Siris a.k.a. Pharaoh Siris

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VERSE: 1
I shaped the continents, I filled the sea, I propel the energy that turns air into breeze. I define zero, was loved by every pharaoh. A astronomical giant surrounded by silence. Can’t see me, at least not by direct vision, feel yourself rotate meditate past listenin. When I stare at ocean my reflection is glistening. I represent certain people that represent meeeee, hot ankhs, burn holes in my mutherf***in palms. Crusaded on elephant back, before we sang psalms. I don’t whistle that tune, cuz I don’t believe in your song. Your histories crooked, and you tried to spin me sideways. I’ll bless your eye with vision, so you can see it my way. Commin after those, tryin to cock block my prophecy, like I worked for millions, and they tried to seize my property. Without the sheets, you ghosts no longer mystic.

Hook:
I love to touch you, like the Ocean loves to touch sand. I knew you were built for me, when I held you in my hand. Together we’ll be until the last time I breathe, you’ll miss the vibrations of my voice when I leave.

VERSE: 2
They say im stuck in the golden era, tryin to revive shit. This iz the golden era bi***, now watch me define shit. You look lost in the trance, like you been bit by vamp bats. I’ll smash you’re whole being, like your soul was made of glass. I’ll chop you where the throat go, like you a snake in the grass. This real Hip-Hop, where lyrics become cash, not no cheerlead beat that makes bi***es shake ass. Million dollar studios out tryin to make Cats…its crazy…im a legend and still record in the basement. Im a emcee that hates and loves just like you do, drop essence through mic’s, that will strike fast and pierce you, no sign of bloody skin Sun, It’s like voodoo. Got my pick and axe, the underground iz crashin through. The most times, I woke up 10 times, wrote lines that made cats consider me the most high. This aint no f***in game to me, sun, I aint no playa, filled a void, of my father wit a broken tape deck, was raised by Tupac, Wu, Inspectah Deck, Nas, Cormega, AZ, type sh*** G. Tight spiral flows thrown wit mad meaning, don’t water my sh*** down, Make it stick like hot honey. Bitter sweet, like a hustler make bucks but stuck in the street. Do what I gatta do stay on my feet, before I lay it down, envision myself free. Makin solid moves that prove beneficial to me. But when it’s all done and said, I’ll miss you when im dead. NT1-A couldn’t picture life without you, not a single day.

Hook:
I love to touch you, like the Ocean loves to touch sand. I knew you were built for me, when I held you in my hand. Together we’ll be until the last time I breathe, you’ll miss the vibrations of my vocals when I leave.