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3rd Eye Video (MV)




Performed By: Kroniic
Language: English
Length: 2:47
Written by: Tariq Mitchell




Kroniic - 3rd Eye Lyrics




Ay, Take a look at me tell me what you see
Same kid from CD number 20
I never left dawg all i know is 473
And if we get it right nun in our folks selling trees

Ay
Fifty rub downs never had a massage yet
South side the base rapid response target
I told him that i only seen glocks in them films
Brought it to me in a sock i wasn't shocked i grinned
I know about that life if you talking bout tings
I always kept two dimes with my secondary trim
And it don't take much to get tired of tings
I went out for one year and then i grind and stayed in
And i could tell you about the fights
The hustle war's mentally cant see it if you blind
Them rats like cheese guard your trap with blinds
Killa say he tired he aint doing more crime
Guess every G want that same dough and peace of mind
I know about them pales and them 5 o'clock nights
Not tryna see birds but i wanna take flight, aight?

Now i know everything might seem fine
But some of us here and we not in our minds
I cant tell you how to live but i could try
The high source is vital for the 3rd eye
Now i know everything might seem fine
But some of us here and we not in our minds
I cant tell you how to live but i could try
The high source is vital for the 3rd eye

Look
We keep sinning but we keep winning
Yeah he died but he kept living
No ties but he left his rib in
Cant quit dawg i cant give in
Plenty grips dawg he aint slippin
I know, Plenty G's holding the lottery
Twenty some live off of robberies
Two make the trips to the groceries
Drunk men talking they eulogies
And drug dealers holding immunity
Learn bout these Housing Schemes
Thousand pounds and dreams
Tryna get out just call me billy i got the keys
They don't got plans for us so we manifest our dreams
Ball when am too payed more ice than meth fiends
Am looking at my life i see the cries he see me try
I wonder why i'm always high frost if i die
Just getting by don't try the guy
And you should see an optician
With them problems with I
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English

Ay, Take a look at me tell me what you see
Same kid from CD number 20
I never left dawg all i know is 473
And if we get it right nun in our folks selling trees

Ay
Fifty rub downs never had a massage yet
South side the base rapid response target
I told him that i only seen glocks in them films
Brought it to me in a sock i wasn't shocked i grinned
I know about that life if you talking bout tings
I always kept two dimes with my secondary trim
And it don't take much to get tired of tings
I went out for one year and then i grind and stayed in
And i could tell you about the fights
The hustle war's mentally cant see it if you blind
Them rats like cheese guard your trap with blinds
Killa say he tired he aint doing more crime
Guess every G want that same dough and peace of mind
I know about them pales and them 5 o'clock nights
Not tryna see birds but i wanna take flight, aight?

Now i know everything might seem fine
But some of us here and we not in our minds
I cant tell you how to live but i could try
The high source is vital for the 3rd eye
Now i know everything might seem fine
But some of us here and we not in our minds
I cant tell you how to live but i could try
The high source is vital for the 3rd eye

Look
We keep sinning but we keep winning
Yeah he died but he kept living
No ties but he left his rib in
Cant quit dawg i cant give in
Plenty grips dawg he aint slippin
I know, Plenty G's holding the lottery
Twenty some live off of robberies
Two make the trips to the groceries
Drunk men talking they eulogies
And drug dealers holding immunity
Learn bout these Housing Schemes
Thousand pounds and dreams
Tryna get out just call me billy i got the keys
They don't got plans for us so we manifest our dreams
Ball when am too payed more ice than meth fiends
Am looking at my life i see the cries he see me try
I wonder why i'm always high frost if i die
Just getting by don't try the guy
And you should see an optician
With them problems with I
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Writer: Tariq Mitchell
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