Three-Eyed Raven by Ezzen Speed Lyrics
(Verse 1)
Third-eye open on the scene (yea)
Niggas spittin' up lean (huh)
Clouded mind for the fiends (yea)
Leave em in a smokescreen (woah)
Cause my vision's too keen (yea)
So I fight above the green (dun, nun)
Said they coming for our spleens (yea)
Farm us up for the means (like cattle)
Third-eye open on the scene (can't battle)
Niggas bitchin' like teens (no saddle)
Tuck you into the machine (don't rattle)
Hang you up to dry clean (too breezy)
They back to school and I'm the dean (yea)
Study the bars, the vaccine (huh?)
Got you kids stuck in time (no echo)
Too absorbed in the dime (so let go)
(Hook)
I roll up to Denny's with pennies, a hundred percent'ies
(yeah, yeah)
Tippin' the waitress my number, we hit up the Henny
(woah, yeah)
Said she was lost in the slumber, I don't blame you Jenny
(yeah, yeah)
They pullin' the shade to get paid, but I got the remedy
(Verse 2)
I got them frenemies
I got niggas talkin' bout being better than me
Think they ahead of me, know not what readily
I keep locked away for their last reveille
Yall talking allegedly, enough with the penalties
So I'm unloading that newfound weaponry
This is intensity, hit that telepathy
Yeah so take that and commit it to memory
Don't fucking step at me!
Third-eye open on the scene (yea)
Niggas don't know what they mean (huh)
Flappin' ya lips in routine (yea)
Now I'm serving this cuisine (woah)
Yeah my vision's too keen (yea)
And I'm dodgin' the foreseen (dun, nun)
Get May-Weather'd in the ring (yea)
This left hook will make ya sing (like a bird)
(Verse 3)
Third-eye open on the scene (yuh)
Niggas need quarantine (huh)
Made you sick for the means (yuh)
Let me get the gasoline (fire)
Said my vision's too keen (sharp)
So I fight above the green (dun, nun)
And yall lacking hygiene (wha?)
Swimming in the same latrine (ugh)
Third-eye open on the scene (can't battle)
Niggas bitchin' like teens (no saddle)
Tuck you into the machine (don't rattle)
Hang you up to dry clean (too breezy)
They back to school and I'm the dean (yea)
Study the bars, the vaccine (huh?)
Rappers not genuine (fakes)
Got you kids in a line (stakes)
(Hook)
I switch up the flow as I go, in my early twenties
(yeah, yeah)
A symbol for those in the know, got bars a plenty
(woah, yeah)
Laid claim to these seven seas, call me captain Kenny
(yeah, yeah)
They pullin' the shade to get paid, but I got the remedy
Third-eye open on the scene (yea)
Niggas spittin' up lean (huh)
Clouded mind for the fiends (yea)
Leave em in a smokescreen (woah)
Cause my vision's too keen (yea)
So I fight above the green (dun, nun)
Said they coming for our spleens (yea)
Farm us up for the means (like cattle)
Third-eye open on the scene (can't battle)
Niggas bitchin' like teens (no saddle)
Tuck you into the machine (don't rattle)
Hang you up to dry clean (too breezy)
They back to school and I'm the dean (yea)
Study the bars, the vaccine (huh?)
Got you kids stuck in time (no echo)
Too absorbed in the dime (so let go)
(Hook)
I roll up to Denny's with pennies, a hundred percent'ies
(yeah, yeah)
Tippin' the waitress my number, we hit up the Henny
(woah, yeah)
Said she was lost in the slumber, I don't blame you Jenny
(yeah, yeah)
They pullin' the shade to get paid, but I got the remedy
(Verse 2)
I got them frenemies
I got niggas talkin' bout being better than me
Think they ahead of me, know not what readily
I keep locked away for their last reveille
Yall talking allegedly, enough with the penalties
So I'm unloading that newfound weaponry
This is intensity, hit that telepathy
Yeah so take that and commit it to memory
Don't fucking step at me!
Third-eye open on the scene (yea)
Niggas don't know what they mean (huh)
Flappin' ya lips in routine (yea)
Now I'm serving this cuisine (woah)
Yeah my vision's too keen (yea)
And I'm dodgin' the foreseen (dun, nun)
Get May-Weather'd in the ring (yea)
This left hook will make ya sing (like a bird)
(Verse 3)
Third-eye open on the scene (yuh)
Niggas need quarantine (huh)
Made you sick for the means (yuh)
Let me get the gasoline (fire)
Said my vision's too keen (sharp)
So I fight above the green (dun, nun)
And yall lacking hygiene (wha?)
Swimming in the same latrine (ugh)
Third-eye open on the scene (can't battle)
Niggas bitchin' like teens (no saddle)
Tuck you into the machine (don't rattle)
Hang you up to dry clean (too breezy)
They back to school and I'm the dean (yea)
Study the bars, the vaccine (huh?)
Rappers not genuine (fakes)
Got you kids in a line (stakes)
(Hook)
I switch up the flow as I go, in my early twenties
(yeah, yeah)
A symbol for those in the know, got bars a plenty
(woah, yeah)
Laid claim to these seven seas, call me captain Kenny
(yeah, yeah)
They pullin' the shade to get paid, but I got the remedy