aliveHe got me praying that the spiritual is realSo I can be a part of you still, my pops was killed tooSo I know how part of you feelsMaybe you hate me, maybe you miss me, maybe you spite meLife goes in cycles, maybe you'll date a nigga just like meI hope not, I'm tired of dope spotsAnd fiends that smoke rocks, I've seen far too many niggas hopes rotI'm writing this because me and the devil had a danceNow I see death around the corner, apologizing in advanceDon't know if I ever had a chanceAt a glance I'm a failure, addicted to pushing paraphernaliaBut Daddy had dreams once, my eyes had a gleam onceInnocence disappeared by the age of eight yearsMy Pops shot up, drug relatedMama addictedSo Granny raised me in projects where thugs was hangingBlood was staining the concreteOlder niggas I loved talked like they was above maintaining a time sheetThat slow money, picked up the family businessBy the age of thirteen, six years later was handed sentenceRound the same time is when you came in this worldMe and your mama thinking, what the fuck we naming this girl?I told her Nina, the prettiest name that I could think ofFor the prettiest thing my eyes had ever seenI was nineteen, took me two felonies to see the trap, this crooked ass system set for meAnd now I fear it's too late for me to ever be the one that set examples that was never set for meI'm living fast, but not fast enough cause karma keeps on catching up to meAnd if my past becomes the death of me, I hope you understand
For your eyes do you understandFor your eyes do you understand meFor your eyes do you understandFor your eyes do you understand meFor your eyes do you understandFor your eyes do you understand meFor your eyes do you understandFor your eyes do you understand me
It's several ways I could've went out, too many to countWas it the trigger happy crackers that the badges give cloutWas it the young niggas, blasting frustrated cause the cash running outNiggas don't know how to act in a droughtSee baby girl I realized, my definition of a real nigga was skewedMy views misshaped by new mixtapesThat confirmed the shit I learned in the streets was trueThat real niggas don't speak when they beef with youThey just pull up on your street, let the heat achooAnd if a real nigga hungry he gon' eat your foodI was a fool, spent all my time ducking school, ducking copsDucking rules, hugging blocks that don't love youI pray you find a nigga with goals and point of viewsMuch broader than the corner, if not it's gon' corner youInto a box, where your son don't even know his popsAnd the cyclical nature of doing time continuesMy worst fear is one day that you come home from school and see your father face while hearing 'bout tragedy on newsI got the strangest feeling your Daddy gonna lose his life soonAnd sadly if you're listening now it must mean it's trueBut maybe there's a chance that it's notAnd this album remains locked in a hard drive like valuable jewelsAnd I can teach you this in person like I'm teaching you to tie your own shoesI love you and I hope to God I don't lose youFor your eyes only
For your eyesFor your eyes onlyFor your eyesFor your eyes onlyFor your eyes do you understand
One day your daddy called me, told me he had a funny feelingWhat he'd been dealing with lately, he wasn't tellingI tried to pick his brains, still he wasn't revealingBut I could feel the sense of panic in his voice and it was chillingHe said "Jermaine, I knew you since we was children I never asked for nothingWhen times was hard I never had discussions with you begging you to help meI dealt with the repercussions of my actionsI know you tried to steer me 'way from that shitBut that shit was in my blood, you know my lifeI know your Momma nigga, send my loveIn case I never get a chance to speak againI won't forget the weekends spent sleeping at your cribThat's the way I wished my family livedBut my granny crib was in the 'jectsI had to interject like, "Nigga what you talking 'bout? Fuck is you getting at?"He said "Listen, I got no time to dive into descriptionsBut I've been having premonitions, just call it visions from the other sideI got a feeling I won't see tomorrow, like the time I'm living on is borrowedWith that said the only thing I'm proud to say I was a fatherWrite my story down and if I pass go play it for my daughter when she readyAnd so I'm leaving you this record for your eyes only, don't you ever scratch or disrespect itThis perspective is a real one, another lost Ville sonI dedicate these words to you and all the other childrenAffected by the mass incarceration in this nationThat sent your pops to prison when he needed educationSometimes I think this segregation would've done us betterAlthough I know that means I would never be brought into this world'cuz my daddy was so thrilled when he found him a white girl to take back to Jonesborough with'lil Zach and Cole World barely one years old, now it's thirty years later making sure the story's toldGirl your daddy was a real nigga, not 'cuz he was coldNot because he was the first to get some pussy twelve years oldNot because he used to come through in the Caddy on some voguesNot because he went from bagging up them grams to serving O'sNah your daddy was a real nigga, not 'cos he was hardNot because he lived a life of crime and sat behind some barsNot because he screamed fuck the law, although that was trueYour daddy was a real nigga 'cuz he loved you"For your eyes only
