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Yeah, yo, yo, yeah, uh huh
Through the lens, I focus on what's sharp
Who's hoping to play the part of the king of the yard
Start to feel rolling, action capture kids holding
The block down as if it could really get stolen
A quarter pound of the brown could really hit golden
Cops on the block, let's see what's bought or sold then
My guess, nothing, they just youngins
Got they backs to the barrels, now they stress running
Steady seeking the truth, speak through this buzz that I meddle with
Kids is more shook of the fuzz than the terrorists
In the grand scheme of things, it's weak dollars
But still they keep the lightbulb right on the street scholars
Blind them, but they stay on they grind, not even rhyming
At times it's too cold for flows, nose to the grindstone
No keys to the crib, hoping mom's home
Setting life's clock back, like they're
Going through different timezones
I'm the eyewitness
How you gonna lie in my face
And then try to tell me it's none of my business?
Execs and officials are criminals, we're defenseless
You can go 'head and put me on your shitlist
I'm the eyewitness
How you gonna try to displace people
Telling them that it's in their best interest?
It's time to adapt, create strategic acts of vengeance
All this nonsense makes sense in the mind of the eyewitness
I see the undercover side ride a vest under the mid-drift
Cops on a dig in the street, it's big business
You could steal City Hall, hell, it's like Christmas
Let's go to the videotape, the eyewitness
I see the five on they faggot-ass scooters and on bikes
They so-called patrolling, pouring out old gold
And confiscating chronic