LORDQUAN - E.O T.F lyrics

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LORDQUAN - E.O T.F lyrics

[Verse 1] I used to envy lad culture Now I'm here wiser and a little older Wishing I could be bolder Colder bars than clamy palms Stressing into your overdraft Guessing you don't the dance The money dance The money make the girls dance And they aren't even evening dancers I want an empty apartment I want a full house No room for pouts and bad vibes Mad lives lost to mad guys In costumes The colour matters If don't know it then who knew I want to be as blind as them So I don't need to guide them thru So I don't need to get angry at Fox News Are my eyes to open! Are my tears too free! I see the video of them getting choked out on the streets in broad daylight Like Being human ain't a human right Like being darker don't make you human right? Tear gas the children and brainwash the idiots Bare gas they preaching and bare gas they fill us with Nothing else to do but smoke gas and forget about it and say that we're chill And everybody ok Say how're you and everybody ok Backwards chat cause life knocked them out And everything we do is limited by structure now Are my eyes too open? Are my tears to free ? [Chorus] Are my eyes too open? Are my tears to free? Is my money too short Cheaper than my heartbeat? Are these just words on a beat? [Verse 2] Cook up some bars I swear I got the recipe Undermine the tactics You'll never see the end of me Reckless b I reign over you all pathetic Fallacy Kennedy taught me to not sprint through a gallery I set up with my g's Never give them keys Just give them opportunity Get up out the trap and out the hood It never did em good All they got was a Back full of jooks And head full of pain Insane they preferred d**h over a Mundane lifestyle Crime ryles Up in their childhood Grew up with some how, what's and woulds Questions cops would Attempt to answer With a hint of hara**ment and slander They're patting down your pockets They're shouting what's this object You tell em it's a ruler That don't stop the a**uming It's shank it's a piece it's a strap He's got the handcuffs now he's ready to attack He took the books from my book bag Threw em on the floor He took the cash from my pocket and then took some more But I didn't have a case cah I didn't have his number One feds blunder Another man sits and wonders Another man six foot under Who the fu*k can I trust? [Outro] Are my eyes too open? Tears to free? (tell me) Are my eyes too open? Are my tears to free? Are my eyes too open? Are my tears to free? Is my money too short Cheaper than my heartbeat? Are these just words on a beat? Are these just words on a beat? Are my eyes too open? Tears to free? Money too short Than my heartbeat? Are these just words on a beat? Are these just words?