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"Eyes On Fire" is a track by Rome Streetz, from the album Kontraband, released 18th November 2020. Full lyrics are available below.
Lyrics
[Verse 1: Rome Streetz] Always felt that love was fake, but it was hard to differentiate Told me you would hold me down, it turns out you a pennyweight Nine times a goofy, you a food for the tempered steak Look in the mirror, I see somebody starin' but don't know who The voices in my head said it's a bolder much colder you The windows to our souls a dark hole that I hope to view Try to find a light somewhere in there and get closer to How you really feel Sometimes this life should get me sick to weave my Benadryl But I'm numb now Go on your social media, watch me get gunned down Sergeant said that I had the strap, it wasn't one found So many names to name Pain we had to soak up and charge to the game that I'm tired of playin' You design your life, it could be tie-dye or plain What you want, the title, or the name? The coins, or the change? It's a difference, my girl said that I'm distant On the edge holdin' my grip, the shit that I been through made me different I don't see it though Nervous police behind my vehicle No matter what I did it could be me or you Life or death, from the mud I walked with righteous steps Niggas ain't real right, they bloodsuckers tryna bite your neck [Verse 2: Ransom] Even though we came from the same gutters Walking around, schemin' on BMXs with chain cutters My little man, no need for you to weigh in brother Bullies in this game, everyone who whispers our name stutters Only the real relate, you into real estate? I'm in the real estates, travel the west wing of the house for dinner dates I'm feeling great, now what you would think when you think of sinner's fate You probably thinkin' funerals, coffins, torture, and prison gates But then this kid escaped, turned into a man with morals Pay me no mind, if you blind it's fine if you can't afford to Some niggas actually get upset when they can't extort you Your mistake was thinking that Ran was cordial Your plan was awful, I'm a damaged corporal I seen a lot of wars, you swim with the sharks but I think I plan to snorkel Just watch them niggas that's next to you Some niggas give you ideas that they couldn't execute Life's a gamble, don't be a side bettor You cuttin' corners on corners, thinkin' that shit'll fly - never I scribe letters that revive treasures You play the box, I think outside of the box to see who's inside better Yeah, this shit be clearer than chlorine Beautiful like a song from the soundtrack off of Claudine
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