Текст песни «Eye to Eye». Doc Brown & Example & Sway Dasafo

You and me don’t see eye to eye anymore
You don’t even breathe, neither do I anymore, more
Maybe you should leave to the night, ’cause I’m sure
You and me don’t see eye to eye anymore, more

Some people to people, not seeing pupil to pupil
Ain’t seeing iris to iris, they’re being futile and brutal
Like Cyrus, the virus, a little chance they might shoot you
So give ’em laser removal, the whole kit and kaboodle

As I sit here with my pen and I doodle
Thinking ’bout how all my friendship group quadrupled with rupels
And tripled and doubled
Then suddenly, I’m covered in rubble

They were using me, their puppetry stumble
Back in 2012, I probably had 2012 contacts
Plus hundreds of contacts, lets start with the long facts
My phone book was looking like the Yellow Pages

I was spending much of life with so many strangers
In one year, I probably had six Ranges
And my dealer probably bought herself a few bracelets
Went through sick changes, yeah, the shit’s crazy

All because I fell in love with 36 chambers
Who can blame us?
Always tryna copy off inspector debt
Now I sit inside my castle, inspecting the deck

I got a sun deck, a pool deck, a food deck, who?
That you, yeah? That little kid you bullied at school
Always acted a fool and tried to be cool
Deleted you on Facebook right as soon as I blew

‘Cause all the bullies try and fool you when they ask for favours
But I’ll be in Ibiza with a couple ravers
Girls, a couple flavours
On some wrong behaviour

‘Til my missus landed on my lap, became my saviour
Had a couple failures, married Miss Australia
Fell and landed on my feet, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
You and me don’t see eye to eye anymore

You don’t even breathe, neither do I anymore, more
Maybe you should leave, ’cause I’m sure, sure
You and me don’t see eye to eye anymore, more
Bruv, the journey is nuts

20 breh’s upstairs, rollin’ herb on the bus
Rhymin’ cyphers with a lighter, we’re burnin’ it up
’05, slow grind, no one makin’ P
Verse number 183 but where’s it taking me?

Hard to show that you’re a leader when nobody sees ya’
Low exposure, overchievers, you know the procedure
I go on believing, proverbial tree and
The forest breaking down, did it make a sound?

Never special-guested, always second-bested
Mental health is tested
Clinically depressive, gave myself the emssage
If that’s what wrong with me, that’s tragic comedy

Put it on stage, make it an economy
I told the world I was a loser and they laughed
Now my garden bigger than a fuckin’ park
But I still think back to the start

Those first flows
I knew Elliot in the days of Ready Brek and Teletext
Just for Example, I came out of retirement
I just love the way the beat reacts when I abuse it

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