Prodigal Sunn - Can I See You lyrics

[Intro: Hell Razah] Grand Know what I'm sayin Even though I don't see you, Know what I'm sayin My n***as in jail, knowhatimsayin? I still got my eyes on you, word up Knowhatimsayin? another chapter [Hell Razah] Yo, you couldn't see me with a telescope Worse than cancer smoke; your antidote Give me the remote, turn them off I'll let my album melt your a** to a cross, crucifixion Camouflaged for the mission, use your third eye To see the Israelite, detect those who tell lies I see you magnified, I blend with the sunrise Burn your enterprise, today husbands and wives Become Bonnie and Clyde, carry .45s in these last days In times, same sh** inside or outside Tales of the dark side, we still among minds Keep the strong in the jail cells, the countdown for hell Use the truth or you bail, let my words be the brail For the blind who can't see us, like Black Jesus Caesars, try to seize us, we spot them like cheaters And turn them into believers [Beretta 9] Yo, I was born to survive, a soldier and I strive With a duty to civilize these 85's In their streets is a wiseman, an original black man With a plan to run these devil's off my motherf**in land Unless you were close, when I strained the operation Yo, check the first to tool, when I guide to guard your nation For this military attack, surrender L's; draw back Beretta take the point on this Sunz Of Man war track I burn them like trick-alls, while weak brothers went AWOL This new born god, and I'mma hold my life so hard These fool keep their intentions, I destroy your intentions For instance, we talkin this sh** with no resistence [Chorus x4: Prodigal Sunn] The gods stay camouflaged [Prodigal Sunn] Yo, remember, I think it was September or November A cold winter, I heard you got bagged and murdered Informed by my n***a Glock, the observer He told me, all about the f**ed up Remember for a minute, shouldn't understand Then again, I understood good sh** is rough in the hood Before I knew, I was a Sun Of Man Kept a gun in hand, stalking the land Back and forth to the island If it wasn't for the knowledge of self I wouldn't have been seen dead Ashes in the base sittin on the shelf As the years went, became intelligent to the nonsense Than instead of livin like a sandwich, I can vanish [Chorus x4] [Outro: Prodigal Sunn] All my people locked down for possessions Word up, my n***a Islord knocked up in Harlemtin I see you when you come home From Crowns Hights, to Red Hook Bedstuy, Brownsville, Fort Green Word up to whole Brooklyn Keep ya head up, one to yourself My n***a Michael, Big Bo from Red Hook We comin to get you Knockin down walls, comin to get you