Verse 1



Dem outlaws was born to break laws and felonies

Deh got an empty gates in da town, deh run it steadily

To all my money makers cross town dissemble funds and put the pieces back together

Tryin' to drunk one another

Case thrown out, storm da courtroom, uniforms and three piece suits

From bail putting up houses and loot, he walkin'

I heard him talking to his partner

Hawkins about his way of livin'

Faces of death

He's runnin' with this older kid from around Mount Olive and Silverstone

Deh stack mad gats in da ceilin' at his baby mom's home

These narc's are watchin' us

Undercovers on the rooftop

Prepared and bullet proofed up

Jurassic blowin' cruisers up fatal

They got us trapped under this negative force

Some try to find a way out but no doubt some make it out

Some learnin' from their own mistakes

So take this negative and turn it into positive

Whether you what to listen is your prerogative.





Chorus



Take a look through my eyes and you'll see what I see

ENVY

Take a look through my eyes and you'll see what I see

JEALOUSY

Take a look through my eyes and you'll see what I see

LUST

Take a look through my eyes and you'll see what I see

HATE





Verse 2



Kick off da top lock and run in dat

Get to the point

Don't let him get the upper hand he's gamblin' with pare man

Told this kid thought he was quick, he drew but shot last

Blood on my mask

This other youth was tryin' to run for da door

And picked up one in his back and collapsed

Matter of fact my main concern was for somebody grab dis

I used my sleeve to wipe the money off the table flood it all in one bag

Deh takin' rings to bracelets and found coke inside da bin

Bit now deh takin too long, deh inside and laverishin'

Come on it's time we make a move so let's bounce from this apartment

Fly down the staircase

But now deh tarin' down the place wisely

Don't want a bate up situation therefore

So when we get to the west we sharin' out mines what's yours is yours

Beast boys come out at late night so don't speed

Ah yo a cruiser cuts us off to try ta make his way to the crime scene.



Chorus



Verse 3



Now in closin' you done know he should never brag for real

Come on you know that

Remember who can hear they must feel

But word out on the streets is that you robbin' mad peep's

And now it's getting bad to worse because it's getting too far

From front page to stolen cars narcs deh know who you are

We gotta meet him then tie him up and drive him real far

Then we separate his body chop it up for the cause Dem outlaws, breakin' in and out of gun store

Only you can understand spottin' shells on the floor

Ay yo it's far from a threat, faces of death, there's nothin' left

It's far from a threat faces of death there's nothin' left.



Chorus x 2



Outro