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| Infinite Miscellaneous Take A Look Verse 1 Dem outlaws was born to break laws and felonies Deh got an empty gates in da town, deh run it steadily To all my money makers cross town dissemble funds and put the pieces back together Tryin' to drunk one another Case thrown out, storm da courtroom, uniforms and three piece suits From bail putting up houses and loot, he walkin' I heard him talking to his partner Hawkins about his way of livin' Faces of death He's runnin' with this older kid from around Mount Olive and Silverstone Deh stack mad gats in da ceilin' at his baby mom's home These narc's are watchin' us Undercovers on the rooftop Prepared and bullet proofed up Jurassic blowin' cruisers up fatal They got us trapped under this negative force Some try to find a way out but no doubt some make it out Some learnin' from their own mistakes So take this negative and turn it into positive Whether you what to listen is your prerogative. Chorus Take a look through my eyes and you'll see what I see ENVY Take a look through my eyes and you'll see what I see JEALOUSY Take a look through my eyes and you'll see what I see LUST Take a look through my eyes and you'll see what I see HATE Verse 2 Kick off da top lock and run in dat Get to the point Don't let him get the upper hand he's gamblin' with pare man Told this kid thought he was quick, he drew but shot last Blood on my mask This other youth was tryin' to run for da door And picked up one in his back and collapsed Matter of fact my main concern was for somebody grab dis I used my sleeve to wipe the money off the table flood it all in one bag Deh takin' rings to bracelets and found coke inside da bin Bit now deh takin too long, deh inside and laverishin' Come on it's time we make a move so let's bounce from this apartment Fly down the staircase But now deh tarin' down the place wisely Don't want a bate up situation therefore So when we get to the west we sharin' out mines what's yours is yours Beast boys come out at late night so don't speed Ah yo a cruiser cuts us off to try ta make his way to the crime scene. Chorus Verse 3 Now in closin' you done know he should never brag for real Come on you know that Remember who can hear they must feel But word out on the streets is that you robbin' mad peep's And now it's getting bad to worse because it's getting too far From front page to stolen cars narcs deh know who you are We gotta meet him then tie him up and drive him real far Then we separate his body chop it up for the cause Dem outlaws, breakin' in and out of gun store Only you can understand spottin' shells on the floor Ay yo it's far from a threat, faces of death, there's nothin' left It's far from a threat faces of death there's nothin' left. Chorus x 2 Outro |
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