I hear y'all but don't see you niggaz Y'all just making words rhyme, y'all ain't seeing no figgas [Chorus] [Verse - Slim Thug] Y'all ain't balling,
gon speak chinese This one goes out to all the ones who ordered four chicken wings, pork fried rice and rolled dice in the hood You think this shit it's all
that who changed...bro..? That's why I don't call 'cause when I was starving You wasn't at all...around Now I gotta shut shit down Be a man pick friends all
the kitchen... Then I passed out The next thing I remember seeing was the smoke coming from the chimney I soon realized the smoke I saw was actually... Oh No! All
inside the Golden Crown For something wet to wipe away the chill that's on his bone. Seeing his reflection in the lives of all the lonely men Who reach
his cross back from the pawn shop Shocked no one can see him through his money green fog And just then he disappeared from two kids with seeing eye dogs
: In our Minds eye... Certainty All powerful Beyond blindness and fear... Confident Fused with vanity, Arrogant Propelled by scorn. Foresight Relegated
: Wait It's you And at the end of it all it's you And at the end It's you At the end of it all it's you It's you It's you At the end of it all it's you
the middle of the night Nightmares nightmares got you all a-fright [Chorus] Hope of sweet dreams I go to bed and close my eye lids Instead I'm having
: Look at me while I look at you Seeing eye to eye we can never do You try to tell me what is right I may not know a lot but I know one thing CHORUS
has come crashing down Life for you is done Look the reaper in the eye Yes, you are the one Warning lights see only red As fate is seeing green The only
: Your hangin out with him again but I don't trust him If you cherish the love then you gotta stop seeing him end of discussion What yall got in common
Touch the divine As we fall in line Can I believe When I don't trust All your theories Turn to dust I choose to hide From the all seeing eye Destroy
bird's eye, scopin with my third eye You don't understand, why you're publically banned until you recognize the writing skills of a black man Black Editor, all
from out of fire. Tears for rememberance, and tears for joy, Tears for somebody and this lonely boy. Out in the madness, the all seeing eye, Flickers
it's right. Yeah we make mistakes, and fix mistakes but never even seeing eye to eye But when the dust clears it's settled, and it's all said and done
these things just so I survive. And you know I will survive. It may look to the untrained eye, I'm sitting on my arse all day. I'm biding time until I take you all
whisky out a bizoot She's got the wings and teeth of an african bat Her middle name is Mudbone and on top of all that: Ya mama got a glass eye