Текст песни Pep Love - Crooked Angles
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Is it looking Good? Looking rightyou can`t see meChorusMy perspective is a bird`s eye viewMeaning you ain`t looking at me when I`m looking at youCrooked angles logged all up in my bookOf logistics tales in the places we done took itLike this shitNiggaz will do this to get attentionFlashing and flossing, fronting like they rich withNo intellectual enrichmentThey pull up to the light thinking it`s all rightAnd get their wigs splitBy the local town jackerAct the fool smack the fool with the back of the toolDoing dirt not caring who he hurt notEven unaware the gunshots came tearing through his shirtFrom one of the many people that he robbed beforeAt the same intersectionNow with his chest blown into sectionsHe realizes the wrong of his ways as a victim of one that he victimized whoDidn`t know the boys in blueWas alerted of the murder when they heard the noizePlus seen the sparks when they rushed to the sceneThe hero was still there so his ass got caughtChorusAnd my perspective is a bird`s eye viewMeaning you ain`t looking at me when I`m looking at youCrooked angles logged all up in my bookOf logistics tales in the places we done took itLike sidewaysPeddle to the medal on the highwayTrying to escape the bird of the ghettoI can`t settle for federal indictmentYou think I`m head over heelsFor fake thrillsPseudo excitement?Never gave me a bit of enlightmentBut I must be liberated to keep my life like litSo I stay smarter than the average bearWithout a boo-boo, a fuck or a careJust awareOf what`s aroundWhenever my feet touch the groundI`m mentally muscle boundWith wit, wisdomPrecision and vision and myself in prisonIsn`t it all how I`m living?ChorusSo my perspective is a bird`s eye viewMeaning you ain`t looking at me when I`m looking at youCrooked angles logged all up in my bookOf logistics tales in the places we done took itFrom over here to over thereBut sad while fearedDastardly, daring debonaireI got the master key to the game that claim is lockedBut I kick in the door with my trigger gun cockYou never knewWhat I would doTo get the revenueI`d watch `cha til I got `chaThen I`ll let it loseLike propositions, bills and lawsThey make to break y`allBut still we ballGoing all outNever the fan to fall outMy energy peeks for weeksAnd what I seek isHeight and awareness, fine tune and perceptionA slippable style with a smile - perfectionChorus x2My perspective is a bird`s eye viewMeaning you ain`t looking at me when I`m looking at youCrooked angles logged all up in my bookOf logistics tales in the places we done took ityou can`t see me