EyezOnThaPrize

*CZAR's First Verse*

Call me Isaac Hayes
I been in a funk for a Lil bit
He died on my birthday
And I ain't even hear of it
But the spirit live on in the whip
Like herbie the love bug
Special blend of soul
Like a cigarette
Spark fire to my cerebellum
And I don't even smoke
But I'm seeing more bars than a felon
On his third strike, when Bill Clinton was the president
Just a young firebender
Growing in his element
Anyways, just left the barber shop
I got a crisp fade
Bout to the enjoy the day
The Lord had made
The Direct deposit hit
Forgot that it was payday
Might see a brotha give praise
As I change lanes
On 460, cuz I've been going through the motions, seeds sowing in me
Still have yet to flourish, foolish pride and envy
Might just be my downfall
Just pray that a brotha
Stay faithful through it all

*Hook*

Eyez on tha prize
We ain't never stopping
Rather try and fail
Quitting ain't an option
Just a East Georgia Brotha
On the east side
Walton County to Virginia
Throwing Peace signs

Eyez on tha prize
We ain't never stopping
Rather try and fail
Quitting ain't an option
Hand to the plow
Don't work, don't eat
I'm on my grown man
Tryna practice what I preach

*CZAR's Second Verse*

Man its
Love peace and unity
For my folks
Deliverance over the things only God knows
They tearing down projects to build condos
Cutting art class, ghetto got Picasso’s
Now the bros tryna be a different Pablo
That’s why I’m molding my art, my frida khalo
Beside me, every syllable quoted precisely
Subliminal meaning bringing healing to ya psyche
I’m up to something
Mo better than I’ve ever been
I’ve got the joy and the jazz like
Bleek Gilliam
Believing in a nappy headed Jesus
Not the European
Had it seeming like
Black life ain’t have meaning
Got me leaning on the solid rock
Feeling thankful / I’m a servant to a sovereign God
That’s real woke, not a false cover
I️ can love my black skin, and white brothas
It’s all love cuz it’s

*Hook*

Eyez on tha prize
We ain't never stopping
Rather try and fail
Quitting ain't an option
Just a East Georgia Brotha
On the east side
Walton County to Virginia
Throwing Peace signs

Eyez on tha prize
We ain't never stopping
Rather try and fail
Quitting ain't an option
Hand to the plow
Don't work, don't eat
I'm on my grown man
Tryna practice what I preach