COVID-19 (PESTILENCE)

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Arrest the pastor, he's not practicing social distancing Keepin' church open, burn it down blistering Another one resisted everything the government insisted on Until Corona got into his system, now he don't exist no more "God is larger than the virus" that's what he said But God didn't help you with this one, preacher, you're dead Jerry Falwell Jr.'s a nuisance Got his students sick, fuckin' dick, now they're teenage mutants COVID-19 in your home like Ovaltine Bill Gates global Chernobyl mobile 5G Doctor Fauci more likе Lucio Fulci estimates Best casе scenario 200K dead Face the facts, hard to fathom, lungs spasm plasma Transfusion, asthma, hazmat suit, New York Gaza Millions outta work, doctors in asbestos suits You might get juxed to death by someone destitute [Verse 2] Ozzy bit the head off a bat These days are like a Black Sabbath Wet markets in Wuhan, dead dogs and rabbits We transform Jacob Javits Into a hospital stack the cadavers, Corona's ravenous Crown of Thorns, will your faith help? When you face health issues, COVID in your lung tissue, pain felt Petty humans, get ready for malevolence Get your popcorn and order Uber Eats, live on Netflix Stream your death quick bumpin' Head Split Mortality metrics, fatalities based on genetics Malaria drugs, politicians are the scariest thugs When the food runs out prepare for the slugs, baow! Homeless runnin' up in your crib for grub You better have a snub nose pistol on deck, dick To protect your cubs Shotguns, I'm not the one, son Try to run up in my pad, you gon' catch a hot one Real bad, shrapnel through the door Virtual lock-down, Glock pound shake the floor [Verse 3] Body bags in hallways This kind of trauma affects you in all ways Physically, emotionally all day Trapped in your crawlspace Fall flat on your face in tears like the kids in a divorce case Social distancing or the economy, which one you choose? Either way we lose, a recession or more cadavers produced There's no best of both worlds Instead of good humans dying, R. Kelly should die first For gropin' young girls Nature don't care for political rhetoric All she gives a shit about is deadin' you quick Stupid spring breakers If you get Corona, you get Corona, you're a bonehead When you die you'll be alone dead Famous for being stupid, want to go to the beach? End up buried like Ted Danson in Creepshow deceased Dudes in the hood being ignorant sharing cigarettes You think you good, but that's a figment Of your imagination, no matter what pigment or denomination No discrimination in you becoming a patient Death toll higher than the 9/11 attacks You better take it serious, you son of a reverend on crack A tiger caught it, next is Joe Exotic then Carol Baskin You people are practically askin' for it What the fuck are these stores stocking, G? Everything unhealthy is sold out, but no shortage of broccoli But can't find anymore Chef Boyardee Spaghettios Humanity owes a debt to nature COVID rampant in the ghetto Trump Manson on his pedestal, anarchy manifesto