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Get ready to cruise! Down3r and crew are BACK with Eyez Real Low!
15 Apr 2021
DL Down3r and Jay Tablet have collaborated plenty of times in the past, and now here comes Snoopyblue to complete the new Holy Trinity of West Coast boss tracks. Get your Eyez Real Low to the ground, because we’re cruising along to this smooth and bass-heavy slapper! We’re getting pretty dank with this one. Cloudy is an understatement!


The trio complement each other perfectly with their different styles of flow and vocals. An old school g-funk track backs the track with heavy presence and makes for one hell of a return for DL! This is only his second release this year, and more is on the horizon! Mr Suga Boom Boom and his crew are making 2021 look like a breeze, which is refreshing considering the dogpile that was 2020. But even then, DL made 2020 his own! His hits are consistent, his crew are talented, his collabs are slappin’ and it’s clear to see that Eyez Real Low is just another amazing chapter in DL’s incredible hip hop legacy. It’s unfolding before our eyes in realtime, Snoopyblue and Jay Tablet are bringing the pain with their excellent synergy and DL’s charisma is as fresh as always. Yet another sweet track to add to your cruising playlists, you can’t help but want to go out to the streets in a new whip and bump this one real loud. And lucky for all of you, we’ve even been given the lyrics to this one!
LYRICS:
 
Intro
Eyes real low
I’m drifting off this motherfuckin’ medical

I gotta let it go
The wind does hit me and they don’t want smoke

Ay, ay, ay
Get rowdy in this motherfucker, rowdy in this motherfucker
Ay, ay, ay
It’s real cloudy in this motherfucker, cloudy in this motherfucker
Verse 1
Cloudy’s another statement, I’m rowdy, I’m coming in
And I’m blazin’ these razors while they’re drying their hate
I smile on a good day, swell like hooray
Shine like Joe (ay) and I’m here to the moon (ay)
Smokin’ on the finest, kinda’s ironic
My crime is a sign for fine logic
Think about it, this lime iconic
War time’s a dime is still got five on it
High as a kite, blast off for the good earth
Bong rips, paper planes, no Swiss shirts
I purr plants on special occasions
Catch me chillin’ out like fan of the cation
Chorus
Eyes real low
I’m drifting off this motherfuckin’ medical
I gotta let it go

The wind does hit me and they don’t want smoke

Ay, ay, ay
Get rowdy in this motherfucker, rowdy in this motherfucker
Ay, ay, ay
It’s real cloudy in this motherfucker, cloudy in this motherfucker
Verse 2
Eyes so low, you would think I fell asleep but no
I see everything, side effects of Mary Jane
Blamin’ it on the propane, snoopy beat, yes
Smokin’ like a brushfire, all I roll is dumb fire
Wake up every morning I sedate myself
With the only medication that helps while I’m restin’ my health
Time flight, the same colour as Sprite
Shit I hit a disco hang, you right, we gonna smoke all night
Fuck with me, we smoke big, we smoke bong
Everyday like Nate dog we bake y’all all day long, it’s the session goin’ on
It’s a top shelf party we all smoke that sorry
No room for bad weed, bad energy
That I handle my anger or my PTSD
I need cake like Betty, all gas no Reggie
And a box of them squishies cause of the low smoke heavy, ya heard
Chorus
Eyes real low
I’m drifting off this motherfuckin’ medical
I gotta let it go

The wind does hit me and they don’t want smoke

Ay, ay, ay
Get rowdy in this motherfucker, rowdy in this motherfucker
Ay, ay, ay
It’s real cloudy in this motherfucker, cloudy in this motherfucker
Verse 3
Excuse my lango but it’s part of my slango
Break a nugget’s down in a blind, you try to smango
Now we can puff on that bitch till the flame goes
Put the DVD in the slot, we’re watching Rango
Had some friends to foes, to them I say hi
Had the one that really knows how to say bye
I stay here in my safe skies, I’m chasing clouds
Cloud nine is so high from looking down
And I’m a frown from good now, just being merry
Kinda scary, my old ways, I had a berry
Irrelevant my skeletons keep popping up
Had my cake and ate it too but still it’s not enough
Huh, like a dog, yeah, I bury bones
Uhh, cause I’m sorry I couldn’t reach the phone
Uhh, I’m in touch but it’s the other zone
But I’m steady tripping on this motherfuckin’ medical
Outro
Eyes real low
I’m drifting off this motherfuckin’ medical
I gotta let it go

The wind does hit me and they don’t want smoke

Ay, ay, ay
Get rowdy in this motherfucker, rowdy in this motherfucker
Ay, ay, ay
It’s real cloudy in this motherfucker, cloudy in this motherfucker
Dope lyrics if we’ve ever seen them, fam!
Through fierce and funky west coast rap, Down3r shares his prolific work with the rest of the world, and the stage with west coast rap legends such as Coolio, Brown Boy, Jay Tablet, Lil Young, Snoopyblue, Baby Bash, Steel City Hustlers, King Z and DJ Kane to name a few. From powerful messages, lyrical poetry and sharp comments on society, to G-funk and Trap/EDM hype songs, he proves that age and experience is the opposite of a liability in today’s rap game. This little number is just another flex from his talented repertoire! It’s out on all major online retailers and streaming services, with its Spotify debut just around the corner, so stay tuned, peep those lyrics, and get ready to buy a new pair of speakers!
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