My father`s eyes Lyrics

[Round 1: K-Shine] I was 16 when I started off in the Lionz Den I was rhyming against a nigga twice my age but I was fire then Before you, Yung III, Cortez even Rich Dolarz I was the first young nigga melting niggas I gave y'all motivation So if this ass whooping you taking Is your way of showing your token of appreciation For me helping niggas than the pleasure is all mine, you're welcome nigga Now you from Queens right? So why you ain't stay over there and get it started nigga Why you had to come all the way over here for a father figure All that motivation I gave you The only thing you grasped was to go into Clips? That go to show this ass kicking ain't gon bother nigga Cause it's right back where you started nigga, being a son of a Harlem nigga Now you was made by something that goes inside a gun Clips, gun alright so it's semi automatic that you supposed to have ammo and spit all crazy But when that clip holding you back it's like you revolve with your shit on safety You might as well of wanted the Lux Cause now when you got heat it's like you still ain't Loaded Cause the shit that control you don't even got a shot So how's the aim to shoot for DNA when Clips ain't even blowing? When Rex had Math you wasn't even in my class then But then I got booked which equaled up to my absence That was an addition to your buzz but now I'm bout to subtract it So simplifying you equivalent to a fraction DNA, Dumb Nigga Acting Doctors Kneeling Around He'll be Dying Needing Attention when Dem Niggas Attacking He Don't Need Aim cause D's Never Accurate With Dumb Niggas Around like you should spit that shit back remember Cortez did that shit? That was just a target so I take a shot at it Now we go backwards you ain't sick you Magic It ain't no AIDS in DNA hoping for a head crack It's only an Ace in (N) D Spitting monkey bars like they got a lil Ape in (N) D You get banana scarred and you gotta use A-N-D I'll have a shell hanging from his head like A Nigga Dread So DNA backwards is just Another Nigga Dead Your grandfather wasn't a kills, he was one of them fiends Your daddy wasn't even a shooter he used to run from them beams When your tooth got knocked out your brother ain't even come with that thing So how I'm supposed to believe you carry guns DNA? When you ain't even have none in your jeans/genes? Me? I got a tool chest I move Tecs grip the 4 Contemplate should I go fire escape or should I get the door Power shutters out catch it before it hit the floor And Rex right beside me yelling out "Give em more!" Go ahead nigga say it with your chest why you whispering Hum the wrong tune make me pull out them instruments I put a nigga under good car when I fire ten Fucking with my bass I get it drumming with a nine then Get ate if them bands ain't straight when that time end In other words you pull them strings it get violent (violence) That's only round one it's getting hot in here Y'all know that nigga slogan (GET HIM THE FUCK OUTTA HERE!) NO! Get his hat the fuck outta here, get his raps the fuck outta here! Got that tooth fixed? Nigga get that cap the fuck outta here That dirty hoodie you wear at every fucking battle Get that the fuck outta here ZIP EM UP! [Round 1: DNA] I said the definition of Shine: "A quality of brightness that reflects light" It's funny your name Shine but in this battle I'm a show you choosing that just ain't bright For instance why recruit more Dots when you got a gang right here? You already in other niggas shadow so that decision ain't quite clear I mean Real Deal and Tay Roc support you he I'm guessing they might care But how can son shine (sunshine) without having Daylyt here? You feel that that's karma let's let the lesson start You better dash or get hit with this semi that'll knock out a colon and rip your chest apart Come to think of it I shouldn't even let the weapon spark When I could just hook on the Dot like a question mark And speaking of questions How you did a year and a half in a max for some crack? Than you did three days in a half and then that fast you came back? I'm starting to think you don't serve your full time in jail cause you scared of them killers that's reckless So I'm just trying to figure out how you a Dot but can't finish your sentence See most niggas wanna see Shine glisten and see Shine glow But how the fuck we suppose to have K-Shine When we already had a Shyne Po' You battled John John and stole from John John So it's no spot that this kid owns But now it makes sense why you named yourself Shine Cause both you niggas are big clones But see lines like that be getting to K (decay) like his teeth rotten But when that heat popping it'll have your body over there And your brains over here like you eavesdropping See that's word play That's something you don't have and