PENHEAD - Eyes Of The Underworld lyrics

rate me

(feat. QB, Ricky P)

Blocks want my soul, cops want me on parole

So they can watch and control

My activity livin in captivity

Still ain't free until I see the next nigga's liberty

Plan my death for me in your laboratory

Trapped in a laboratory, you faggots told me

My humanity, poverty eat my sanity

And you rap niggas sellin fantasies

I sell reality before you see it happen

Closed caption, solo mashin, askin no permission

So sickenin, load quickly or your soul's liftin

Or maybe fallin, shots left the coffin closed

Lord knows the holes left in his torso

It was more so his decision

Had to taste the street livin

Sold coke, deal antidotes to sow blocks up

So when five-o's spot us, no hot pursuit

We got the scoop, niggas couldn't move this speed

I think of strategies before I proceed

First things first, prepare for the worst

Is bound to come, fightin with niggas for crumbs

Greed never made a nigga think below me

I handle drug money, cops can't touch me

Friskin me, hopin they get lucky

Nothin on me, premeditated

Predicted the interrogation

Before they commenced to investigate

I know the celebrate when they catch us

Still niggas on stretches

Paramedics make a killin a ghetto

Channel my energy to a higher level

Feel the fires of the devil's hell

My caliber demands a federal cell

Behind bars still a threat, peep my bio on the internet

FBI can't intercept my network intelligence

The eyes of the underworld, what do I see?

Greed, injustice, corruption, tragedy

Ties to the underworld, what's expected of me?

Honor, trust, guts and loyalty

My knowledge is outlawed, it ain't hard to tell

With distribution I'm as infamous as a drug cartel

Ran by the CIA, need I say more?

I'm in the game like EA Sports

Harrisburg PA a force to be reckoned with

Penhead the specialist in this rap shit

I [?] hustle, give you trouble

It ain't simple to smuggle the truth in music

With the integrity of a revolution steady movin

Infusin capitalism in the gameplan

Fat dividends exchange hands

For the niggas that's incarcerated

For the injustice served in court rooms

And biased arbitrations

Code of silence [?] nation lie the questions

Swore to the killer's oath, pray that niggas know the limit

Bein too curious could be dangerous and also fatal

If you saw a tornado, would you walk towards it?

Of course not, the streets is scorchin hot

Therefore my temperature's off the Richter

Don't fuck with malt liquor

Unless you willin to deal with the after effects

Which could be disastrous

Not takin heed was the catalyst of some tragic shit

God knows my heart and that's all that counts

Won't be satisfied till we all ballin out

Talkin 'bout large accounts, 8 zero status

Behind any number, baby, it doesn't matter

If you ain't cuttin edge you ain't a fuckin factor

Plus these buster-ass rappers is not the answer

Destined for greatness, forever we paper chasin

My team's players, so they'll never be player hatin

We're gettin bacon and gunshots is everyday shit

Shocked to see a man's hancock givin em statements

Snitches get stitches and these bitches get the Trojan

Don't tell em your business cause these bitches will shit on ya

Keep dough rollin, foldin till it's swollen

Low key cat, no rap if I don't know ya

Punks got me strapped, relax showin composure

Young cats be blastin, you have to treat em like grown-ups

Tryin to be high rollers, showin out for these hoes

Top dollar fo' do's ballin out of control

Hope you got your stash tucked for when your cover gets blown

Black man can't have too much without the government knowin

Just when you're rollin the pigs come for your head

Some give em what they owe em, others run for they bed

My criminal empire divide me just like a lion's teeth

When we charge like [?] time to listen to Malcom's speech

My demeanor keep it calm not sweet

When it's time to speak with action, then we talk with heat

Don't get your body found washed up on a side of a beach

My technique is like Gotti's, furniture made by the mahagony tree

Thoughts is like a monster appearance

Don't know that it's the monster they breed

When I pull out I squeeze

Make sure don't give you an option to breathe

We heavily armed without the fatigues

Swore right hand [?] no need to go across seas

Bin Laden's on every street corner and Sadam's under siege

When it comes to guns I got more arms than the Scorpion King

Poison niggas with the torturous stings

See the business that the [?] bring, get charged to the game

Q and [Name] is my two henchmen, I'm the boss of the thing

Flossin a Beam, game the drawers right off your queen

They heard my flows on the street, that's how I popped on the scene

Prosper move, ninja suit and packin my tool

Stick up dice games on the daily's how I copped me my jewels