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3rd eye - ‘99 lyrics

joel3rd:

[verse:]
yeah yeah
joel3rd
like skate said “let’s go!”

a+b+c+d, 1+2 stepping
man move fearless keep no weapon
sweet not lemon, juicy like melon
good vibes repping, quartz on my necklace gems they glisten
knowledge in my noggin i suggest you better listen
how i manifest this ain’t shooting star wishing
smudged in lipstick from goddess kissing
outer sp+ce dipping on an interstellar mission
i had to take a tab just so i could see the vision
i felt unity so tell me what’s division?
subtraction and addition the code is еncrypted
i’m soul food dishing, cooking with no kitchen
siya hit me up said “bro i bе whipping, you down for a linking?”
simply said “yes bro” no time for thinking, ever since 21 i feel different
something in the waters i suspect what i’m drinking
sirens in the doobie can’t stop it from stinking
sand ain’t quick but boy i be sinking
time move fast please refrain from blinking
catch me on a mountain i be hiking with my kindred
of course ke morena so i’m next for the kingship
triple 4 ascension, i’m chosen no election
my guru gave me lessons to dissipate the tension
conversations with god i’m talking to my reflection
channel higher power like a poltergeist possession
3rd.eye so sharp i see intention
started meditating way back in detention
i was soul searching when i was out binging
had my mama vexed everyday she be cringing
swerving from the jakes i ain’t want no collision
so when i’m at the plug i don’t turn off the ignition
when i’m on the mic keep the hooks i ain’t fishing
my lyric and diction hard to believe like i’m preaching superstition
the industry monotonous like monochrome pictures
all the same thing “chase b+tches get riches”
they just telling fables life is so fictitious
so cuddly so soft, n+ggas just ain’t viscous
would you buy a farm or take a trip to mauritius?
delicious…
dead.eye:

[verse:]
champagne wishes, loyalty in my business
55 is the chef the mpc is his kitchen
ain’t one to be snitchin, lost my inhibitions
respect the code to see the vision, to flow is my decision
it’s so ironic the man behind the bars is the prisoner
but that’s the time when i’m free to be me, feel the fission
deadeye the good guy or mortician, psyche splitting
still high key spitting, find me sipping
henny on the rocks with jenny from the block
joel3rd sent the verse woke me up from the mourning
wearing all black the mind cloud started storming
at church paid respect took the casket from the he+rs+
uh i shred the beef down to taco meat
if you ain’t got cred stay the f+ck from the streets
pretty flacco with the heat, you ain’t got active with the sheets
your songs like acid drops into stapled eyelids
i stand with my bro fugazes stay divided
breaking ground with the hustle undercover with my muscle
it ain’t easy to be me, i add the greaze to the track
three degrees to the act, there are drillers in the pack
cut you up, all the stitches look the thriller jacket back
in the booth blacking out off the haze and the yac
eyes are dead behind the vintage shades
poison darts lighting up the winter days
it was sierra last time
196 bars of what was on my mind
whack artists getting streams
i’m more the tsunami way i take it to extremes
de niro with the heat
put on my person suit and it’s tearing at the seams
everybody getting sick i’m like the cause of the curse
at the corner look alert could spin your jaw on reverse
could charm the drawers off the skirt, keep the draw pure from dirt
4 gs in the merc, ain’t pull the hood if observed
heartless so i’m never getting hurt
life could pull the fast one any day so absurd
from the place where you get outlined in chalk
if you loud with the talk but not proud with the walk
i’ve been making deals with fate and struck a bargain with the judge
would you rather feel the hate or have to take the fake love

- 3rd eye lyrics

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