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Текст песни Mathematics f Eyes Low - Juscantluv

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[Intro: Eyes Low]Yeah, Eyes Low, my man Pazz up in hereMad Man Rem, I`mma lay it down, you know how we isArch Nemy, heh, I`m holdin` this for the night, feel meHuh, let `em know, hit `em[Eyes Low]I`m ain`t livin` in the past, I`m livin` the presentLike a ribbon on a present, when deliverin` this smashCount figures on my stash, weapon on my waistCool expression on my face, brown liquor in my glassStop scheemin` like you want it, `for I give you what askCuz no one sweep us down, to put a nephew in his placeI`mma red you in the space, stick him in the trashJust a victim of a crash, when I left him in a raceNow let`s get back to the cash, ruinin` careersAnd as long as you don`t know me, I`ve been doin` this for yearsSo bump homo herbs, with lo-lo words, we strappedMinolo birds on dodo birds, we packedThat fo-fo bird, that don`t throw curves, relaxin`Coco herbs, my row go swerve, reactionNow I`m back and I`m ready for warRide out, time to settle the score[Interlude: Eyes Low]Bring it on, ya`ll, hahYeah, it`s where ya`ll count me, yeah, feel meEyes Low, I`m in the bing nowBack then, get down, lay down, whateverWe clappin` niggaz off, we backin` niggaz offFeel me, man, my man Mathematics, he in there with meWe all here together, type Southside, 32nd, for life, manFeel me, dog, I`m doing it, Queens, Jamaica, babyYou know what I`m reppin`[Eyes Low]Aiyo, ya`ll rap muthafuckas better label me a problemCuz once I get stable on a label it`s a problemThe name`s Eyes Low, I`m a lyrical GodDrop knowledge, like I`m ghostwritin` lyrics for GodThe time`s up, prepare for a pain in the assLB Fam, Killa Queens, got this game in a smashThat smoke queen, sold crack, never made it to classStole whips, faded and crashed, got paper in stashEverybody wanna know if me and Vegas`ll lastYou say what you clash, haters hate, stay in the grassFaggot niggaz takin` raw dick, straight in the assWhile I`m stackin`, sippin` on Jack`s, straight in the glassMy mom`s raised me, like fuck guns, you better without itTil I got my first pistol, now I`m never without itMade the hood seem I`m real, so I`ve never been doubtedAll ya`ll trash rappin` homo niggaz, never been bout itThe chain`s surrounded, lookin` for a vet til he found itI`m the reason why your chain going, and let you sip fountainI`ve never ammounted to shit, ounces and flipsReloadin` the clip, cuz on the strip, get cheddar and countin`I`m an addict, used to live, and live to useWith a milli that ya`ll play, I never lived to use itBeen a winner since my gone day, ya`ll live to lose itAgainst the odd, my mob play against the rules, nigga[Outro: Eyes Low]Tryin` to let ya`ll know how we do, manFeel me baby, feel my world, I`m bringin` my world to you, manAlcoholics, buddha heads, real niggazHoes, prostitute, we all in it together for one ruleWe tryin` to get this paper, baby, feel my energy, GodZone off my energy, zone off meEyes Low, you know how it beThe God Mathematics, man, layin` this down2002, 2003, we takin` it there, one

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