Look Into My Eyes

[Defari]

Yeah, this ain't no funny style rap (no way)

with the lights and neon

This that real shit with Mighty Mi, and my nigga Mr. Eon

And they came all the way to L.A. for this one

Eastern Conference All-Stars boy

Yeah, ha-ha, so check it out...

[Verse 1]

I cherish good word in the scripture

Just like the frozen moments in every picture

No less than a hundred percent, that's what I give-ta

And on any quest to be the best in my center

Scarin a regime that lasted for many years

Wash 'em down like Crown and beers, cheers

Here's a toast to a new westcoast brigadere

They hate from a distance but then smile when they near

Really in fear - I wanna make this landmark with my trademark

Beam my shinin light on all those who stay dark

In the mind, searchin, seekin you'll find

what's been right, in front of your face all the time

For example; I grew up in a city of scandal

I knew that nothin was iller than the drum and piano

The commando, bada la sio de la Los Angel

With Xzibit I told you that my +Business+ I gotta +Handle+

So I gamble, I rap for my mighty old camel

With a touch of elequence like a mahogany panel

Wood grain, every line I feed the brain food

Pick or choose the degree'll abuse, while the noose'll loose

[Hook - 2X]

So when you look into my eyes, you won't see no funny guy

Just a serious side, that can't no money buy

When you look into my eyes and you see my physi-cal

You'll see maximum dedication to the men-tal

[Verse 2]

So when you look into my eyes, you won't see mini-mal

Some brothers is righteous, some crimi-nal, what is it now?

Do we all stand up the same?

Do we all fare equal in this life of game?

I don't think so, the color of the skin makes one unequal

And what is now was once then, divided people

No justice, when a cop prejudges

How many cops dump glocks when a man just budges?

The budgets, are bigger with devils than in the ghettos

Senior citizens blowin their checks at the Meadows

On the three horse, a pint of Jack

Skip a three-course meal, and wash away the pain he feel

Imagine going to war for a country, and when ya get back

you can't work (what?) for none of they companies

They try to chump me, loan sharks are feedin me money

I'm so hungry, the American Dream, it ain't that lovely

[Hook: 2X]

{*scratched sample* 2X

"Look.. into my eyes and..."

"...all you see..."<--- Mr. Eon

[Verse 3]

Cuz if I could, I'd give ten meals to every hood

Make sure the children eat well and live good

Make sure the mothers and the fathers got figures

So they don't have to smoke away the pain or drink the liquor

I'm a brand new nigga in this matrix game

And incase you didn't know, revolution mean change

So I'ma change what I can for the grown man

Tell the world I feed my family with my own hands

Let 'em know oh fo' sho' that nigga Herut pro

Fuckin up ya brain, like the whitest of blow

On the go, I gotta reach all my goals

And word to M.O.P. like +Ice+ I'm straight +Cold+ nigga

[Hook: 2X]