Open Ya Eyez Open ya eyes, my lyrics are just a device There’s a rope in the sky that you try to climb Wondering where it leads, golden trumpets and pristine leaves The gate between earth and ether, the path that God let’s us believe Simple appreciation, like how we breathing from the trees There’s a hope that’s in all of us, dwindling with the times I really hope that you just see the signs Many people overdue on speaking their mental mind Many people fall aloof on reaching their goals, that’s reaping what they sow, and leaving their soul behind chorus Feels like there ain’t nothing to believe in Baby take it slow cus we cus both got the whole evening Until the morning i’ll be leaving Rags to riches, bags to dimes, the bastard life Speaking hotter than a record setting fahrenheit Peaking decibels, smoking medical reaching levels of kites Brand new heights Weaving within the fabrics of your lingerie, it’s Karma Sutra It’s lust on my noggin, rust on my bike, forced to run it’s my memory I’m jogging, or maybe take a spin through memory lane whatever suits ya There’s many options But not enough that you could walk without caution Trynna break from the mold all the time it’s exhausting I hope my tribulations amount to something that’s awesome Some times I got the beats but not the confidence to spit, so I take the lyrics and toss em Walking Life is like a box of chocolates Kicking rocks I got my speaker know I’m knocking it Open my eyes, my lyrics are just a device Please lower the price of my favorite vice Wish we could go back to childhood nights, riding a lil tike Eating broccoli and rice Feels like there ain’t nothing to believe in Baby take it slow cus we cus both got the whole evening Until the morning i’ll be leaving Sunset on a busy skyline, I’m depressed trynna clear my mind Trynna adhere my lines Do you fear my kind? The people that sleep on the grind? And never get the chance to recline But know we never decline Uphill battles with pussy fuckers, fighting felines Throwing peace signs, but at least I Meet the rap guidelines, beat the beat sideways Speaking these sine waves Spinning round the block real slow like a microwave If I might if I may, shoulda woulda coulda put the money inside of the safe And still can’t save face, feeling your grave mistakes, doing whatever it takes to figure out what is at stake Run out of state, a run on sentence, I walk it like cake I’m done with everybody that is listening to drake Done with the all music that is packaged for your predisposed plate Easily digestible, the lyrics fit for a children’s book page It’s a shame your marketed towards the same age that you would date, I’m more tame on dinner dates then eating beats, I’m full of hot takes, can never box me in like i’m stuck inside of a crawl space, Im all use and no waste, cus the instrumental don’t wait, let me spit my game and hope that you relate, I hope they bump my music from the junctions to the interstate, All this fake and snake shit I don’t participate Me and the homies and my sis caught with drugs in the whip Me being the opposite of a snitch, I lied and said I was getting drug rich But never admitting what the plug did
@@treykoita898 Lmfaoo I had a kid and lost track of time. But I actually finished it about 10 months ago. I dont know how to get in contact with the right people to release this without copyright infringement
Yo, remember back on the boogie when cats used to harmonize like Yo, my men and my women Don't forget about the dean, sirat al-mustaqim Yo, it's about a thing If ya feel real good wave your hands in the air And lick two shots in the atmosphere! It's been three weeks since you were looking for your friend The one you let hit it and never called you again 'Member when he told you he was 'bout the Benjamins? You act like you ain't hear him, then give him a little trim To begin, how you think you're really gon' pretend Like you wasn't down and you called him again? Plus, when you give it up so easy you ain't even foolin' him If you did it then, then you'd probably fuck again Talking out your neck, sayin' you're a Christian A Muslim, sleeping with the gin Now that was the sin that did Jezebel in Who you gon' tell when the repercussions spin? Showing off your ass cause you're thinkin' it's a trend Girlfriend, let me break it down for you again You know I only say it cause I'm truly genuine Don't be a hard rock when you really are a gem Baby girl, respect is just a minimum Niggas fucked up and you still defending 'em Now, Lauryn is only human Don't think I haven't been through the same predicament Let it sit inside your head like a million women in Philly, Penn It's silly when girls sell their souls because it's in Look at where you be in, hair weaves like Europeans Fake nails done by Koreans Come again, come again, come again, my friend come again Guys you know you'd better watch out Some girls, some girls are only about That thing, that thing, that thing That thing, that thing, that thing The second verse is dedicated to the men More concerned with his rims and his Timbs than his women Him and his men, come in the club like hooligans Don't care who they offend, poppin' yang (Like you got yen!) Let's stop pretend, the ones that pack pistols by they waist men Cristal by the case men, still in they mother's basement The pretty face men claiming that they be the big men Need to take care of they three or four kids And they face a court case when the child support late Money taking and heart breaking, now you wonder why women hate men The sleepy, silent men The punk, domestic violence men Quick to shoot the semen, stop acting like boys and be men How you gonna win, when you ain't right within? How you gonna win, when you ain't right within? How you gonna win, when you ain't right within? Come again, come again, come again, come again Watch out, watch out Look out, look out Watch out, watch out Look out, look out Watch out, watch out Look out, look out Watch out, watch out Look out, look out Girls you know you'd better watch out Some guys, some guys are only about That thing, that thing, that thing That thing, that thing, that thing Guys you know you'd better watch out Some girls, some girls are only about That thing, that thing, that thing That thing, that thing, that thing Girls you know you'd better watch out Some guys, some guys are only about That thing, that thing, that thing
