Lyrics Keep Your Eyes Open - The Legion

Keep Your Eyes Open

Aye, yo, daddy, hooks and nines, they prolly would have had me
It’s sad, B, just runnin' back to ?, now you?
Sometimes they wanna herb us like Collimoe and Avi (?)
A middle-deep, we knew it was about to get scary
I got a phone call just before noon
At the game, rule, camoflat to sellin' the boom (?)
Who in the fuck gave you the math of our path?
(Hey, yo, what’s his name?)
Aha, that shit, it made me laugh
Click, I straight blow it, hung up, you know it
I realized I was speedin', movement, I had to slow it
Runnin' like a cheetah, buck forty on the meter
And dice on the people (?), this shit be gettin' deeper
I hit 'em with the S-O, yes-O, S.O.S
Organize the future, know less, I wouldn’t stress
Low, listen close, bring the stuff to your post
Bring along yo toast, watch yo back, or be dozed
(Hook x2)
When you thing you a pawn, but you really a knight
Spot’s hot, keep yo eyes open
Aye, yo, watch yo back, don’t get caught up in no traps
Just read that, keep yo eyes open
(Verse: Cee-Low)
Aye, yo, dick’s the tag, I put back and nod to my destiny
I will hold the keys of life and it’s sweatin' me
Cracks, I go through that, stacks, we stay true that
Weigh it on the scale, don’t cheat me like a new jack
What we possess, we do our people good and plenty
But these niggas was chasin' like we owed the bing of pennies
Choose had the stash out set for the drop
At 4:56, mother time on the clock
That smash got taken it, for some questionin'
And while that shit was happenin', the shizz are levelin'
They got no evidence, shopin' life sentences
The shit be elegant, and look where they taken it
I conceal the real, sabotage fools
Say woo, the funeral is passin' on the cues
Beat the m.o., dawgs,?
on the?
Spazz chill comin', you can see it in they eyes
(Hook x2)
When you thing you a pawn, but you really a knight
Spot’s hot, keep yo eyes open
Aye, yo, watch yo back, don’t get caught up in no traps
Just read that, keep yo eyes open
(Verse: Molecules)
You niggas got me under pressure, digital skills
I used to measure turning these treasures into hand-to-hand pleasures
The walls listen in, the criddles starts kickin' in
Doors bustin' down, enemies movin' in
Turn this shit up, aye yo, we lookin' for the country ban
We got these niggas still in my hand
Cuffin' me?
Yea, we need yo cooperation in full
My man straight soldier, what, like Sammy the Bull
It’s legit, I neva crumble in the crunch
So I’m rollin' the pits just to get what they want
And the only thing they put on the table is a label
Dumb pieces of man, they just wanna slay you
Close the case and rule it out with no chase
Reunited with my nigga, headin' back to the place
No more interruptions, we continue with productions
Me?
I put in references just to keep yo boy pumpin'
Straight handlin' things that we be scramblin'
Yamblin', we never turnin' back against the queen
Of run rats, time to clean yo tax
Clear the blocks, the time splash for 24 spots
But things ain’t always what it looked like
We just keepin' it tight, shadin' light, with the mikes
With the stuff we was pushin', was deadly
It ain’t nuttin' but our music, so let us rock steady
(Hook x2)
When you thing you a pawn, but you really a knight
Spot’s hot, keep yo eyes open
Aye, yo, watch yo back, don’t get caught up in no traps
Just read that, keep yo eyes open