Ryshon Jones - Eyedeesee lyrics

You may judge me,but I dont care,no I dont care I straight up dont give a f** I dont care The audio book of free expression pick a chapter..make somethin out of nothing the art of a great disaster.. as a artist this my platform to express my rapture. now dont u ruin it b**h. they got that bullsh** mastered Misery loves company i invite her to smoke.. left hand rubbing her clit..while she deep..throw ya life on the line tip toe on the edge of desire..fall in the hands of these cut throats or the lake of fire They even feel you on find u offensive..b**hes come around like they was there to begin with..tell me. what is a friendship n***as motives conceals live and direct with overk** honestly i dont know whats real Tweak the system or just be victim get ya funds whoever dont get him just dont get him they must be yall better be paid overtime for that criticism some grammy award winners won't hear the pa**ion in him But grant me a war coming out like rambo back off the wall..challenge myself back.out? of course..not.. You f**as gon feel me.. A rebel.without a more then cause..ex's for eyes feeling kaws,find yo path or exit the door..small talking n***as can't take them no more bullsh**ting n***as can't take em im sure id get a blade open they brains up fill it with grenades..dumb f** look at that mess that you made I bet they feel some type of way One time for your mind two times for this world Nas told me its mine,three times for this industry n***a f** yall rules im a rob yall blind