95(closemyeyes)

Feeling blinded and waking up to being able to see. Visualizing. Dreams. Sleep. :22 x 2 (fatman scoop sample) OH OH OH OH OH OH OH OH Nine five muhfucka! Get live muhfucka! Verse 1 :44 I close my eyes im visualizing the wealth See its funny how time fly when you got time for yourself who protecting my blind slide every line it was felt bringing death to the hive mind Nothing quiet is kept Whats a giant to a devil a cause without rebel The time inconsequential but the vibe is monumental That promise at ya window, the problems wit ya kinfolk Nobody is exempt from getting bodied in a limo Who the real Gods? Thru the silence hear a pin drop Dueteronomy and kill shots Thru the knowledge we get real thoughts.. Who am I to be acknowledging my product always rock , never been soft Move hard like niggas wit 2 jobs who flexin with like 2 cars and fucking with 2 broads Im too gone , my noodle like udon Eating what im cooking been saving no coupons Hook 1:28 Whoa! Get yo muthafuckin hands up! Getcha! Getcha muthafuckin hands up Verse 2. 1:51 Mm yea they say my mind different I realized these real lies so i lied in em Its a time for being kind but its not this one All them times I would try you did not listen Been deprived seeing signs that alot missing Im too thin to not notice the plot thickened Im too in it a lot closer to my limits Got few friends but my niggas is my niggas… From the belly to the graveyard How im supposed to get a face card from a day job I was really taught to spread love now I hate yall…. This aint the kind of rap thats on ya radars.. Moving at light speed Busy tryna do the right thing I aint spike lee Im over tryna figure out if bitches/women gon like me No longer tryna get the clout from niggas just like me It’s over for that