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young noble & deuce deuce - eyez open lyrics

[verse 1: young n0ble]
one, two, one two
young n+o+b ali and the homie deuce deuce
back at it again, they was fiendin’ for the flow
actin’ like crack addicts again
i done came along way from sellin’ three for twenty+five
on the block with red top, gb thirty+five
i was only fourteen, goin’ on forty+five
whippin’ a stolen car, where we learned how to drive
against all odds, they don’t want us to survive
they wanna see you starve so they feed you with lies
sellin’ you a dream in reality a nightmare
my government a gang, h+ll nah they don’t fight fair
‘head of my time, i’m young with gray hair
seen it all twice, so the message is clear
bring life to a track like ear
you ain’t gotta search for the truth, i’m right here n+gga

[chorus]
they say it’s hard to stop, someone that knows where they goin’
guided by the light, i can do this blindfolded
blinded by the shine it’s the knowledge that’s golden
only a few chosen, the third eye’s open
it’s hard to stop someone that knows where they goin’
guided by the light, i can do this blindfolded
blinded by the shine it’s the knowledge that’s golden
only a few chosen, the third eye’s open

[verse 2: tray deee]
as a preteen to see a g steered my path
wasn’t turnin’ down sh+t, and never feared to blast
f+ck jumped in, i stumped in and went all gas
made insane name rang, got sh+t on smash
east side, we ride, like the tour de france (non stop)
bunch of roguish street soldiers, now we goons with guap
black hearted, jack artist, on the move to the top
my credential still official, so i’m movin’ my block
street villain, d+dealin’, she’d live in to death
stone locs, chrome spokes, homie this is the west (coast)
n+ggas is fresh, pretty b+tches, flip ’em and jet
enemies press, snitches get kisses of death
big time, gettin’ mine, i ain’t givin’ a mad f+ck
zag up in the jag’ and ain’t pullin’ my pants up (for what?)
pig yelled “freeze!” i ain’t puttin’ my hands up (why)
’cause they k!llin’ n+ggas in and out of them handcuffs
+gunshot+

[chorus: young n0ble]
they say it’s hard to stop, someone that knows where they goin’
guided by the light, i can do this blindfolded
blinded by the shine it’s the knowledge that’s golden
only a few chosen, the third eye’s open
it’s hard to stop someone that knows where they goin’
guided by the light, i can do this blindfolded
blinded by the shine it’s the knowledge that’s golden
only a few chosen, the third eye’s open

[verse 3: deuce deuce]
shorty wanna be a thug, gun and a sack of drugs
streets watch him eat him up
o.g.’s re him up, short with they bread, watch ’em heat him up
he ain’t knowin’ eyes ain’t open, it like he blindfolded
don’t know what way he goin’ right or left
’til his last breath and he outta here, h+ll yeah
they bustin’ out of fear, yo n0be, all across the globe
bangin’ this outlaw sh+t, hand on my d+ck
other on a clip, labeled a son of a b+tch
mama ain’t no b+tch (nah) she got some thug in her
the devil love sinners (yup) crack heads and drug dealers (uh huh)
repeated offenders, cops smother blocks tremendous
detectives relentless, got n+ggas hoppin’ fences
runnin’ for they lives, eyes in the sky
can’t hide, doors gettin’ kicked off the hinges
everybody face down, you and your misses
my eyes stay’ open i can’t miss sh+t
’cause n+ggas is grimey, slimey
move and blind me, i let my signs guide me
my third eye wide, ’cause most is liars until my time expire
torch, we gon’ carry the sh+t

[verse 4: bad azz]
it’s so sad
we barely makin’ it, it’s like a holocaust
we rarely make it here, (pew pew pew) the cops’ll shoot us down
we on the news tonight (no) every time they win we just losin’ life
the sign says black lives matter, but we can’t tell by the way
the way they did sandra
and my day is lookin’ really freddie gray
’cause they ain’t even give a chance to oscar grant
they’ve been shootin’ us down, like we some animals
they got paperwork, that label us as animals
the right license you can hunt yourself a negro (no)
k!ll a woman, k!ll a kid, get a trophy for it (no)
they make the rules what the f+ck is you votin’ for? (god no)
just keep a whole lot of faith and pray jehova saw
and know that god is the key for you to open doors
way up in heaven sew the pain from all these open sores
it’s just a sacrifice we make to take our soul to glory
these are the pages from a book about a soldiers story
generations will know the truth, that’s why we told the story
this is a legacy i’m handin’ you, just hold it for me!
this is a legacy i’m handin’ you, just hold it for me!
this is a legacy i’m handin’ you, just hold it for me!
this is a legacy i’m handin’ you, just hold it for me!
this is a legacy i’m handin’ you, just hold it for me!

- young noble deuce deuce lyrics

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