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Reez Kayne - Ants Eye View (feat. John Anthony) Lyrics



Reez Kayne - Ants Eye View (feat. John Anthony) Lyrics




Sometimes I feel like I fear judgement
Then I realize it means nothing
Please open your third eye we're corrupted
I get high, I tell lies, I wont plummet

Aye, look
Ah-o ah-o
Loco, for your
Co-co
Making you hit c-notes
I know, you know
I go crazy for the pesos
This the type of sound that go sonically global
Writing poems for the locals
Try to play me that's a no no
Plus I'm anti-social on the media
The news be feeding us
Only evil that they see in us
It's their ingredient
To tell the people that these n***** to mischievous
And disobedient, the police feeding into everything thing they saying
But don't think twice at which the gun that they are aiming
One wrong move and the cracker get to spraying
Super Saiyan on the mic
Right?
Commonly used metaphor
Turn up your temperature
When I spit in your perimeter
Me and the beat go together like apple cider vinegar

I'm praying for peace to resonate
But they'll sleep on you til its time to come to your wake
That's what takes
Nowadays I turn the corner I see blood on the leaves
Black hands to the sky and the ground at they knees (Sheesh)
I mean its crazy cops threatened by tones
A million people on this earth and i'm still feeling alone
You pull me over with intentions of a hole in my dome
How else you sit there and see a whole gun from my phone
I got questions
How you look at your reflection
You hide behind a badge and a tag for protection
Mom i love you, hope the news get this message
The reaper is the teacher and my life cost a lesson
I guess its all in the name of power
I guess its gonna be another hashtag viral upon every hour
Interrogate the innocent with an evil scour
Getting drunk off politics while they snorting they gunpowder
They say my locs mean i'm menace hit em with the chrome
I moved slowly I even went and I watched my tone
I pray to God this battery don't die in my phone
Dear America, i'm just trying to make it home (Eh)
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Sometimes I feel like I fear judgement
Then I realize it means nothing
Please open your third eye we're corrupted
I get high, I tell lies, I wont plummet

Aye, look
Ah-o ah-o
Loco, for your
Co-co
Making you hit c-notes
I know, you know
I go crazy for the pesos
This the type of sound that go sonically global
Writing poems for the locals
Try to play me that's a no no
Plus I'm anti-social on the media
The news be feeding us
Only evil that they see in us
It's their ingredient
To tell the people that these n***** to mischievous
And disobedient, the police feeding into everything thing they saying
But don't think twice at which the gun that they are aiming
One wrong move and the cracker get to spraying
Super Saiyan on the mic
Right?
Commonly used metaphor
Turn up your temperature
When I spit in your perimeter
Me and the beat go together like apple cider vinegar

I'm praying for peace to resonate
But they'll sleep on you til its time to come to your wake
That's what takes
Nowadays I turn the corner I see blood on the leaves
Black hands to the sky and the ground at they knees (Sheesh)
I mean its crazy cops threatened by tones
A million people on this earth and i'm still feeling alone
You pull me over with intentions of a hole in my dome
How else you sit there and see a whole gun from my phone
I got questions
How you look at your reflection
You hide behind a badge and a tag for protection
Mom i love you, hope the news get this message
The reaper is the teacher and my life cost a lesson
I guess its all in the name of power
I guess its gonna be another hashtag viral upon every hour
Interrogate the innocent with an evil scour
Getting drunk off politics while they snorting they gunpowder
They say my locs mean i'm menace hit em with the chrome
I moved slowly I even went and I watched my tone
I pray to God this battery don't die in my phone
Dear America, i'm just trying to make it home (Eh)
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Writer: John Anthony
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Reez Kayne
Length: 3:04
Written by: John Anthony

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