"All Eyez On Me" lyrics
Abhi The Nomad & Illmac Lyrics
I sip, I smoke, I drink
Ten down, hands up, don't freeze
I don't know, I guess, we'll see
Keep watch, all eyes on me
All eyes on me
All eyes on me
All eyes on me
All eyes on me
[Illmac:]
This feel like Marco Polo linked with Kublai khan
My verses coded in in these tablets made of cuneiform
They seen the God, I thought I fooled 'em in this human form
My teachers told me I'd be great I tried to prove 'em wrong
Guess we got that in common
Living off Packs of ramen
Seances wishin ghostwriters happy hauntin
These rappers songs sounding like afterthoughts of Zap n Roger
Splashin the canvas like Jackson Pollock, the flow switches
Like snatchin wallets, I mean- I'm tappin pockets
In a class of my own stackin credits without a college
I been on my "Fuck the world!" shit so long I got a fetish
Dick riders clinging to a long appendage and call it friendship
I'm out for vengeance, they know where I'm at without the mentions
You want a feature? That sounds expensive
Quote a price I'm 'a need a pound a flesh with
A rack for every karat that surround the necklace go down the checklist
I sip, I smoke, I drink
Ten down, hands up, don't freeze
I don't know, I guess, we'll see
Keep watch, all eyes on me
All eyes on me
All eyes on me
All eyes on me
All eyes on me
[Abhi The Nomad:]
Wings clipped still I never get pigeon-holed, depictions of his ascension is biblical, bam!
Bird watchers with binocular optics, surveillance cameras on the block
With precision focus and different modes
We all work in a prison, selling attention in different doses, assistants to selling info to system codes
S'why I stopped the liquor, I switched the vices to pixels
The double cup digital, the swisher smoke is the screen tint
Nomad so the data storage is practically leased rent
I mean this knowledge came from a distant home
Rappers go to Claude for the illest prose
Some go to God, I go to work and till and sow, until I fill my soul
My temperature liquid nitrogen, this a different cold
Be like water and bond with the instrumental and disappear in a wisp of smoke
My experience of navigating the dot-coms and dodging the bombs
And government missile drones so
I sip, I smoke, I drink
Ten down, hands up, don't freeze
I don't know, I guess, we'll see
Keep watch, all eyes on me
All eyes on me
All eyes on me
All eyes on me
All eyes on me
Ten down, hands up, don't freeze
I don't know, I guess, we'll see
Keep watch, all eyes on me
All eyes on me
All eyes on me
All eyes on me
All eyes on me
[Illmac:]
This feel like Marco Polo linked with Kublai khan
My verses coded in in these tablets made of cuneiform
They seen the God, I thought I fooled 'em in this human form
My teachers told me I'd be great I tried to prove 'em wrong
Guess we got that in common
Living off Packs of ramen
Seances wishin ghostwriters happy hauntin
These rappers songs sounding like afterthoughts of Zap n Roger
Splashin the canvas like Jackson Pollock, the flow switches
Like snatchin wallets, I mean- I'm tappin pockets
In a class of my own stackin credits without a college
I been on my "Fuck the world!" shit so long I got a fetish
Dick riders clinging to a long appendage and call it friendship
I'm out for vengeance, they know where I'm at without the mentions
You want a feature? That sounds expensive
Quote a price I'm 'a need a pound a flesh with
A rack for every karat that surround the necklace go down the checklist
I sip, I smoke, I drink
Ten down, hands up, don't freeze
I don't know, I guess, we'll see
Keep watch, all eyes on me
All eyes on me
All eyes on me
All eyes on me
All eyes on me
[Abhi The Nomad:]
Wings clipped still I never get pigeon-holed, depictions of his ascension is biblical, bam!
Bird watchers with binocular optics, surveillance cameras on the block
With precision focus and different modes
We all work in a prison, selling attention in different doses, assistants to selling info to system codes
S'why I stopped the liquor, I switched the vices to pixels
The double cup digital, the swisher smoke is the screen tint
Nomad so the data storage is practically leased rent
I mean this knowledge came from a distant home
Rappers go to Claude for the illest prose
Some go to God, I go to work and till and sow, until I fill my soul
My temperature liquid nitrogen, this a different cold
Be like water and bond with the instrumental and disappear in a wisp of smoke
My experience of navigating the dot-coms and dodging the bombs
And government missile drones so
I sip, I smoke, I drink
Ten down, hands up, don't freeze
I don't know, I guess, we'll see
Keep watch, all eyes on me
All eyes on me
All eyes on me
All eyes on me
All eyes on me
