firstly, looks like won the Best International Video - Group award from MUCH MUSIC big up to canada! we love you guys, thanks :)
now, for the meat of this post:
i may have posted this before somewhere, but i thought since were playing reading my eyes a bit on stage, id give you a little background. i think we wrote the song back in 97 or 98. it was an original demo from when the band was called XERO, which means it was written (and originally performed) by me and my friend mark. this was one of the songs on the demo we would send out to record companies to try and get signed, and it was on some of the demos we passed out to friends and new fans (the blue cassette with the baby on the cover).
we decided to put it in the show because a lot of the hardcore fans wanted to hear us play itthe only time we played it with chester before this tour was in tokyo, 2006.
looking back at the lyrics, its crazy; some of its really dated, some of its still dope, and some of it makes virtually no sense whatsoever. but ive seen some really bad interpretations of the lyrics on so-called lyric websites that are WAY OFF so i figured id give you the real lyrics. here you go:
READING MY EYES LYRICS
from XERO DEMO
the microphone molester / machete undresser "stupid-dope-fresh" type shit resurrector top gun / miramar / best of the best-er the leave-an-MC-peace-in-rest-er skill tester / the flex-the-gunner the make-funner / the adversary make runner make summer cold with rhymes i spit kick gift to lifted delinquent wit I be the prophet / my rhyme--top it? stop it. fly like rocket when I rock it lock it down with this perverse verse every fuckin curse a burst of hurt move crowds: physical fitness rhymes coke heads couldn't do my lines i'm decorated like christmas pines my battalion rocks MCs become silohetes of chalk
Chorus: Reading my eyes will say it in many ways Losing my pride will save it in many days
hit the dirt because the words I spit will do more than just rip your shirt i'll bitch slap your soul contact the track control you coming at me? you can't hack it though so ridiculous watching my crew get sick of this wickedness pitchin' this lyrical viciousness to crews and cliques made of men and mistresses this is my life the twilight in the fight night and trying to see nothing but the highlights when I write these eyes on horizons die for my song cry rhymes in krylon fire on / move men telekenetically esoterically beat-speaking with clarity feel my verity / heroism of heresy and sever every MC I see with severity
why not what i came (3x) Why not give me what I came to deserve Why not give me what I came to believe (2x)