SwayOne Announced to be hooked up with a new
underground
Emcee soon to be featured on the
HeartlesSEnt Mix tape -
Jan 14, 2003
Spits Signed To HeartlesSEnt - Jan 20, 2002
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SwayOne - A Million Eyes
HeartlesSEnt - The Mixtape
HeartlesSEnt © 2003
(Chorus x2)
Cradle me with southern skies, come watch me
with a million eyes.
(Verse 1)
A million eyes, a million stars.
Hard times, are the cause for these million scars.
Some physical, others shown only mentally.
Emotionally, and physically both effected me.
Took control of me, concentration brought to an end.
A million thugs lost, a million life's brought to an end.
A million mothers, shedding a million tears for their sons.
A million souls lost, taken away using guns.
So whets the outcome, or the cause for all of this.
More anger, more rage, more people acting scandalous.
Selfish people, greedy mother*cheers trying to take control of this.
Knowing no one will ever put and end to this.
Imp going crazy, knowing that my days are counted.
My state of mind is making me see life disrupted.
Minds being corrupted with the game, it makes me sick.
Knowing that they are growing up based on lies, makes me think.
Thinking is the knowledge given in school really sinking?.
Knowledge is key, with it no one can gain control of us.
A hold of us, we might be young but we age much faster.
We go thru life much faster, meaning we die much faster.
(Chorus X2)
Cradle me with southern skies, come watch me
with a million eyes.
(Verse2)
Take a look into my life, or try to see life
thru my eyes.
Living in darkness, hiding my life with a simple disguise.
Keeping my life from reaching my mothers beautiful eyes.
I don't want to tell her, her son can die one of these nights.
Shot dead in the streets, life taken away from me.
I'm lost, the devil in me has planted his seeds.
It seems like any feeling he sees he takes it and feeds.
Leaving me with visions of me being death, be being deceased.
Me walking up to my casket, saying to my self (Help Me Please
I cant hide from it, yet alone run from it.
It always finds me and it wont let me leave.
I can no longer dream, nightmares is all I see)
I step back, my body falls back into the casket.
I say to myself I don't want to go just yet, I'm not ready to die.
So I ask my two angels to watch me, with a million eyes.
(Chorus X2)
Cradle me with southern skies, come watch me
with a million eyes.
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