Sick Life
Bacardi Rian, Cynic, Sick Jacken, Snowgoons
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One fallen angel make over mankind and F*ck with a mass mind The cross breeders rap I'm a psychopath landmine The unstable, unbreakable, strike fatal The sick stick together like NATO 180 degrees, he's now state-owned Lost in the city of angels with no halo It's Hades on the surface Best to just stay low I'm like a Hell on Earth While I'm under snake scales The sick-minded aligned with Cliques drowned with shot rounds with Brown felons click brown men Cops sounding sirens to get loud and Watch your back cause it could happen to you From the cradle to the grave with a shoe The psyche of the street remains in The brain of the LA zoo Crooked cops and the government Set the blueprint For the gunmen, the black and the SN Goons It's the life of the trife Cross and get your wig spliced Meet Christ when you crap dice Drag my angel dust fights so My mind don't think twice A journey in a mental street life They've been predicting the end of time For thousands of years now Chaos is all they sponsor The monster serving their God Abominations of God Mobster honor versus the occupation Of mobs for Earth we wanna bring change but Can't really change ourselves In Hell we live no matter How much wealth you got Hope, that's been forgot The big plot is taking place in our face We all robots My thoughts I've been given in the streets My gun that's my religion It protects and provides me vision It inspires to preach, keep it all at peace Meanwhile they all make room for the beast There's got to be a better way A better day ahead Not a horrible death to men We have an army of soldiers and generals sent By the great mystery to protect what's left It's the life of the trife Cross and get your wig spliced Meet Christ when you crap dice Drag my angel dust fights so My mind don't think twice A journey in a mental street life It's a race against time in These days we living Trying to keep my mind right Trying to stay out the prison They got us digging our own hole Sacrificing our own soul When 999 don't know how it all goes I'm in that 1 percent fighting back control Be plannin', fist up ready to roll No, I won't fold, bend, and break I know leaders shift shapes They really snakes when the doors is closed Keep my head on a swivel Always watch for foes homies say I'm p noid Cause I'm always ready For situations that cause me to react deadly What I spit to these melodies Is written in stone far from a clone I'm in a frequency of my own Where few men have travelled is Where I call home From my whole different zone Where niggas stay Drunk off rum and get blown It's the life of the trife Cross and get your wig spliced Meet Christ when you crap dice Drag my angel dust fights so My mind don't think twice A journey in a mental street life
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Written by: Jack Gonzalez, Manuel Ruckert, Richard Alfaro, Sam Keller
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