Apani B Fly Emcee: A Million Eyes

aus dem Album: Spot Me/A Million Eyes 12"

Songtext:
Deep beneath the southern skies, and watch me win a million eyes - 2x Schwarz Weiß Folie

[Apani]
Yo, what you think you doin' nigga
Nigga where you think you goin'
Nigga watch your place, acting like you're not knowin'
Showin' your ass, nigga show me your teeth Immobilien Brühl
Bisk and showin' your scars deep
Three verse a man, verus proper large, who's in charge
Can't bargain, can't win, I'm in the zone to
Plot to your kind of kin
We blend to bite the bottom
Share proper shacks Wermelskirchen Immobilien
After monks n' cotton
People forgot, fuck 'em
Bad luck sucks
Black bucks will be more bucks
For Daddy Warbucks, and stuck-up society whores
Take my family tree down to the core bergisch gladbach folienbeschriftung
Even more is hidden
Forbidden to your eyes and mind
More lies fashioned for the un-wise
Nothin' surprise, mean no more
I be surprised if shit changed
I'd fun fast and far if I could escape this cage Haus Hagen
Can't contain my rage
Guess that's why they keep me locked
Keep me livin' here to mouth, hustlin' for what I got
If I drop Apan, here come the vultures
All I really got that's mine, is my pride and culture
What ch'all want that too? Lena Gerke
Wouldn't you hate me, if I was you?
Wouldn't you want me dead
Take a minute, let that sink into your head
You call me into be, my blood's red
I'm flesh and bones, too human like you
Can I live, sayin' really (I'm sayin') Nachbau Grundrisse

Deep beneath the southern skies, and watch me win a million eyes – 2x

[Apani]
I stood up to be counted
You beat me down surrounded by your million eyes Denkmalschutz
My bones cracked, it sounded like Hell's thunder
Under attack, arms pinned back
Blurry vision, bloody, can't see who first stuck me
Between my thighs, I felt ugly
They took turns to fuck me
Beneath southern skies, they want to shame me Kudzu
Make me think I'm nothin'
But I'm still every woman, plus
Won't give them the satisfaction, of reaction
These bastards will have to kill me
Spill my blood on the roots of this willow tree
While strange fruits swings off the limbs of plenty Cranberries
If that be G-d's will, then so it is
I'd rather die in birth, than raise his kids
I leave this black hole with my soul intact
Never looked back, now once he put his tongue in my mouth
I'm a spit on his fronts, never give in
Rather go out strapped, even if I can't win, (what)

Deep beneath the southern skies, and watch me win a million eyes – 2x