Ricky P - Eyes of the Underworld lyrics

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Ricky P - Eyes of the Underworld lyrics

Blocks want my soul, cops want me on parole So they can watch and control My activity livin in captivity Still ain't free until I see the next n***a's liberty Plan my d**h for me in your laboratory Trapped in a laboratory, you f*ggots told me My humanity, poverty eat my sanity And you rap n***as sellin fantasies I sell reality before you see it happen Closed caption, solo mashin, askin no permission So sickenin, load quickly or your soul's liftin Or maybe fallin, shots left the coffin closed Lord knows the holes left in his torso It was more so his decision Had to taste the street livin Sold coke, deal antidotes to sow blocks up So when five-o's spot us, no hot pursuit We got the scoop, n***as couldn't move this speed I think of strategies before I proceed First things first, prepare for the worst Is bound to come, fightin with n***as for crumbs Greed never made a n***a think below me I handle drug money, cops can't touch me Friskin me, hopin they get lucky Nothin on me, premeditated Predicted the interrogation Before they commenced to investigate I know the celebrate when they catch us Still n***as on stretches Paramedics make a k**in a ghetto Channel my energy to a higher level Feel the fires of the devil's hell My caliber demands a federal cell Behind bars still a threat, peep my bio on the internet FBI can't intercept my network intelligence The eyes of the underworld, what do I see? Greed, injustice, corruption, tragedy Ties to the underworld, what's expected of me? Honor, trust, guts and loyalty My knowledge is outlawed, it ain't hard to tell With distribution I'm as infamous as a drug cartel Ran by the CIA, need I say more? I'm in the game like EA Sports Harrisburg PA a force to be reckoned with Penhead the specialist in this rap sh** I ( ? ) hustle, give you trouble It ain't simple to smuggle the truth in music With the integrity of a revolution steady movin Infusin capitalism in the gameplan Fat dividends exchange hands For the n***as that's incarcerated For the injustice served in court rooms And biased arbitrations Code of silence ( ? ) nation lie the questions Swore to the k**er's oath, pray that n***as know the limit Bein too curious could be dangerous and also fatal If you saw a tornado, would you walk towards it? Of course not, the streets is scorchin hot Therefore my temperature's off the Richter Don't f** with malt liquor Unless you willin to deal with the after effects Which could be disastrous Not takin heed was the catalyst of some tragic sh** God knows my heart and that's all that counts Won't be satisfied till we all ballin out Talkin 'bout large accounts, 8 zero status Behind any number, baby, it doesn't matter If you ain't cuttin edge you ain't a f**in factor Plus these buster-a** rappers is not the answer Destined for greatness, forever we paper chasin My team's players, so they'll never be player hatin We're gettin bacon and gunshots is everyday sh** Shocked to see a man's hanco*k givin em statements Snitches get stitches and these b**hes get the Trojan Don't tell em your business cause these b**hes will sh** on ya Keep dough rollin, foldin till it's swollen Low key cat, no rap if I don't know ya Punks got me strapped, relax showin composure Young cats be blastin, you have to treat em like grown-ups Tryin to be high rollers, showin out for these hoes Top dollar fo' do's ballin out of control Hope you got your stash tucked for when your cover gets blown Black man can't have too much without the government knowin Just when you're rollin the pigs come for your head Some give em what they owe em, others run for they bed My criminal empire divide me just like a lion's teeth When we charge like ( ? ) time to listen to Malcom's speech My demeanor keep it calm not sweet When it's time to speak with action, then we talk with heat Don't get your body found washed up on a side of a beach My technique is like Gotti's, furniture made by the mahagony tree Thoughts is like a monster appearance Don't know that it's the monster they breed When I pull out I squeeze Make sure don't give you an option to breathe We heavily armed without the fatigues Swore right hand ( ? ) no need to go across seas Bin Laden's on every street corner and Sadam's under siege When it comes to guns I got more arms than the Scorpion King Poison n***as with the torturous stings See the business that the ( ? ) bring, get charged to the game Q and [Name] is my two henchmen, I'm the boss of the thing Flossin a Beam, game the drawers right off your queen They heard my flows on the street, that's how I popped on the scene Prosper move, ninja suit and packin my tool Stick up dice games on the daily's how I copped me my j**els

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