Текст песни Eyes - Homeboy Sandman

Time and space wrinkles
It gets deeper than my face wrinkles
So many time zones time slows
Till I'm a dinosaur
With my name all around the connoisseur tonsils
I've taken everything this city has to give at last
All that's left to do is hibernate and build muscle mass
This shit's like living in a fuckin cave
This shit's like living in a fuckin cage
You could leave me out of your loop
Black, brown, poor
I'm not trying to be part of your group
So save the lecture and the swearing
'Cause I don't care, about how you feel about me not caring
The magic of my maturation
All the ig'nance just figments of my imagination
I represent the ascent from suspended animation
Sun
YOU SEEN 'EM ON THEY WAY UP
AND START BELIEVING THEY HOT
BUT THAT DON'T MEAN THAT THEY US
I SEEN IT ALL IN THEY EYES
Instead of being in witness protection
I'm in abundance or my budding skully collection
In pajamas at jobs that I don't juggle
When there's trouble I go to the no huddle
You wouldn't be the first to try and burst my bubble
But I'm still in the clouds just like the bear that sells Snuggle
Except the bear is in a Bear bubble
Peep the bear
Pair of supple breasts on his beard stubble
I stay in the zone
I don't swim with sharks
I float and they're just smart enough to leave me alone
I used to be the one that wanted people's hands to clap
People all up on me like I sat in front the transit map
Now I keep it low key like a baritone
Remind me of the time I got some pussy while my parents home
Just trying to get a nut and go unnoticed
Anything beyond that is a bonus
YOU SEEN 'EM ON THEY WAY UP
AND START BELIEVING THEY HOT
BUT THAT DON'T MEAN THAT THEY US
I SEEN IT ALL IN THEY EYES
Do what I gots ta
Like to send s shout out to my instagram impostor
Being a faker is nothing to get props fa
But at least you're not a fake ass mobster
At least you're not a fake ass poser
Fake ass posture
Buffalo soldier
Dreadlock rasta
Heart of America
Set up on the ventricles
Laid up on the atrium
Hop up off the testicles
I give thanks
The glass isn't half empty or half full
It's all drank
A lesson to the fast women
Sosa's waiting in the lab, don't be waiting till the last minute
Pocket mad mints at the bistro
The sergeant ran prints right after the freak show
After we ran sprints I always hit the free throw
I'm boy sand sweetie
YOU SEEN 'EM ON THEY WAY UP
AND START BELIEVING THEY HOT
BUT THAT DON'T MEAN THAT THEY US
I SEEN IT ALL IN THEY EYES