MIK - 8 Eyes lyrics

[Verse 1] Yeah, Lord of the Mics 4, man couldn't hear him Called man out and a man really scared him West London, man, I repped that early If it ain't jack'um, I don't wanna hear him Headtop in the air, yeah, man, I aired him One eye open, looking like Fetty Put him on his bum, yeah, man, I chaired him Say my name on a tune, I dare him Say my name on a tune, that's risky Come to the set, Cannon, Risky Not one don that'll clap for a pinky Nose on the ting all fat like Binky Indi-ers on the cam, that's you Saw it late, yeah, that's me Talking sh** to the people, you When I found out, I was like "that's me" Let's have it Pulling out tings like Go-Go Gadget I was in 139, avoiding crime Saw my man, now he's gone like magic Hit the corner like Toad in traffic Mario Kart, spring your clart Show these youts what's really tragic Got a new ting called automatic Light the candle, come back round, dismantle You already know I'm too hot to handle Don't believe me? Then go and ask I said don't believe me? Then go and ask Daniel Holla at me for the MC manual Year-in, year-out, I do less work But my name still rings like Solomon Samuel How do I do it? Walk with me, I might talk you through it Who would've thought it? A49s when I touch man snort it Indi-ers on the timeline, don't backtrack too late cuh Man already saw it Got a DM from the ting, she caught it Man wanna wear my flow like clothes But it's all good cause man already wore it [Hook] I've got eight eyes See everyting through God's eyes And I've got a ting That'll take out eight guys Eight guys Eight guys And I've got a ting That'll take out eight guys [Verse 2] Yeah, yeah, so what now? Who's hot now? Show me the gwop now, who's on top now? Sure ain't my man, can't be a sideman Come to the side, man Dare one of these likkle man try try man, gah Letting off tings with the ratchet One man down, no way can I catch it Body so big but still man ah catch it, gah Carry on talking my name in vain Push something sharp right into your vein #RIPDwayne Spirit told me not to do it Well, spirit, sorry, I blew it Got a new ting and I call that gah Let's talk about what he's talking 'bout '07, I was up and down the south You was running your mout as usual You know me, man, I keep it musical I'm a don for all these minor fools Without me, there wouldn't be half of you Put him on the scale, not even a half a Q I remember man looking after you Came Pyro looking in my face like Not gonna lie, wanna be just like you That's cool, likkle man, here's a flow or two Roll safe and I beg you stay in school Looked left and right when he crossed the road I could tell that you're not really from the road Men were k**ing from '08 on the road Where was you when I was at SEGA Zone? [Hook] I've got eight eyes See everyting through God's eyes And I've got a ting That'll take out eight guys Eight guys Eight guys No disguise