that's the problem nigga Do the Math we not equal in this equation, I'm a solve it nigga You said I don't have Queens shooters, heh Now I'm loading up that revolver nigga Cause I'm a Queens nigga but be on every Ave like a Harlem nigga Now let's start on Paladino cause I'm a leave your neck on the curb In this battle you won't win the first second or third It's no need to park when I pull up in that Lex in tint (Lexington) You get your shit splattered now they all gon' be mad at son When they see this fif after Like Malcolm you'll get X'd when I spray Tec's And like Clayton I'll point at him and give him the 8 next You a saint, y'all don't know what a Nickel is So of course you see your niggas die So once I aim at your broad way/Broadway They'll find your bodies floating on Riverside But I see you a loud nigga K and you like to talk a lot Well this 9 millimeter here should make all the talking stop Y'all gon think I adopted him once I left off the Glock Cause I'm a dump bullets off in (orphan) this kid cause I was forced to (foster) pop See every punch is hard that's how they know I'm hot with the rhymes But its several other reasons why I got the spot over Shine I battled six times last year, which shows that you not on your grind So a lowercase letter's the only way you'll see this dot over I Now after this y'all all gon say my raps is hot And clearly I showed y'all how to take away half the dots Your man Mickey keep running his mouth like I won't grab the Glock And have to cap facts like a Snapple top I bought the team with me, racks is in 350 That 9 and the Glock will put Shine/Shyne in a box, I'm P. Diddy It's round 1 it's getting hot in here And SOB y'all know my slogan (GET EM THE FUCK OUTTA HERE!) [Round 2: K-Shine] As far as DNA I hate your fucking style, I hate your fucking hairline I hate your fucking smile I hate that fucking Mexican that's always in your shadow And I hate that fucking hoodie you wear to every fucking battle Now it ain't no mystery That you are one of the dirtiest niggas in battle rap history But you a cool nigga I mean even in Cali it felt like we was on the same team So I do what a cool dude would do Instead of washing you up I'm a help you stay clean Ever since you got that tooth fixed you been trying to floss But nigga if I get that tooth picked you'll be riding off I make sure you never have no plaque when I'm holding you down I send you to that cold gate (Colgate) with that Scope in your mouth Now let's get to them arms, cause that's a must No now let's to them arms cause that's a musk As far as heat, you wouldn't find a Degrees that could match with us You prey on a week bitch and try to get her Speed Stick But use shit that bitches use and that is no Secret You know you not a Right Guard, you don't come for the Queen Your bars is never right god, you under the wing So if we ever go arms, it's the pits nigga I send him 10 For stinking you go in that box That's what I put D odor in (deodorant) My white boy...I said what y'all don't like them bars? I say fuck it y'all don't like them bars I'm getting somebody wash No if y'all don't like them bars than fuck it I'll get some body wash My white boy get them cannons from Ireland When he palm the thing, see through on top of the barrel You seat Irish Spring, rubber grips surrounding the trigger Handles now chrome, bang have your life line sounding like a Dial tone You got a girl? Leave her 2000 I'm tucking that I have no problem spraying the can, I love the Axe Where to put him? Oh, lay (Olay) where the bugs at Cause now he like soap He come in that box closed cause inside is where the Doves at What's that a clean mouth clean arms, clean skin We ain't gon call this battle a murder, it's a clean win nigga Nigga that's beam mouth, beam arm, beam skin Chest shot he on the floor trying to get some clean wind Nigga that's beam mouth, beam arm, beam skin You know a nigga clean when the bullets running through the air so fast They get clean wind What you gon do? Rap about a fight I had with a nigga that by me? And I bit him back Well talk about how it was 20 niggas there and I didn't run nigga,I stood and scrapped So if you wanna talk about something nigga lets talk about facts Cause you don't run when you fight either So I doubt you'll run when it's a shootout Nah I'm being for real y'all Cause we all letting the truth out Cause he stood right there on the floor When T-Bo knocked yo' fucking tooth out What he think I'm a do if he try me? I'm taking the whole new route That s brain particles all over his shoulders His arms and his legs laid next to a stroller Guts on a love seat right next to the sofa His face dead smack on the.... Oh my god, they gon think a promoter let them weapons here (Why's that?) Cause all you see is DNA, DNA, DNA, DNA, DNA Nigga I'm putting