[Intro] Yo, remember back on the Bully When cats used to harmonize like Yo, yo, my men and my women Don't forget about the deen Sirat al-Mustaqeem Yo, it's about a thing, uh, yo, yo If ya feel real good wave your hands in the air And lick two shots in the atmosphere! (Put them up, put them up) (Put them up, put them up) (Put them up, put them up) [Verse 1] It's been three weeks since you were looking for your friend The one you let hit it and never called you again 'Member when he told you he was 'bout the Benjamins? You act like you ain't hear him then give him a little trim To begin, how you think you're really gon' pretend Like you wasn't down and you called him again? Plus, when you give it up so easy you ain't even foolin' him If you did it then, then you'd probably fuck again Talking out your neck, sayin' you're a Christian A Muslim, sleeping with the jinn Now that was the sin that did Jezebel in Who you gon' tell when the repercussions spin? Showing off your ass 'cause you're thinking it's a trend Girlfriend, let me break it down for you again You know I only say it 'cause I'm truly genuine Don't be a hard rock when you really are a gem Baby girl, respect is just a minimum Niggas fucked up and you still defending 'em Now, Lauryn is only human Don't think I haven't been through the same predicament Let it sit inside your head like a million women in Philly, Penn It's silly when girls sell their souls because it's in Look at where you be in, hair weaves like Europeans Fake nails done by Koreans Come again
girl quit playing around, saying that them feelings that you had aint mutual now, so whenever you speak i dont hear a sound, cuz to me its just jibberish now,
I LOVE LAURYN HILL YEARS LATER QUEEN 😘😘😘😘😘
I like this music 😊 !
Is this a cover or from the original?
Open Ya Eyez
Open ya eyes, my lyrics are just a device
There’s a rope in the sky that you try to climb
Wondering where it leads, golden trumpets and pristine leaves
The gate between earth and ether, the path that God let’s us believe
Simple appreciation, like how we breathing from the trees
There’s a hope that’s in all of us, dwindling with the times
I really hope that you just see the signs
Many people overdue on speaking their mental mind
Many people fall aloof on reaching their goals, that’s reaping what they sow, and leaving their soul behind
chorus
Feels like there ain’t nothing to believe in
Baby take it slow cus we cus both got the whole evening
Until the morning i’ll be leaving
Rags to riches, bags to dimes, the bastard life
Speaking hotter than a record setting fahrenheit
Peaking decibels, smoking medical reaching levels of kites
Brand new heights
Weaving within the fabrics of your lingerie, it’s Karma Sutra
It’s lust on my noggin, rust on my bike, forced to run it’s my memory I’m jogging, or maybe take a spin through memory lane whatever suits ya
There’s many options
But not enough that you could walk without caution
Trynna break from the mold all the time it’s exhausting
I hope my tribulations amount to something that’s awesome
Some times I got the beats but not the confidence to spit, so I take the lyrics and toss em
Walking
Life is like a box of chocolates
Kicking rocks I got my speaker know I’m knocking it
Open my eyes, my lyrics are just a device
Please lower the price of my favorite vice
Wish we could go back to childhood nights, riding a lil tike
Eating broccoli and rice
Feels like there ain’t nothing to believe in
Baby take it slow cus we cus both got the whole evening
Until the morning i’ll be leaving
Sunset on a busy skyline, I’m depressed trynna clear my mind
Trynna adhere my lines
Do you fear my kind?
The people that sleep on the grind?
And never get the chance to recline
But know we never decline
Uphill battles with pussy fuckers, fighting felines
Throwing peace signs, but at least I
Meet the rap guidelines, beat the beat sideways
Speaking these sine waves
Spinning round the block real slow like a microwave
If I might if I may, shoulda woulda coulda put the money inside of the safe
And still can’t save face, feeling your grave mistakes, doing whatever it takes to
figure out what is at stake
Run out of state, a run on sentence, I walk it like cake
I’m done with everybody that is listening to drake
Done with the all music that is packaged for your predisposed plate
Easily digestible, the lyrics fit for a children’s book page
It’s a shame your marketed towards the same age that you would date, I’m more tame on dinner dates then eating beats, I’m full of hot takes, can never box me in like i’m stuck inside of a crawl space, Im all use and no waste, cus the instrumental don’t wait, let me spit my game and hope that you relate, I hope they bump my music from the junctions to the interstate, All this fake and snake shit I don’t participate
Me and the homies and my sis caught with drugs in the whip
Me being the opposite of a snitch, I lied and said I was getting drug rich
But never admitting what the plug did
I'm writing to this now
same I know dats right
So where is it wth it's been 5yrs!😐
@@treykoita898 🤣🤣🤣
@@treykoita898 Lmfaoo I had a kid and lost track of time. But I actually finished it about 10 months ago. I dont know how to get in contact with the right people to release this without copyright infringement
Going to make a video to this!
