Clandestien - Eye 4 An Eye lyrics

Now George wasn't your average He was footloose and fancy free Intellectually advantaged, artistically Enhanced uptown gallery showings At the next opening, he bailed early, wanted to get home He took a shotcut, and out of a back alley came a rowdy drunken gang with just one aim To cause some harm, to wreak havoc They liked to rumble Cause starting trouble was a habit A stickup kid with a switchblade knife, who Did not intend to take his life He just pushed his luck a little too far That night And so story goes, a struggle and shoot in the street And george lost his feet, slipped and fell and his head hit the concrete The gang dispersed and George was left to bleed DOA on the way, never completed the journey Now George's mother cries and wonders why How could God take her only son's life in the blink of an eye? She defies her faith and prays for retribution Curses at the sky, and denies any hope for the future A few days pa**, it's after the funeral An officer says he's got some leads that might be useful - An eye witness to make the charges stick, and information On where the kid might live Now, the kid's ID'ed and right before the cops knock He drops out the back window from a tipoff Hot pursuit through backyards and dodging cars The cops let off a shot, they got the kid running hard Calling for backup, thinking the kid's smacked up Crossing the highway, he gets clipped by a Mack truck Out of control he loses his hold as he leaps a fence Trips and slips, the kid falls to his d**h Lands on his head, the impact snaps his neck Cops on the scene see the concrete painted red News pa**es to George's mother As she cries in bed, a smile crosses her face And this is what she said: Eye for an eye And a tooth for a tooth And anyway, I've told the truth And I'm not afraid to die... My back is scarred with knife marks But what upsets me the most, is that I didn't see it coming Not the fact that these weapons are sharp Can't put sh** in the past If I was to ark, these c*nts would start running Something tells me to let it slide But Graphic can't forget pride, something that runs in the fam' of McBride It's high levels of respect And intense pa**ion, clashed like Titans, from life to d**h Writing remains my solace, a journalistsic safe-haven To escape ravens and crows Make no mistake with these inundated flows The longer it takes, the more my patience grows Blatant blows, land way below the belt Mate, a fake will know themselfs So for explanations, you can save it bro My eyes see the truth I know where I stand, and it's not next to you Visions Kidnapping Lyrics are tracking With crosses offered Like Jesus Demarking out your retinas Jeepers creepers Along with sight, your eyes are losses I got these peepers from the psycho house Sneakers Shez got - Nike no doubt This rhymes about An eye for an eye Literal or lyrical Clandestien defines Avenues like cabin crews Stab at me, I'm slashing you With accuracy staying true to I- Deas. My mic's clear, across every pa**age Appears though Tomo's never slacking Four years Got you with the graffing from people's attracting stares Like ma**ive cathedrals Sinister and severe And finally I, vendettas and vengeance vie Heads will fly Sever mic's in the meantime No need to react yet, I'll just sit back, recline And watch your beads shine "And God called forth his vengeance Eye for an eye, life for a life Eye for an eye, life for a life Eye for an eye, life for a life Eye for an eye, life for a life Eye for an eye, life for a life...