8 Eyes

[Verse 1]
Yeah, Lord of the Mics 4, man couldn't hear him
Called man out and a man really scared him
West London, man, I repped that early
If it ain't Jack'um, I don't wanna hear him
Headtop in the air, yeah, man, I aired him
One eye open, looking like Fetty
Put him on his bum, yeah, man, I chaired him
Say my name on a tune, I dare him
Say my name on a tune, that's risky
Come to the set, Cannon, Risky
Not one don that'll clap for a pinky
Nose on the ting all fat like Binky
Indi-ers on the cam, that's you
Saw it late, yeah, that's me
Talking shit to the people, you
When I found out, I was like "that's me"
Let's have it
Pulling out tings like Go-Go Gadget
I was in 139, avoiding crime
Saw my man, now he's gone like magic
Hit the corner like Toad in traffic
Mario Kart, spring your clart
Show these youts what's really tragic
Got a new ting called automatic
Light the candle, come back round, dismantle
You already know I'm too hot to handle
Don't believe me? Then go and ask
I said don't believe me? Then go and ask Daniel
Holla at me for the MC manual
Year-in, year-out, I do less work
But my name still rings like Solomon Samuel
How do I do it?
Walk with me, I might talk you through it
Who would've thought it?
A49s when I touch man snort it
Indi-ers on the timeline, don't backtrack too late cuh
Man already saw it
Got a DM from the ting, she caught it
Man wanna wear my flow like clothes
But it's all good cause man already wore it

[Hook]
I've got eight eyes
See everyting through God's eyes
And I've got a ting
That'll take out eight guys
Eight guys
Eight guys
And I've got a ting
That'll take out eight guys

[Verse 2]
Yeah, yeah, so what now? Who's hot now?
Show me the gwop now, who's on top now?
Sure ain't my man, can't be a sideman
Come to the side, man
Dare one of these likkle man try try man, gah
Letting off tings with the ratchet
One man down, no way can I catch it
Body so big but still man ah catch it, gah
Carry on talking my name in vain
Push something sharp right into your vein
#RIPDwayne
Spirit told me not to do it
Well, spirit, sorry, I blew it
Got a new ting and I call that gah
Let's talk about what he's talking 'bout
'07, I was up and down the south
You was running your mout as usual
You know me, man, I keep it musical
I'm a don for all these minor fools
Without me, there wouldn't be half of you
Put him on the scale, not even a half a Q
I remember man looking after you
Came Pyro looking in my face like
Not gonna lie, wanna be just like you
That's cool, likkle man, here's a flow or two
Roll safe and I beg you stay in school
Looked left and right when he crossed the road
I could tell that you're not really from the road
Men were killing from '08 on the road
Where was you when I was at SEGA Zone?

[Hook]
I've got eight eyes
See everyting through God's eyes
And I've got a ting
That'll take out eight guys
Eight guys
Eight guys
No disguise