Example, Sway Dasafo, Doc Brown - Eye to Eye lyrics

[Example, Sway Dasafo, Doc Brown - Eye to Eye lyrics]

You and me don't see eye to eye anymore
You don't even breathe, neither do I anymore
 more maybe you should leave to the night
'cause I'm sure
You and me don't see eye to eye anymore, more

Some people to people
Not seeing pupil to pupil
Ain't seeing iris to iris
They're being futile and brutal
Like Cyrus, the virus
A little chance they might shoot you
So give 'em laser removal
The whole kit and kaboodle
As I sit here with my pen and I doodle
Thinking 'bout how all my friendship
Group quadrupled with rupels
And tripled and doubled
Then suddenly, I'm covered in rubble
They were using me, their puppetry stumble
Back in 2012, I probably had 2012 contacts


Plus hundreds of contacts
Lets start with the long facts
My phone book was looking
Like the Yellow Pages
I was spending much of life
With so many strangers
In one year, I probably had six Ranges
And my dealer probably bought
Herself a few bracelets
Went through sick changes, yeah
The shit's crazy
All because I fell in love with 36 chambers
Who can blame us?
Always tryna copy off inspector debt
Now I sit inside my castle
Inspecting the deck
I got a sun deck, a pool deck, a food deck
Who? That you
Yeah? That little kid you bullied at school
Always acted a fool and tried to be cool
Deleted you on Facebook right as
Soon as I blew
'Cause all the bullies try and fool
You when they ask for favours
But, I'll be in Ibiza with a couple ravers
Girls, a couple flavours
On some wrong behaviour
'Til my missus landed on my lap
Became my saviour
Had a couple failures, married Miss Australia
Fell and landed on my feet
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

You and me don't see eye to eye anymore
You don't even breathe, neither do I anymore
More maybe you should leave to the
Night, 'cause I'm sure, sure
You and me don't see eye to eye anymore, more

Bruv, the journey is nuts
20 breh's upstairs, rollin' herb on the bus
Rhymin' cyphers with a lighter
We're burnin' it up
'05, slow grind, no one makin' P
Verse number 183 but where's it taking me?
Hard to show that you're a
Leader when nobody sees ya'
Low exposure, overchievers
You know the procedure
I go on believing, proverbial tree in
The forest breaking down
Did it make a sound?
Never special-guested, always second-bested
Mental health is tested
Clinically depressive
Gave myself the message
If that's what wrong with me
That's tragic comedy
Put it on stage, make it an economy
I told the world I was
A loser and they laughed
Now my garden bigger than a fuckin' park
But, I still think back to the start
Those first flows when there weren't jokes
I was dirt broke i knew Elliot in the days
Of Ready Brek and Teletext
Never knew where we'd be shellin' next
Nowadays it's a brave new environment
Just for Example, I came out of retirement
Netflix, Apple TV, BBC
I don't need to do this
I just love the music
I just love the way the beat
Reacts when I abuse it
I just love the way that you
Assume that I could lose it, foolish

You and me don't see eye to eye anymore
(Stupid)
You don't even breathe, neither do I anymore
More (Go get 'em, Sway)
Maybe you should leave to the
Night, 'cause I'm sure, sure
You and me don't see eye to eye anymore, more

Swah, fresh like I just stepped out
The shower pass the towel listen
I’ve learnt not to take anything personal
In an industry full of
Stuck up squares you’ve got to
Be verse a tile
While they where cutting shapes I
Was cutting tapes on estates
Where before you went in you
Had to circle round
I heard their doubts, but then I won
Left ‘em behind now they’re bums
Still shaking everytime I rhyme trying
To work it out (twerk)
And if you’ve made it this far into the song
Then your attention span is long enough for
Me to make this worth your while (Swah)
Listen, anything we want in this
Life we can achieve it (real talk)
It was the "I" in my piano that helped me see
This but soon as I had the key I tried
To tune in with my piers
But because they had fears
They saw my drive and tried to key it
Man, I’ve started from scratch so many times
Lost a
Couple notes and I’ve scraped so many lines
Took it back to Africa and
I scrapped so lions
I slapped Mufasa so hard that they scrapped
Simba and Kian why on earth
Would you say that when you’ve got
4 kids? There’s a science
See the kids who watch Disney
Don’t know who Walt is
We created a scene without creating
A scene there’s a silence
I ain’t asking for roses the erode quick
First single at 19 had the
Rap game covered since ‘06
But there where no Tik Toks to blow quick
I been a G before IG, live streams and 5G
Ask Poisonous Poets I’ve got the
Cure for anyone home sick
Fresh out of lock down
Alive and well my Doc’s brown
I lead my example
There ain’t a door I couldn’t knock down
I building an empire
Making use of all of these blocks now
And I don’t except Cookies
They give you crumbs I click to opt out
So whenever you see these lists about
Who isn’t and who is
In the top 10 lyricists of
Great Britain you should please
Remember this some of
The people that curate them are some of
The people that I’ve dissed by
Not submitting into their system but I’m
A teach them class dismissed, swah

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