DNA everywhere! I'm in shape like Rocky when he boxed with Apollo If he dies he dies, I got the conscience of Drago Head shot, life support, if he try to survive though I creep through the hospital and pull the cord on him I give him that macho Camacho When you battled Eurgh (ER) I see (C) Eric's confused Cause you not a shoot(er) I see (C) Eric talk tools But if it's ER I see (C) that Eric's a fool Have you and a doctor I see (C) Eric in 2's In an E.R. I see (C) when I split Eric in 2 That's round 2 it's getting hot in here, y'all know that nigga's slogan (GET EM THE FUCK OUTTA HERE) NO! Get his hat the fuck outta here! Get his tracks the fuck outta here! Get them weak ass boring ass raps the fuck outta here! You got that tooth fixed? Nigga get that cap the fuck outta here! That dirty hoodie that you wear to every fucking battle Get that the fuck outta here! ZIP EM UP! [Round 2: DNA] Having a grown man fondle your ass is something you had to deal with No matter how many times you lie in your rhymes It happened and that's real shit If a nigga would've grabbed my ass, I'd a smacked his hand real quick But you just scream, "ZIP EM UP!" and act like you ain't feel shit You got your ass grabbed And it looked like you and your man was ready to take turns After that you should've moved to the Lou and got you a straight perm You got your ass grabbed by your Hitman, ewww, say word But now it makes sense cause in the dictionary Shine is a verb (Aye Verb) Now I know some niggas get they ass grabbed And don't be playing nothing But at Summer Madness 2 You got your ass grabbed and wasn't even saying nothing Now you get accused of being a gay nigga by a gay nigga? That's just some shit we can't mess with K But since you claim you a baller, I'm a school him using the NBA Let's say your squad play tough like they all for it (forward) That's only gon make me bring a sub in like Jamal Crawford So if your man Tay try to play, he gon get hit with a clip about this tall And y'all gon see Roc get thrown in the alley like Chris Paul So you better have a better defender when that 8 spittin' This long nose ain't Pippen, and even if you had Clips your 4 would (forward) jam like Blake Griffin So let's talk about it in another way Forget the NBA, I'm a kill 'em with the NCAA If you and your bitch after St. John, I get that scope and aim Since I spot her I put bullets through her temple since I know the dame (Notre dame) You tried to take a flight to Cali cause you knew that this shit wasn't okay Before you see LA (UCLA) I'm a make sure you and your folks lay All you gon see is people yell cause when I shoot I'm a be leaving no strays Cause these cans is (Kansas) for Duke and everybody flying in that coach K You know what, fuck it I just aim at his knee And make 'em kneel after I stab him with the knife You might have the knowledge to know what happened But that's only if he survive through the night If you owe me a knick, I be at your door I don't gotta turn a knob all I gotta do is knock As soon as he open he'll be greeted with ten knuckles And have a face full of knots Knowledge, knight, knee, kneel, (?), knife, damn I'm wilding today Cause them last words I used show you how to silence a K Now your bitch is a money whore All I gotta do is dial her up and she got me Henny Made a quick flip so after that she figured that I cop her (copper) pennies All I gave her was a nickel bag (back) fucked his dime And I was all up in her back and when she gave me head I ain't have to tell (tail) cause he caught her (QUARTER) in the act Now speaking of money All it takes is a couple of hundreds to replace you I mean it's simple my nigga, that's what money and the fame do I got Blade like Wesley but I'm coming with an 8 too Cause these bullets is like Jungle Fever, I send a couple and erase you Now I'm a teach him the way it works Cause nigga you been cursed on this earth since your date of birth If you don't want war to (water) break than start rolling with gorillas You get more kicks than a pregnant lady and be holding on your niggas These bullets is like a woman in labor when I unload them on a nigga Cause once I start showing, they all going in her liver Now l just killed K-Shine and his motherfucking shadow Y'all gon see him under dirt or some motherfucking gravel He won't be able to walk, move, or motherfucking travel And I'm a show up to your funeral in that same fucking hoodie I wear every fucking battle! [Round 3: K-Shine] You make the worst life decisions, for instance Why the fuck do you throw up every time you in front of a good crowd? Why do all of your close battles turn into 8 Mile? Your palms be sweaty, knees weeks, arms be heavy Vomit on that sweater already, Charlie's spaghetti He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready To drop bombs