J Dilla - Eyes Up lyrics

Fake n***as, talkin sh** about me and my click What to do, what to do, what to do? Keep ya eyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyes up Where you at, where you at, where you at C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon Keep ya eyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyes up Baatin(Jay Dee) T3, keep yourself, respect Allah Jay Dee, don't do no parties for free no lie (aight) Baatin levatatin up in the sky SV, got they eyes on the prize well uh SV, got they eyes on the prize well uh SV, SV huh, uh (Baatin) One on one, havin some fun, in my master suite Two is better than one, lets make it a master piece You love it when my crew say we from the D You love it when my crew say we work for apathy I hate it when these motherf**ers player hate me Motor-bot, the executioner of wack emcees Motorbot makin sure n***as is casualties Juggernaut, you can say my crew will never be soft SV, we the type of crew that never fall off Eyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyes up Where you at, where you at, where you at C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon Eyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyes up Baatin(JayDee) Jay Dee, don't do no parties for free no lie (aight) Jay Dee, don't do no parties for free no lie (aight) Jay Dee, don't do no parties for free no lie (I said aight) Where you at, where you at, where you at C'on, c'on Jay Dee (eminem's voice from a Dj cut) Say, (h-, huh) My jam knocks, we knockin motherf**ers out they damn socks Remastered it's the S of the Pad Lock Been makin money, I been had a fat knot Been loopin up the sh** to make ya head nod You say (wh-,what) my jam knocks You can hear me coming off the damn blocks Since a kid I ain't never played wit damn blocks And I was never ever known to co*k block Like jealous n***as that must wanna get socked Them n***as make me wanna cop a damn Glock You say, say, say (huh) my jam knocks These ladies know, Jay, can make the bed rock Be hittin like Bam Bam, in Bed Rock Compare the S to gators (navigators) we them big blocks We stir fry mutherf**ers like a damn wop Rock and rule n***as like my man Mop So when my band rocks, watch the bands flop You say (h-huh) my jam knocks You can say the S is the soul shock The soul shot known to make 'em shell shocked When devinous cats used to pop locks I steal, when I used to pop locks The S twist sh** up like a dred lock You say (h-huh) my jam knocks You say (w-what) my jam knocks So keep ya Eyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyes up Where you at, where you at, where you at C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon Eyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyes up Baatin(T3) T3, keep yourself, respect Allah (aight) T3, keep yourself, respect Allah (aight) T3, keep yourself, respect Allah (aight) (T3) It's like again y'all Uh huh, uh huh, one, two It's like again y'all Uh huh, uh huh, one, two It's like makin money's critical Rhyme written, lyrical Some emcees will never know What we keep on giving and Makin music beautiful, and we keep delivering Y'all n***as to the fall And I ain't forgivin it, I should do some ill sh, like, like Break your ligaments, then you would be feelin sh** Known to be doing sh**, and if you do some sh** Know who you f**in wit Never f** around with the click Don't f** around wit the click You might get ya melon split Uh huh, again y'all, uh huh, one, two It's like uh huh, again y'all, uh huh, one, two, it's like Chorus