Slaine, Termanology, Ea$y Money - Blood in My Eyes lyrics

Here we go
Yo, never trust nobody that’d get you bodied
To have your mommy tryin’
To identify the body
Same ones say they body with they set rowdy
Same ones testifyin’, they’ll make you sorry
I embody the cold and sweat and live by it
We get violent, ready to start a big riot
For my goons on the Percocet and fish diet
Full clique quick to roll up on the vic quiet
I write it for ya’ll breakin’
Night in the bog i sit and write these bars
And my nightmare’s hard
For me to see straight
When I got blood in my eyes
Blood moon color iris, my retina’s shine
And plus all I see around
Me is butter and knives
So if the devil is alive then what a surprise
I’m still paranoid
Lookin’ out the front of my ride
I’m too humble to cry but too hungry to die

Got demons stuck up inside I can’t free
(I can’t free)
I wanna keep touch with a God I can’t reach
(I can’t reach)
When I look up to the skies it can’t be
(It can’t be)
Tryin’ to stare with blood in my eyes
I can’t see (I can’t see)

I’m staring off this with paranoia and
I’m close to the edge
Too many close calls, I’m supposed to be dead
So was it God’s will or just a rosery said
By my late grandmother who was always in bed
Is it the insticts that were in
Sync with the gin drink in my cup
I don’t give a fuck all I can think
Is I can feel their eyes full of envy
The lies of a rival that’s liable to end me
I will not die ‘cause survival is in me
I got a tribe that’ll ride to defend me
I got a nine that I’ll dump ‘til it’s empty
Inside of ya eye through ya
Cut if you tempt me
I’m in the front to the entry
Where the comeback kids would eventually
Have to rise against lords with
Their eyes against Gods against
The depths of the hell where they sent me

Got demons stuck up inside I can’t free
(I can’t free)
I wanna keep touch with a God I can’t reach
(I can’t reach)
When I look up to the skies it can’t be
(It can’t be)
Tryin’ to stare with blood in my eyes
I can’t see (I can’t see)

Aspirations for rap, ain’t one of ‘em died
If ya’ll could have seen the
Bags under my eyes and took a listen
Hear my stomach rumble inside
I swear I never been on a bumpier ride
I would look my son in his
Eyes and tear up just thinkin’
If one day of hunger he died
Many nights I would mumble to God, he told me
There’s a thin line between
Being humble and pride
At some point you gotta succumb to one side
No in between son, you gotta come to one side
I felt like that kid on the verge of suicide
Who just held a gun and he cried
Hand quivering trying to put the
Gun in my eyes
Or trying to hit a target with
The sun in my eyes
Like, you gonna push everything you
Love to the side it’s a damn shame
But fuck it my brother you tried

Got demons stuck up inside I can’t free
(I can’t free)
I wanna keep touch with a God I can’t reach
(I can’t reach)
When I look up to the skies it can’t be
(It can’t be)
Tryin’ to stare with blood in my eyes
I can’t see (I can’t see)