but it get Osama deadly So when you say you a killa, I believe it cause you show the world That you are a hit man, another nigga calling Earl You make the worst life... nah fuck all that Reading them tweets and them blogs became extremely upsetting Y'all saying with DNA's intellect and K-Shine aggression It can go ether direction? Now either that was an insult to my intelligence Or y'alldon't know the difference between a beast and a peasant But being that we using DNA it's only right I take a scientific method and teach y'all a lesson Give me a second... Now y'all probably wondering why l bring all this to the center stage Cause if y'all don't understand a human body All you gotta do is breakdown DNA You ain't got a tough joint connected to your fucking bones You lost to X that s why I see bitch when the chrome is on (chromosome) A sperm cell from Charlie, but if he's the heart That mean that blood that pump through your veins Ain't thick enough to hold it's own So every time you spit they bring organs center stage If y'all wanna understand a human body All you gotta do is breakdown DNA Wait, now let's go these bars so y'all could feel this If y'all ain't familiar with this, this a double helix It's the same setup that this nigga use with his lyrics But I'm a show you how to take this DNA with this DNA and compare it You use one solid bar and try to make it a setup Than use words that coincide to make it look better Than and it with a wavy line so y'all think that he clever But I don't know how he fucking y'all head up When D's just like the setup A double helix Two wavy lines with little bars in between that keep 'em together If y'all wanna know why I brung all this to the center stage If y'all don't understand a human body All you gotta do H breakdown DNA Now everyone's familiar with a cell is right? We all know the human body was processed from this cell, sperm cell Which gave us life, right? Which is also DNA, but I don't think that's bright Cause ironically DNA has never been in a cell in his life Have you ever seen a cell? Have you ever made a sale? Have you ever been in a cell? No That's what lead us back to this chart Cause these are blood cells they travel through your veins To give that little shit in your chest a spark If you lack these that mean you never had a beat from the start So a cell is not an option all your beats are for bars Cause DNA can never live in a cell if you ain't got no heart nigga If y'all wanna know why I brung all this to the center stage If y'all don't understand a human body All you gotta do is breakdown DNA Now an Atom is the reason why a human energy is possible Two more atoms together creates a molecule All your energy comes from a nigga holding you down So your energy's on top of you Let's see where all your energy goes when them real clips is inside of you So if y'all wanna know why I brought all this to the center stage If y'all don't understand a human body All you gotta do is breakdown DNA No before I leave this segment I'm a leave a grade on how a human gets body (bodied) It's only right we give D and (N) A Now y'all see why l grabbed this shit? Alright now class dismissed Now look, what Fab say? "I wipe all my tears before I put on my gloves Cause it hurt when you gotta kill a nigga you love?" Well I want you to know how I feel since I'm in that position I feel like Nino Brown, nigga, minus all of the snitching G money, we could've been getting lump sums of bread You let one of yo bitches that I'm dicking fuck with yo head Now instead of getting work, you getting worked Getting fucked up instead You mean to tell me that measley bitch creeping is the reason our whole operation dead? Instead of expressing your feelings you give your dawgs up to the Feds? That's why when you say "Am I my brother's keeper?" I look you square in your eyes nigga and say "YES I AM!" And give you one to the head And Clips you condone this shit? We was supposed to be like brothers We made this carter look good We was holding down each other You let another nigga infiltrate He end up being undercover Now everybody going down, this shit bigger than Nino Brown And Conceited, I never liked you anyway, pretty motherfucker That chopper like a psychic, it be getting my palms read You caught that? That chopper like a psychic, it be getting my palms red I send that nigga right to the light if Con Ed I got a long clip that be hanging like [?] It'll be like Eric said a line , Conceited didn't get the bar said I have DNA going right over Con head ZIP EM UP!!!! [Round 3: DNA] Now in that last round you tried to breakdown my body And I admit you let your heater spray too But how can you compare a whole round to something When you about human too and you got DNA too So I can't even dap him up or give him props or respect him