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