Eye In The Sky
P.S.I.distortion Lyrics

It's like my adversaries plottin on my death
I feel like people are conspiring against me and planning to kill me.

But I put my life in God's hands, why'know
Despite my fears, I trust God to protect me.

I'm thugged out for life, I'm a ghetto nigga for life
I come from the streets and that's a part of me that will never leave.

and uhh.. I ain't runnin from no problems
I'm not afraid to face my problems head-on.

I'm just, tryin to be stress free why'know
I'm just trying to live a peaceful life without unnecessary stress.

Sometimes you just gotta sit back and uhh..
Sometimes you just need to take a break and relax.

hit that sess and let it just marinate why'know
Smoke some weed and let it calm your mind.

Get away, ya heard me?
Let's go somewhere where we can escape our problems.

How many tears is momma gon' cry, how many caskets she gon' buy
How many times will my mother have to mourn my death or the death of someone I know?

til we all gon' realize that we all was born to die
We need to accept the fact that death is inevitable for all of us.

Niggaz standin on corners, just to scheme and plot
People are hanging around on street corners, trying to come up with plans to make money, even if it's illegal.

Niggaz killin up each other, for grams of rock
People are murdering each other over small amounts of drugs.

Subconcious all of my wrongdoing that's why I pack a long gun
I feel guilty about my past mistakes, which is why I carry a weapon for protection.

Niggaz fightin everyday, til death be the outcome
People are constantly fighting, and someone might end up dead as a result.

I got a foot in the grave and uhh, one in the pen
I feel like I'm on the verge of death or going to prison.

Homies wishin of a better life but it's blowin in the wind
My friends dream of a better life, but it seems impossible to achieve.

And I was cursed since birth cause I was born in the project
I've been disadvantaged from birth, since I was born in a poor neighborhood.

Raised on powdered milk government cheese, eggs and a county check
I grew up in poverty, surviving on government assistance like powdered milk and cheese.

I hustled in hallways with no lights
I sold drugs in the dark hallways of my building where there was no light.

Hopin I could make it through the days and live through the nights
I'm just trying to survive and make it through another day and night.

They nailed Jesus to the cross, put my people on dope
The system has oppressed my people, both through religion and the war on drugs.

I don't know a nigga in the project, that own a plane or a boat
Nobody where I come from even has the opportunity to own luxury items like planes and boats.

See society got me fed up (fed up)
I'm sick of how society treats people like me.

Brought us over here, to misled us
We were brought to this country with the promise of freedom, but we've been tricked and misled.

I gotta, troublesome mind, I gotta, troublesome soul
I struggle with my thoughts and emotions every day.

I been in and out of jail on probation and parole
I've been in trouble with the law and have had to go through the criminal justice system multiple times.

And when I really die is they gon' steal my gold teeth?
When I die, will someone steal my valuable possessions like my gold teeth?

Now who's the real animal - dem or me?
Who is really the savage, the system that oppresses me or me trying to survive?

And if you ready for me Lord, and I'm the, next contender
If it's my time to die, I'm ready to face whatever comes next.

I'm tryin to change my life, see I don't want to die a sinner
I'm trying to turn my life around and live a better life, so that if I do die, I won't go to hell.

And do the - police, really protect and serve?
Are the police really there to protect and serve the people?

Then why it ain't no crack houses, in the suburbs?
If the police were truly serving the people, then why are there no drug problems in wealthy suburbs?

Is there really a place where uhh
Is there truly a utopia that we can escape to?

ain't no fightin, ain't no killin, ain't no backstabbin
A place without violence, betrayal, and conflict.

Ain't no friends turnin against each other
No one is turning on their friends or loved ones.

Ain't no racism, ain't no hate
A place without prejudice or hate towards any group of people.

Sound like heaven to me, huh
This sounds like paradise to me.

It's hard to find
Unfortunately, this kind of place is hard to come by.