Real Sick

Lyrics

[Verse] What you gonna do? When they kick down your door With your kids and your wife ziptied on the floor Got no weapons in your crib man not even a knife How you supposed protect your people from the demons at night A man and a dad? To them your just some meat in a bag With half your skull caved in, cuz they beating you bad They're raping your lady, they're grabbing by you legs up the baby To beat his skull against a rock, because humanities shady Humanities scary, the rosary they weeping with Mary Cuz it's the nuns and them priests that know where babies is buried Popping they chеrries, the poor little orphans at schools Thеy harvest all their little organs used as magical tools Their livers and hearts, adrenochrome there's babies in parts While John Podesta hangs the tortured kids on walls like it's art And nobody caresm, a blind eye, people ain't scared They just want no part at all of when the evil is here But leave it unchecked, eventually it's you who get wrecked As a people altogether's gone, the mutual respect And love for another, you can't even count on your brother Or your sister hind the scenes that speak the gossip to mother There's faces and eyes behind them's where the hate is devised Cuz there's a plethora of people that is hating you guys Humanities sick, we're all controlled by pussy and dick It make the world go round that's how the animals tick How animals fuck, well us too, we're shit out of luck They got that pyramid and capstone on back of the buck I know where we are, the feathers first then douse us in tar Then feathers again, the deadly cycle leaving its scars And welts on your face, they got us running marching in place And we don't dare to make a move unless they say a disgrace Believing the news, the sheeple as a whole are abused It's like Stockholm syndrome - they like to be used I'm causing a fuss and paranoid, there's no one to trust And where exactly is the God that rose up from the dust I made it to 40 on shoulders of my family before me I been blacklisted shadow banned so most will ignore me The few that'll get it, there wasn't nothing new in a minute Cuz I was outside surviving with my family, you get it? It's really pathetic, I never even did this for credit But I have earned my place among the greats and based on my merit It's lame to compare it, my music really speaks for itself Like a defendants testimony, when he's rolling for Delph The Beast flowing Dolo, I'm seasoned like you cook with adobo From bookings to bolos, I'm always cheffing cooking it solo A man with a plan, I came up where the culture began I have slept in the subway, a bus and a van My ear to the street, the music nowadays is so weak Cuz there is no message in the hollow words that they speak These people are shit, like running in the bathroom to sit With all they guts bubbling and gurgling in a pit The scene yo it stinks, I'm armor plated tough as a brinx I spit the ancient mysteries out like a lyrical sphinx So fuck what you think