PYSCLOPS EYE DROPS is a song in English
We illuminate to make you awake
You moving weight, then keep ya tooly straight
We move with cake, from pools to the lakes
From lakes to the oceans
Oceans until we floating
Cruising and coasting
Remember roasting young and dumb in them lunch lines
Now it's boasting, tons of fun as we run in the sunshines
Still bust a gun on anyone to come and touch mines
We the ones that come get it done whenever it's crunchtime
We puff pines during celebrations
Or drunk wines that come from cellar basements
Rough rhymes you can tell my greatness
Powerful enough propel hella spaceships
Houses shaking, banging, neighbors thanking
What the hell is they making,
Record breaking, breaking records like they expected
My pay perfected, money maker methods
It's epic what they collected, I mic check it, 1 2 1 2
Come through, our funds cool for what they want to do
Comfortable with bay on bays near these beaches
Strong songs that stay in your ear like security pieces
With enough funds to go and cure these leeches
Money talks and I'm pretty sure that he's speechless
No security breaches cause we just buss more than public transit
Free of corrupted bandits
20 Trillion over budget who the fuck planned this
Hoods tore up and the planets sick
When they handing chips to the wrong people
With a history of known evils
It's no mystery that it's fixing to be a long sequel.
But the thrones peaceful and belongs to we bro
Cause the man, how the hell he know we supposed to get zero
From stories that he told that made you and me owe anything
For Malcolm it's by any means
Do it for Martin cause he ain't get to live his dreams
So let's get it Kings and let's get it queens
Welcome to the vibe hops
Better than them high bops
It just felt like time stopped
Verbalized visines rhyme schemes might seems like eye-drops for the Cyclops
This is for yours 3rds, never heard and absurd word in any of my thoughts
River City music notes keeping your dude afloat
Eternal timekeepers Pre-son us in the studio
Always in the mood to flow -- things, to Euphoric Phone rings
It's Quarantined minds; finally finding them openings
All of our old dreams and imaginations
Free times to rewind, finding aspirations
Few master greatness being smashed in spaces
Tested in classes we ace with, not being last in races
Not knowing how we were classed by racist
Cause sound has no basis nor boundaries
So thankful it found a G
Surrounding me; like walls of women and men in countless counties
See; amounts of these, bounties be astounding fees
We proudly feed the crowds in need of our Spirituality
Funkology, Miracles become obviously,
Signs from the divine that this Odyssey
Is for all to see; knobs we tweak, notes we peak
As the drumsticks go to the beat
Trumpets and samples speak, to something within my soul so deep
Can't go to sleep cause we don't know those sheeps
Often times they expose those creeps
To super low areas that none of us are none to reach
With my Korgys and bassess I stay lifted in the zone with peeps
Freestyle I hone my speech so a clone can't leach
We grown to preach what we practice
All we ask is yall rock out on each axis
Cause at this exact second is when the best moment ever
Begins now from the clouds you've weathered
Whether those feathers are penned to author forevers
Cause most nevers could go better
It's untold treasures await us all
Every legend was a benchwarmer just waiting to ball
Every champ hates to fall short of numero uno and you should know
They do the most before viewing yo funeral
Few would go; though most claim to be coming
Butterflies from cocoons; we change into something
I originally was, the eternal energy; infinites buzz
Light and dark fear and focused, hate mixed with the love
So be it below as it is up above