Your Eyes

Iomos Marad ft. Quan (of The Mad Prophets) and iRonicLee - “Your Eyes”
[Emcee(s): Iomos Marad, Quan (of The Mad Prophets), and iRonicLee]
[Producer(s): Wes Pendleton]

[Verse 1: Iomos Marad]
Yeah, created and made for such a time as this
No more questions ‘bout my purpose—ain’t it obvious?
The times say, “Right is wrong, do the opposite”
Is there anybody righteous doing music? (I don’t know, bruh)
Now these days, righteous ways are even twisted
We had ambassadors of truth, but they missed it (Woop, woop!)
Drank the Kool-Aid raw, then turned to misfits
On a world tour? What you doing that for?
We can’t ignore no more the sick and the poor
When there’s people in need that’s right outside our door
Crawl to comе out just to go back in again
Some people nеver see the Sun before their life end
No compromising, major prophets of the time now
We slowed it down and put the soul back in it now
Jump around, being crunk, yo, that’s out of here
Trying to sound industry? Heh, out of here
In the game just for dough? Bruh, that’s out of here
No doubt, You Are is timeless, and we ain’t going out
Yeah, You Are, we ain’t going out
This is timeless, y’all, we never going out

[Verse 2: Quan (of The Mad Prophets)]
I represent the untalented nine-tenths
Always Heaven-sent, mind-baffling logic
Oasis in the deserts (Deserts), blossoms in the streets (Streets)
How often do we get a chance to put faith to feet?
A line of occupations with our basic beliefs
Choice of hesitation, but purpose was calling me now
Too few to label for my peoples harvesting
Caught up in the cycle, hustling and bustling
To serve my people, love has to be seen, and within
That same service, the Lord has to be seen. Now
I must admit there’s a few dark scenes
Make you lose hope if your focus is the cream
Make you wanna stop it if you looking for a profit
Look through God’s eyes, and you will see past the nonsense
Ezekiel 37 Verse 5 and 6
There’s still hope for the Chocolate Metropolis (Revive again)

[Verse 3: iRonicLee]
We keep our hearts to the streets, you keep your ears there
And though I’m lacking right now, fam, I still share
I wasn’t raised here (Nope), but I was made here (Yup)
Despite getting robbed at gunpoint, stay here
Because I pray here and I see clear
I never been the type to front, so I’m in the rear
With the scenery, never chase the greenery
But when it come to the truth, you see the fiend in me
‘Cause I’m a glutton for it, and I hope I show it
In everything that I think, do, or say ‘cause it’s
Not mine, but I’m praying it’s Yahweh ‘cause I’m
Refusing to lose ‘cause I’m doing it y’all’s way
Yeah, cousin, where we got it twisted?
Our observation’s off somewhere, we missed it
So we need to start listening ‘cause the people
We targeting? We missing them (Damn!)