Текст песни 4 Your Eyez Only (J. Cole) с переводом

For your eyes only, for your eyes only

(For your eyes, for your eyes)

For your eyes only

Hey, niggas be dying on the daily

It seems my dreams faded for far too long

The consequences deadly

Can’t visualize myself as nothing but a criminal

Control the block, serving up rocks and stay subliminal

'Cause young niggas is hardheaded, they letting off

Full of adrenaline, ignorant to what death can cause

Ain’t no coming back, family dressed in black

Plus it’s hot now, the cops outside, it’s hard to flip a pack

And my daughter gotta eat, her mama be stressing me

Like I ain’t the one who put them Jays on her feet

Like I ain’t out in the field like that

I might be low for the moment but I will bounce back

Despite the charges, back to the wall, I fight regardless

Screaming, «Fuck the law,» my life is lawless

That’s what you call it, ain’t got to be no psychic

To see this is like the farthest thing from heaven

This is hell and I don’t mean that hyperbolic

I try to find employment even if it’s wiping toilets

But these felonies be making life the hardest

Resisting the temptation to run up and swipe a wallet

Or run up on your yard, snatch your daughter bike and pawn it

That’s why I write this sonnet

If the pressure get too much for me to take and I break

Play this tape for my daughter and let her know my life is on it

(For your eyes) Let her know my life is on it

(For your eyes) For your eyes only

For your eyes, do you understand?

For your eyes, do you understand me?

For your eyes, do you understand?

For your eyes, do you understand me?

For your eyes, do you understand?

For your eyes, do you understand me?

For your eyes, do you understand?

For your eyes only

You probably grown now so this song’ll hit you

If you hearing this, unfortunately means

That I’m no longer with you in the physical

Not even sure if I believe in God but because you still alive

He got me praying that the spiritual is real

So I can be a part of you still, my pops was killed too

So I know how part of you feels

Maybe you hate me, maybe you miss me, maybe you spite me

Life goes in cycles, maybe you’ll date a nigga just like me

I hope not, I’m tired of dope spots

And fiends that smoke rocks

I’ve seen far too many niggas' hopes rot

I’m writing this because me and the devil had a dance

Now I see death around the corner, 'pologizing in advance

Don’t know if I ever had a chance

At a glance, I’m a failure

Addicted to pushing paraphernalia

But Daddy had dreams once, my eyes had a gleam once

Innocence disappeared by the age of eight years

My Pops shot up, drug-related, mama addicted

So Granny raised me in projects where thugs was hanging

Blood was staining the concrete

Older niggas I loved talked like they was above

Maintaining a timesheet, that’s slow money

Picked up the family business by the age of 13

Six years later was handed sentence

'Round the same time is when you came in this world

Me and your mama thinking:

«What the fuck we naming this girl?»

I told her «Nina,» the prettiest name that I could think of

For the prettiest thing my eyes had ever seen, I was 19

Took me two felonies to see the trap

This crooked-ass system set for me

And now I fear it’s too late for me to ever be

The one that set examples that was never set for me

I’m living fast, but not fast enough

'Cause karma keeps on catching up to me

And if my past becomes the death of me

I hope you understand

For your eyes, do you understand?

For your eyes, do you understand me?

For your eyes, do you understand?

For your eyes, do you understand me?

For your eyes, do you understand?

For your eyes, do you understand me?

For your eyes, do you understand?

For your eyes only

It’s several ways I could’ve went out, too many to count

Was it the trigger happy crackers that the badges give clout?

Was it the young niggas, blasting frustrated

'Cause the cash running out?

Niggas don’t know how to act in a drought

See, baby girl, I realized

My definition of a real nigga was skewed

My views misshaped by new mixtapes

That confirmed the shit I learned in the streets was true

That real niggas don’t speak when they beef with you

They just pull up on your street, let the heat achoo

And if a real nigga hungry, he gon' eat your food

I was a fool, spent all my time ducking school, ducking cops

Ducking rules, hugging blocks that don’t love you

I pray you find a nigga with goals and point of views

Much broader than the corner, if not it’s gon' corner you

Into a box, where your son don’t even know his pops

And the cyclical nature of doing time continues

My worst fear is one day that you come home from school

And see your father face while hearing 'bout tragedy on news

I got the strangest feeling your daddy gonna lose his life soon

And sadly if you’re listening now it must mean it’s true

But maybe there’s a chance that it’s not

And this album remains locked

In a hard drive like valuable jewels

And I can teach you this in person

Like I’m teaching you to tie your own shoes

I love you and I hope to God I don’t lose you

For your eyes only

For your eyes, for your eyes only

For your eyes, for your eyes only

For your eyes, do you understand?

For your eyes only

One day your daddy called me, told me he had a funny feeling

What he’d been dealing with lately, he wasn’t telling

I tried to pick his brains, still he wasn’t revealing

But I could feel the sense of panic in his voice

And it was chilling, he said:

«Jermaine, I knew you since we was children

I never asked for nothing, when times was hard

I never had discussions with you, begging you to help me

I dealt with the repercussions of my actions

I know you tried to steer me 'way from that shit

But that shit was in my blood, you know my life

I know your momma, nigga, send my love

In case I never get a chance to speak again

I won’t forget the weekends spent sleeping at your crib

That’s the way I wished my family lived

But my granny crib was in the 'jects»

I had to interject like:

«Nigga, what you talking 'bout? Fuck is you getting at?»

He said, «Listen, I got no time to dive into descriptions

But I been having premonitions

Just call it visions from the other side

I got a feeling I won’t see tomorrow

Like the time I’m living on is borrowed

With that said, the only thing I’m proud to say, I was a father

Write my story down, and if I pass

Go play it for my daughter when she ready»

And so I’m leaving you this record, for your eyes only

Don’t you ever scratch or disrespect it

This perspective is a real one, another lost 'Ville son

I dedicate these words to you and all the other children

Affected by the mass incarceration in this nation

That sent your pops to prison when he needed education

Sometimes I think that segregation would’ve done us better

Although I know that means that I would never

Be brought into this world 'cause my daddy was so thrilled

When he found him a white girl to take back to Jonesboro

With lil' Zach and Cole World, barely one years old

Now it’s 30 years later, making sure this story’s told

Girl, your daddy was a real nigga, not 'cause he was cold

Not because he was the first

To get some pussy 12 years old

Not because he used to come through

In the Caddy on some vogues

Not because he went from bagging up

Them grams to serving O’s

Nah, your daddy was a real nigga, not 'cause he was hard

Not because he lived a life of crime and sat behind some bars

Not because he screamed, «Fuck the law»

Although that was true

Your daddy was a real nigga 'cause he loved you

For your eyes only