With No Eyes

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Mistah F.A.B.] I was raised by the winos, man, to sip a lot Had to throw the bundle when the five-oh hit the block We all in the projects, we don't care if you rich or not Started off hustlin', sellin' weed, tryna flip the pot Shootin' dice games all night with a missing pot Mama didn't know he was grinding because he hit his rocks Dope fiend rentals, used to park 'em in a different lot Turf gun, seven niggas had the four-fifth and Glock Only thing we had in common in the projects, we was missin' Pop Hard to keep your head up, lil' daddy, when you missin' Pac Three pointers or street corners, you better not miss the shot And when you pull up wet, sittin' on candy, man, you could get the bops Posted on the spot while the time just pass us Niggas only wanted whips, we was used to the slave masters Shoot first, never worry what came after On the turf, fuck the church, we don't care 'bout that lame pastor [Chorus] You can see the pain with no eyes Listen to your soul, it never lie-ie-ie Don't know where you go when you die We just pray that it's a heaven in the sky-y-y You can see the pain with no eyes Listen to your soul, it never lie-ie-ie Don't know where you go when you die We just pray that it's a heaven in the sky-y-y [Verse 2: Mistah F.A.B.] I paint a story so vivid, your eyes see it clear Baby got killed in a drive-by, didn't see a year Lil' homie 22, got twenty years on the tier Screamed out, "Fuck the judge, I'm a thug, no tears" My notebook paint pictures, Michelangelo Used to push buggies at Safeway for some canteloupe Used to pump gas for change, me and my friends was broke Used to cut school, fuck class, we blowin' antidote Ghetto days was rough, seem like daddy gave us up You could make a million and still feel like this ain't enough Growin' up was dangerous, bruh, and you don't want to hang with us Be careful smokin' after blood, he blowin' angel dust I'm from the smaller side, it's chips on every niggas' shoulder Ice City Bear Polar, lil' homie, he a soldier Ski-masked down, he ready to lash somethin' 211 went to 187, he blast cousin [Chorus] You can see the pain with no eyes Listen to your soul, it never lie-ie-ie Don't know where you go when you die We just pray that it's a heaven in the sky-y-y You can see the pain with no eyes Listen to your soul, it never lie-ie-ie Don't know where you go when you die We just pray that it's a heaven in the sky-y-y [Verse 3: Mistah F.A.B.] We was starvin', 'frigerator ain't got shit in it Whole project building is full of Section 8 tenants I just want a scraper on 22's to scrape in it Roll and be legit as them Phillys man, with grapes in it Sittin' in the dark, we ain't pay the bill from PG&E When it get dark, my niggas hittin' all them B&E's I have rap dreams, want my video on CMC But I was sellin' bomb in the hood, no TNT We ain't have TNT, the cable was off My cousin cooked coke at granny's house, on the table was soft I'm sorry, man, we ain't fortunate or able as y'all You wasn't thuggin' on the block, then they labeled you soft We ain't have namebrand clothes, man, the label was off We ain't cut from the same cotton, they just abled the cough I'm from a city rotten, young niggas plottin' the plug Then keep your business low, 'cause everybody watchin' you, thug [Chorus] You can see the pain with no eyes Listen to your soul, it never lie-ie-ie Don't know where you go when you die We just pray that it's a heaven in the sky-y-y You can see the pain with no eyes Listen to your soul, it never lie-ie-ie Don't know where you go when you die We just pray that it's a heaven in the sky-y-y