Cause how we know you got body parts But I won't speak about cause niggas already touched your rectum Now round 1 I told y'all the definition of Shine Was a quality of brightness that reflects light This round I'm a indicate every way possible Why him choosing that name just ain't bright For instance, when you battled John John You spit a whole round about him biting people Like you ain't have a fight outside with Joe Light and was biting people He said "You wanna battle me Shine?" you said "No" He said "Who you getting loud with Shine?" You said "Yo" After that you ain't look like Iron Mike You showed your true colors when it was time to fight Cause even though you got ultra violent (violet) We all saw the outcome between Shine and Light Now how the fuck is Shine bright when this stupid nigga got rhymes like You told Passwurdz that 2Pac was only known for being well paid But the only thing that he was really known for Was for being born and dying in LA First off 2Pac died in Vegas, that's your number one problem nigga And 2: he was born in your borough That's howl know you not a Harlem nigga So how the fuck is Shine bright when this stupid nigga got rhymes like You told John John "It's bets off if you think that Don King" Now that was cool but before that you said a odd thing Cause you told John John you let your palm spring Exactly how do you let your palm spring? I guess that means you can winter a neck or summer a lead I find that odd y'all, but since you using seasons When I shoot make your arm fall Now the fuck is Shin... you know what, let's get into some different stuff At Summer Madness 2 we witnessed 2,000 people see another nigga grip your butt After that you was fuckin' with trannies On being straight we started giving up And on top of that your man slogan is "Zip Em Up" Now either I'm buggin' or mothafuckas is trippin' But now you got me curious to know what the fuck you zipping? You just another 5 foot nigga with a death wish Sawed off Shotty but shit ain't shooting out bread sticks I break every bone in your foot you try to give me that easy dead kick So that when you slide up like a dancer we'll all see your leg twitch First Dot Mob was lookin' shaky, now Zip Em Up lookin' desperate Where the fuck you find your soldiers at Shine? Look like you got [?] off Craigslist I catch y'all while y'all at a party, load up, let my tec spit And give a dip to everybody that's on line, nigga I'm Netflix And when I shoot you better hope that them shells miss you But how you a Blood but don't rep it? Let me 2-12 with you In the streets you don't got a ratchet, you don't hold niggas guns When it's beef you don't fight, we never seen you fold niggas once In jail you used to wash niggas socks and owe niggas funds So it makes sense why you Blood, cause out of 32 niggas you owe 31 (0-31) Now I'm loading up in Jersey with an old dirty gun And since Red Blood too I give 0 31 Than after that I clip his dreads Bullets ricocheted off his ear than hit his head Now y'all probably wondering why I'm mixing Shine and 0 together Not cause them niggas dead I'm just showing y'all after I kill a Dot I got it in for Red (InfaRed) And if Roc owe me a rock that'll get you killed So you better have my cake doe Cause once I start shootin' all you niggas better lay low You gon see, if I see this cat fishing I'm a let my 8 go So just think Notre Dame cause I'm a get this man tied if Tay owe Plus l feel like Lebron cause I'm good with the Heat My credibility perfect everywhere nigga, I'm good in these streets Third round I'm cookin' him nigga Shine looking deceased But Don Demarco I feel like Freeway, so put on a beat Round 3, yeah it's getting hot in here Y'all know my slogan (GET EM THE FUCK OUTTA HERE!) Round 3, yeah it's getting hot in here Y'all know my slogan (GET EM THE FUCK OUTTA HERE!) First I murder Roc, just got rid of Tay Tay Kill 'em in the morning, I'm a show you how to break Day No scope, no chopper, you don't even need an AK Just a big ass Streetsweeper to get K (Kay) slayed (Slay) Fuck it, now l see I'm who you idolize Death's been set and your funerals been finalized Fam gon get 'em a wake with this iron 9 Now your people mourning (morning) See your soul rising shine (rise and shine) So nigga rise and shine, I'm in my best day Never could you see me in the swing I'm in my best place Scope 4-5 and the 9 with the best aim RIP to BIG cause he dying on his death date Ready for mine, steady with 9's, heavy with rhymes Gave him a warning now he ready to die Great with respect, signing them checks That 9 and that Who Shot Ya, now you seeing Life After Death And I'm a Roc A Fella, and hell nah I ain't with Roc-A-Fella He gon rock now but I'm gon' rock forever I give this nigga some hot shit like Dr. Pepper And I just killed him on beat and Acappella