Eyes Up Lyrics by Slum Village

Eyes Up Lyrics

    Fake niggas, talkin shit about me and my click
    What to do, what to do, what to do?
    Keep ya eyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyes up
    Where you at, where you at, where you at
    C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon
    Keep ya eyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyes up

    Baatin(jay dee)
    T3, keep yourself, respect allah
    Jay dee, don't do no parties for free no lie (aight)
    Baatin levatatin up in the sky
    Sv, got they eyes on the prize well uh,
    Sv, got they eyes on the prize well uh,
    Sv, sv huh, uh

    (baatin)
    One on one, havin some fun, in my master suite
    Two is better than one, lets make it a master piece
    You love it when my crew say we from the d
    You love it when my crew say we work for apathy
    I hate it when these motherfuckers player hate me
    Motor-bot, the executioner of wack emcees
    Motorbot makin sure niggas is casualties
    Juggernaut, you can say my crew will never be soft
    Sv, we the type of crew that never fall off

    Eyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyes up
    Where you at, where you at, where you at
    C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon
    Eyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyes up
    Baatin(jaydee)
    Jay dee, don't do no parties for free no lie (aight)
    Jay dee, don't do no parties for free no lie (aight)
    Jay dee, don't do no parties for free no lie (i said aight)
    Where you at, where you at, where you at
    C'on, c'on

    Jay dee (eminem's voice from a dj cut)
    Say, (h-, huh)
    My jam knocks, we knockin motherfuckers out they damn socks
    Remastered it's the s of the pad lock
    Been makin money, i been had a fat knot
    Been loopin up the shit to make ya head nod
    You say (wh-,what) my jam knocks
    You can hear me coming off the damn blocks
    Since a kid i aint never played wit damn blocks
    And i was never ever known to cock block
    Like jealous niggas that must wanna get socked
    Them niggas make me wanna cop a damn glock
    You say, say, say (huh) my jam knocks
    These ladies know, jay, can make the bed rock
    Be hittin like bam bam, in bed rock
    Compare the s to gators (navigators) we them big blocks
    We stir fry mutherfuckers like a damn wop
    Rock and rule niggas like my man mop
    So when my band rocks, watch the bands flop
    You say (h-huh) my jam knocks
    You can say the s is the soul shock
    The soul shot known to make 'em shell shocked
    When devinous cats used to pop locks
    I steal, when i used to pop locks
    The s twist shit up like a dred lock
    You say (h-huh) my jam knocks
    You say (w-what) my jam knocks
    So keep ya

    Eyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyes up
    Where you at, where you at, where you at
    C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon
    Eyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyes up

    Baatin(t3)

    T3, keep yourself, respect allah (aight)
    T3, keep yourself, respect allah (aight)
    T3, keep yourself, respect allah (aight)

    (t3)
    It's like again y'all
    Uh huh, uh huh, one, two
    It's like again y'all
    Uh huh, uh huh, one, two
    It's like makin money's critical
    Rhyme written, lyrical
    Some emcees will never know
    What we keep on giving and
    Makin music beautiful, and we keep delivering
    Y'all niggas to the fall
    And i aint forgivin it, i should do some ill sh, like, like
    Break your ligaments, then you would be feelin shit
    Known to be doing shit, and if you do some shit
    Know who you fuckin wit
    Never fuck around with the click
    Don't fuck around wit the click
    You might get ya melon split
    Uh huh, again y'all, uh huh, one, two
    It's like uh huh, again y'all, uh huh, one, two, it's like

    Chorus

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