Yo, remember back on the boogie when cats used to harmonize like
Yo, my men and my women
Don't forget about the dean, sirat al-mustaqim
Yo, it's about a thing
If ya feel real good wave your hands in the air
And lick two shots in the atmosphere!
It's been three weeks since you were looking for your friend
The one you let hit it and never called you again
'Member when he told you he was 'bout the Benjamins?
You act like you ain't hear him, then give him a little trim
To begin, how you think you're really gon' pretend
Like you wasn't down and you called him again?
Plus, when you give it up so easy you ain't even foolin' him
If you did it then, then you'd probably fuck again
Talking out your neck, sayin' you're a Christian
A Muslim, sleeping with the gin
Now that was the sin that did Jezebel in
Who you gon' tell when the repercussions spin?
Showing off your ass cause you're thinkin' it's a trend
Girlfriend, let me break it down for you again
You know I only say it cause I'm truly genuine
Don't be a hard rock when you really are a gem
Baby girl, respect is just a minimum
Niggas fucked up and you still defending 'em
Now, Lauryn is only human
Don't think I haven't been through the same predicament
Let it sit inside your head like a million women in Philly, Penn
It's silly when girls sell their souls because it's in
Look at where you be in, hair weaves like Europeans
Fake nails done by Koreans
Come again, come again, come again, my friend come again
Guys you know you'd better watch out
Some girls, some girls are only about
That thing, that thing, that thing
That thing, that thing, that thing
The second verse is dedicated to the men
More concerned with his rims and his Timbs than his women
Him and his men, come in the club like hooligans
Don't care who they offend, poppin' yang (Like you got yen!)
Let's stop pretend, the ones that pack pistols by they waist men
Cristal by the case men, still in they mother's basement
The pretty face men claiming that they be the big men
Need to take care of they three or four kids
And they face a court case when the child support late
Money taking and heart breaking, now you wonder why women hate men
The sleepy, silent men
The punk, domestic violence men
Quick to shoot the semen, stop acting like boys and be men
How you gonna win, when you ain't right within?
How you gonna win, when you ain't right within?
How you gonna win, when you ain't right within?
Come again, come again, come again, come again
Watch out, watch out
Look out, look out
Watch out, watch out
Look out, look out
Watch out, watch out
Look out, look out
Watch out, watch out
Look out, look out
Girls you know you'd better watch out
Some guys, some guys are only about
That thing, that thing, that thing
That thing, that thing, that thing
Guys you know you'd better watch out
Some girls, some girls are only about
That thing, that thing, that thing
That thing, that thing, that thing
Girls you know you'd better watch out
Some guys, some guys are only about
That thing, that thing, that thing
I want to make a cover to this song...how do I do it the LEGAL way,!! Using the hook but my own lyrics.....
I'm no expert, but I'm pretty sure you could do it. Loads of rappers have done freestyles over other artist's beats. Not 100% sure though
You need to buy the rights to sample this song, and that’s gonna run you about a couple grand maybe more
I think as long as u don’t make it public/ release it u should be fine
What's up Tee, if you still need this track fixed, I changed the intro just a bit but I did get those skips out if you still need it.
[Intro]
Yo, remember back on the Bully
When cats used to harmonize like
Yo, yo, my men and my women
Don't forget about the deen
Sirat al-Mustaqeem
Yo, it's about a thing, uh, yo, yo
If ya feel real good wave your hands in the air
And lick two shots in the atmosphere!
(Put them up, put them up)
(Put them up, put them up)
(Put them up, put them up)
[Verse 1]
It's been three weeks since you were looking for your friend
The one you let hit it and never called you again
'Member when he told you he was 'bout the Benjamins?
You act like you ain't hear him then give him a little trim
To begin, how you think you're really gon' pretend
Like you wasn't down and you called him again?
Plus, when you give it up so easy you ain't even foolin' him
If you did it then, then you'd probably fuck again
Talking out your neck, sayin' you're a Christian
A Muslim, sleeping with the jinn
Now that was the sin that did Jezebel in
Who you gon' tell when the repercussions spin?
Showing off your ass 'cause you're thinking it's a trend
Girlfriend, let me break it down for you again
You know I only say it 'cause I'm truly genuine
Don't be a hard rock when you really are a gem
Baby girl, respect is just a minimum
Niggas fucked up and you still defending 'em
Now, Lauryn is only human
Don't think I haven't been through the same predicament
Let it sit inside your head like a million women in Philly, Penn
It's silly when girls sell their souls because it's in
Look at where you be in, hair weaves like Europeans
Fake nails done by Koreans
Come again
Conceitedcass
Obrigada!
1:22
Aulas!!!!
FREEDOM
girl quit playing around,
saying that them feelings that you had aint mutual now,
so whenever you speak i dont hear a sound,
cuz to me its just jibberish now,
O hell no
Dr. Dre .still is similar
You mean Scott Storch. That's who created it for Dre
Not really
Just fast keys