we all need to find our way back home CHORUS 'Cause the eyes of the world are watching you They are searching for someone to follow Yeah, the eyes of the world
all need to find our way back home CHORUS 'Cause the eyes of the world are watching you They are searching for someone to follow Yeah, the eyes of the world
praise Him main and try to give Him more of us Let us live our lives with Him, spend our days and nights with Him Ignore the trash the world has to offer
the pain and only he can really see Through the eyes of a child A baby born wild Gangsta shit flow through his blood and no one had to show him how Kill
in their eyes Surprise Aceyalone has arrived They surround around the microphone like shit attracts flies I arise The Thai gets me high I find him, stand right behind him
drunk and it feels more like a coffin - and if she gouged out of his fuckin` eyes would it help him see all the pain the shame and the fuckin` misery she hates this fuckin` world
manifesting, everybody in this room A real partna forever, I know I can never be him But if I make him my example, when you see me then you'll see him
the first Who gon' keep on talking when the 4-4's burst? Smokin' weed like its legal, possessed by the words The world is a ghetto man there ain't no
non-existence But this was not a game for him Blood in his eyes The beast inside This is not over, my search for a window To another world Die
he does it how he does Wasn't cause he had Buzzards circlin' round his head Waitin for him to drop dead, was it? Or was it cause some bitches wrote him
to notice, But the fool on the hill Sees the sun going down, And the eyes in his head, See the world spinning round. And nobody seems to like him They
Cuz when the paper gone...you gon' slide too Niggaz wanna ball, but got to fall to rise While the world spins around they wanna stall they eyes Close
do, give him the love that he want. And I do, give him the love that he needs. And I do, give him the love, that no girl in this world, could ever touch
he's telling me 'Dad I need some food'? I'm looking down at my stomach and mine is grumbling too What can I tell him when he's twenty-two And he's asking
3] for eternal warfare [repeat 3] Only time will tell who diez, these are the days of our livez Come look deeply in my eyes, these are the days of our
Layzie Bone] Mama said it's a cruel world And I still can't believe some of them things that I've seen with my own eyes Weak niggas frontin like the
