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lirik lagu eyes low – rohbee

[verse 1]
sippin imported booze, choppin it up with the crew
up in this smoke filled room, i doubt you’ll confuse
us with them other n-ggas, fronting figures
round table, so stable when we swigging liquor
get the picture? you’re on surveillance
least you could do is match my inhalants
lyrical -ssailant, dub me that
rasta from the future with a hundred stacks
of inflated franks, helium sinatra
real ethios never eat the pasta
watch for coppers, not worth a penny
herb is the word, heard we got plenty
she banging on the door like rohbee sent me
better light the saber, obi’s semi
chronomatic i’m a kami kaze on a good day
blocka blowh blowh, i’m like flocka on djembe
scratch that, buju on caribbean voodoo
tripping so hard like caribbean cruise do
but never a tourist
with purest green, think i’m a florist
eyes so low, lost in a forest
gump, never hump, grind like i’m foreign
and in fact i am
homeland never gave a d-mn
in the new world, without fam
sp-cing out here like, ah d-mn

[hook]
eyes low, open my mind though, head like a light show
spiral outta control
on acid just laughing (x2)

[verse 2]
young rohbee tafari
lost in a westerner safari
might lose myself to hari-kari
if i ever stressed about tomorri
never call i talking bout the herb
feds on the line tracking every word
it might occur, but so it goes
you could k!ll a king, but can’t take his throne
in my zone, closer to jah
bumping that dancehall, reggae, ska
supply, re-up, and i’m feeling so good
buy a one way, man i swear i would
should, could, but until then
spot smelling like good keef and gin
take shorty where she been
diving in the liquor hope she can swim
but if not i can teach ya
girl so bad without a visa
leaving chicks like mona lisa
emotionless, paint soul seekers
life like a movie, switch up the language, move djibouti
with a couple cuties, a little exotic
all starts with the mix on tonic
hooked on phonics when we started touching
vodka got us both speaking russian
nothing to me, i’m destined to be
seeing life through the eyes of a f-cked up me
look through peripheral, mind is scriptural, often cyclical, high
i’m at my pinnacle, often cynical, never digital, life

[bridge]
i’m spinnin and sinnin, on gin and whateva
come down, i’ll never, the high road feel better
i’m spinnin and sinnin, on gin and whateva
come down, i’ll never, the high road feel better

[hook]

- rohbee

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