Текст песни Thru These Eyes Freestyle - darius j.

Yeah
Aye
Yeah
I like this
Look, uh

The physical manifestation of pristine
Everything ain't gold that glitters
I got ice reflecting beams
Tell no bitch to hold my liquor
Women now ain't what they seem
In and out the denim quicker
Than I split when at the seams
My one objective making means by any means
Everything's subjective through these eyes
Can't tell you what I've seen
From obscene to serene, Maybelline in Celine
Kept my head as big as when I felt this wasn't just a dream
Sift through missions, Aaron goin down the line
Back when pussy was the only worry going through my mind
Back when Tae would get the quarter bags of Reggie for a dime
Now the bags he moving heavy, city never on decline
I can take you through these settings it was Junie, me and Shawn
Ceda had a double o, we pushed it all through 49
Back when lust consumed me heavy for this shorty who wasn't mine
All the drugs, the women, parties from the North into the Pine
What a time, what a time, what a time, what a time
Only moving forward now, what would I change if I'd rewind
Well for starters get the brain shorty occupying mine
Steer my sister down a different path of occupation crime

From the dirty dirty, rose from out the rural
Where you amount to nothing, took that zero made it plural
My pockets painted with the whitest of faces, a mural
Might fly out to my girl, exchange my dollars into euros
When in Rome, of many homes that she has known
Visionaries brand Medusa heads with eyes that read I'm stoned
Safe to say I paved the way and came a ways, the distance long
Please forgive me mama, digits calling I can't hear the phone
Lil Ben need a Benz for he reach the age of ten
Hard to stack my paper though when fashion eating all my ends
Takeshita Dori, Harajuku roam the streets again
Burning holes inside my pockets counting thousands out in yen
Yeah, how much money can I spend
Therapy in retail, no expense is spared throughout the details
Question do I do it for these female
Or is it done for me I guess we'll find out in the sequel
Yeah, everything's part of the sequence
Transparent frequent to circumvent any pretense
Never been the type to drop frequencies where I pretend
Authenticity in these verses in which I present
Keep it modest, tasteful flexes within reason
Shorty right beside me as I write this down and barely decent
It's the little things in life that keep you up when down and cheesing
View the world all through these eyes
It's how I've seen it as of recent

Yeah