Eye of Horus Lyrics

[Verse 1: Ceaser]
Raised by desire, to make tracks fire
Tell whoever told you i ain't live hard that he liar
My brother facing ten in then pen, and deportation
Lets face it, we saw it coming when he lit that facie

Couples tracks in im tempted to throw this towel in
Fat lady howling only been an hour in

Yea... yea nigga i ain't cowerin'
Being realistic can't compete with what these bowels spit
These bowels spit, that coward shit
That stuff about bitches and they money clips
Never raised around that, i grew up cartoons and cereal

My bars will burn your ass like its venereal
Imperial child... grew up such a misfit
I misfit, real different from these other kids

Grew up a little different, grew up a little differt
While everyone was piffin' i just heard my gears shiftin'

Crying over splinters always told to quit my bitching
I'd retire right now but i ain't guaranteed a pension

Looking through dimensions of my psyche as it shifts
Share the name of palaces residing on the strip (uhh)
Residing on the strip (uhh)
Residing on the strip (uhh)


[Verse 2: Ozzie $u$pect]
No interjection in this complex intervention
So you shouldn't second guess it when you enter the selection

See this skin is my complexion, the sin is my recession
When i step into the section you should stop asking questions

Determined niggas with intention to serve the O-P-S lesson
Talking shit? that's what I'm guessing bust your ass just get to stepping

Chucks to your dome, you know i bang the mic its just my weapon
Intimidation... seeing this recreation
Bitch niggas on that gay shit, today its just the same shit
Bitches on that lame shit, my niggas lacking patience

In fake rappers, save your lyrics have your brain disintegrated
Can't comprehend the ink and pen, make me feel discriminated

Till the top immersion, always saying we gone make it
So that time will come niggas trust, OP$ and Ozzie SuS

Rapping shit is such a curse, fucking up and spitting worse
Like if i don't deserve to right to find me in a hearse

Off course above the dirt at the gate of heavens feet
Thank Allah for watching me, something like a giving tree

Maybe this is what i need man appropriate assumptions
My bros causing destruction, fake rappers are just destructive (uhh)
This real shit that i spit man i swear i almost quit
When my bros acting bitch on something

I need something to be inspired by
This the type of shit you can't quit unless you fired right?

Yea you see me that's that dollar sign on the rise (OP-FUCKING-MONEY SIGN)
Back on my shit but really i never left tho
You can guess i changed my flow, rapping with my chest
To evade and be the best in this small ass city
OP$ shit and that shit sounding gritty

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This song is from a young up-and-coming group from Providence, RI that try to bring that 90s East Coast Boom Bap Hip Hop back in style.

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