Slum Village Eyes Up Lyrics

Fantastic, Volume 2 Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Intro
  • 2 Conant Gardens
  • 3 I Don't Know
  • 4 Jealousy
  • 5 Climax (Girl Shit)
  • 6 Hold Tighhht
  • 7 Tell Me
  • 8 What's It All About
  • 9 Fourth and Back
  • 10 Untitled (Fantastic)
  • 11 Fall-N-Love
  • 12 Get Dis Money
  • 13 Raise It Up
  • 14 CB4
  • 15 Once Upon a Time
  • 16 Players
  • 17 Eyes Up
  • 18 2 U 4 U
  • 19 Go Ladies
  • Fake *****s, talking **** about me and my click
    What to do, what to do, what to do?
    Keep ya eyes up
    Where you at, where you at, where you at
    C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon
    Keep ya hey up

    [Baatin (Jay Dee)]
    T3, keep yourself, respect Allah
    Jay Dee, don't do no parties for free no lie (alright)
    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, having 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 ************s player hate me
    Motor-bot, the executioner of wack emcees
    Motorbot making sure *****s is casualties
    Juggernaut, you can say my crew will never be soft
    SV, we the type of crew that never fall off

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

    [Baatin (JayDee)]
    Jay Dee, don't do no parties for free no lie (alright)
    Jay Dee, don't do no parties for free no lie (alright)
    Jay Dee, don't do no parties for free no lie (I said alright)
    Where you at, where you at, where you at
    See'on, see'on

    Jay Dee (eminem's voice from a Dj cut)
    Say, (h-, huh)
    My jam knocks, we knocking ************s 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 **** 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 ain't never played wit damn blocks
    And I was never ever known to **** block
    Like jealous *****s that must want to get socked
    Them *****s make me want to 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 ************s like a damn wop
    Rock and rule *****s 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 devious cats used to pop locks
    I steal, when I used to pop locks
    The S twist **** up like a dred lock
    You say (h-huh) my jam knocks
    You say (w-what) my jam knocks
    So keep ya

    Eyes up
    Where you at, where you at, where you at
    C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon
    Eyes 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 making money's critical
    Rhyme written, lyrical
    Some emcees will never know
    What we keep on giving and
    Making music beautiful, and we keep delivering
    Y'all *****s to the fall
    And I ain't forgiving it, I should do some ill sh, like, like
    Break your ligaments, then you would be feelin ****
    Known to be doing ****, and if you do some ****
    Know who you ****ing with
    Never **** around with the click
    Don't **** 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

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

    T3, keep yourself, respect Allah
    Jay Dee, don't do no parties for free no lie (alright)
    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

    Written by: James Dewitt Yancey, R.l. Altman Iii, Titus Glover
    Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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