[Chorus] Op open your open your eyes, Look up to the skies and see I’m just a poor boy! Open your eyes Look up to the skies and see I’m just a poor boy! open your eyes, Look up to the skies and see I’m just a poor boy!
[Verse 1] Seeing is believing, believe when you see it They saying I’m the best, shit, I’m just trying to be it They tie me to a mountain of it, I just try to ski it Long distance wireless Kinect like I Wii it W, double I, spelled so you could see it Cause it’s way over their heads when I Ray Allen 3 it I’m Rondo on the Bongos, when giving you my convo We ain’t been home since you was snatched out The Congo Toast to progress as I’m staring out my condo Made it this far and I ain’t never been a tonto EEUUGHKK!, as you compare me to a fucking rookie You can’t respect the new school when you played Hookie Cooked white turn to tan, so the world is snooky School of Hard Knocks, look at where the game took me! To the limit like Montana with better grammar Bigger homes, with bigger guns and better cameras
[Chorus (x2)] Open your, open your eyes, Look up to the skies and see I’m just a poor boy!
[Verse 2] I’ve never pitched a penny in a wishing well, never! I laid it all on a fishing scale! Yes! And *an apron* it hung from a kitchen nail Straight from my memoirs as I kiss and tell Big faces like Rushmore,touch more *Fashion* trail blazer transcend us, look to us for The next mission when the tie dries up With no inner vision yet they eyes wide shut! Fifteen years of ducking spies like us Confidential informers disguise like us Jail doesn’t *resonate* with guys like us Told Wesley at the Oscars to slide like us Didn’t listen so prison is what they did to him Accountant, unscathed millions is what they hid through him Same principles you must adhere Lohan's get the breaks, the T.I.'s, we just steer through them.
[Chorus (x2)] Open your, open your eyes, Look up to the skies and see I’m just a poor boy!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
