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lirik lagu eyeball – seedy

[verse]
no shirt, no shoes, no problems, everybody’s got ’em
but i don’t really got ’em, maybe we should rob him
you robbing but i’m batman, so go and bring that back man
why the h-ll you laughing, these jokers live in gotham
and i’m up in the clouds, not coming down
shutting your mouth, nothing but frowns
stunting around, running the town
i’m loving the verbs, you loving the nouns
lights, camera, action, back to fundamentals
everybody’s dope until you playing instrumentals
come on now just rap, what you know about that?
in the spotlight, where you spot-write
and the beat play and you’re not quite
ready to spit, adrenaline hits, time to lay your dopest sh-t
they can’t ever see me cause i’m standing where the focus is
fortune isn’t having a mil, fortune might be having a meal
i wouldn’t know, i wouldn’t say, fortune isn’t having a deal
they just said they’ve been hot, maybe cause my skin’s not
but i’ve been known to leave a g shocked like a wristw-tch
city live in maryland, city full of aliens
i just want to clash two bars like barbarians
i don’t mess with hoes, that don’t mess with flows
if you ain’t at the shows, then i ain’t taking off your clothes
it’s 1, 2, 3, 4, ladies want to see more
man, i’m feeling lucky finna blow up like some c4
so catch me in the parking lot lighting up a camel
a tee shirt, no pants, sungl-sses, and my sandals
and i’m so unknown, but my raps are all that
you like beats over words, you know what i call that
i call it schemes and industry, girlfriend she ain’t into me
put kid into you kidding me, closed eyes when you kissing me
hungry with no appet-te, wonder if i’m rapping right
come and show me love, now i’m higher than a satellite
they double dribble, oh yeah, welcome to the new school
told ’em that i ball, yeah i ball like your pupil
one day the whole world is gonna be listening
and girls think they fly well maybe they unzipping it
i swat ’em out the air, i don’t really care
all they talk is b-ss, i just keep up with the snare
my headphones loud, my heartbeat louder
my life in the words, my shows still crowded
i’m away in the clouds, i’ma let ’em judge me
there’s no in between, you hate me or you love me
purple is the color, i grew up in baltimore
people put they hands up, i’m feeling like an officer

- seedy

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