N.O.T.S. Click - Keep Ya Eyes Open (1997)
[Verse 1: N.O.T.S.]
I'm trapped on these streets until the smoke clears
Makin prays takin lives and doing things to survive
I reminisce at that year when I first join'd the service
When they were showin me how to hold a gun and I'd be nervous
But was it worth it? I'm wiped my a** and leaves
I really believed, I was all it I could be
I took the bullet in my left knee and laid in bloody puddles
But once the dust settles I was awarded with medals
Sippin moet, puffin buddha, celebratin this occasion
Sexy my shawty, she congratulated me
By showin me my baby, independent lady
But now I'm be alright though
Until this hustling pay me my dough
Flashbacks is coming slow to me
But repeatedly I'm thinkin of schemes
Cuz I got an extra mouth to feed, I'll k** for this country for free
And if I do a robbery, they're gonna try find me guilty
f** it, they gotta k** me
I was taught the element of surprise and stay camouflaged
Like a chameleon, and I'm makin plans and dealin with
Those with no feelings like my brothers that were in it
As I grab my fatigues my flashbacks are more vivid, they're realer than ever
I'm sneakin up on enemies with a straw in the river
[Hook: N.O.T.S.] (X2)
Tombstones and wombs turn to dust
Watch them n***as that you claim to trust
Tombstones and wombs turn to dust
Watch them n***as that you claim to trust
[Verse 2: N.O.T.S.]
There's a trader in the camp, son, infiltratin
Sellin enemies information frontin like he's dedicated
Fully persuadin, mad deceptive and ruthless
A nuisance undercover so be prepared to use your 2 fifth
I got new clue here, but a suspect a roughneck tryin to get his rep off duty
I caught em makin lucci bustin off his Tek it's like a slowly
I'm bein drained without no blood stains and makeovers
Stayin sober so I can prevent the hostile takeover
Lookin over my shoulder, it could be the n***a standing right next to me
I've get to see, who is sabotagin my company
Late last night while shorty was humping me
She started ask some questions and I was second guessin
So I got the info then I spread her like salad dressin
[Hook: N.O.T.S.]
Tombstones and wombs turn to dust
Watch them n***as that you claim to trust
Tombstones and wombs turn to dust
Watch them n***as that you claim to trust
[Verse 3: N.O.T.S.]
My lynch mob will popluate the nation
Population through trials and tribulations got a n***a fornicatin
Goin not knowin that these red faces
Don't care about you future because their race is upstate
Most of my n***as keepin shake a by their side at night
And one eye open, cuz if you sleep you wear a scar for life now
I'm lampin, 'tisipatin, incarcerated, contemplatin on land states my trait
Illegal hustle flippin coke on the shuffle every session