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(Chorus)
The world goes round and round ain't no stopping it Welcome to the days of Sabacolypse The world goes round and round, I'm on top of it These are the times of Sabacolypse (Sabac) I first started to write at the age of twelve My first verse was like a curse page raged in hell I felt caged in jail my skin beige and pale Back then emcees like me, we was made to fail But I stay prevailed tell these crazy tales But they the truth even still homie these days ain't swell I wanted sunshine but got rain and hail But fuck it I stay rugged dog my pain is real I come from poverty, my live where the streets is a part of me Its hard to see the odyssey through the lives of the oddities Honestly I'm about music, sex money and revolution You call it contradiction, I call it an evolution There's prisons being made, there's women being raped There's surveillance in my hood, when I speak I'm being taped I make riot music, start fire music Mosh pits at rap shows, get high and lose it (Chorus 2x) (Sabac) Sometimes I'm my worst enemy I refuse to be friends of me Clinically depressed wishing this could by the end of me Zoning out staring into space seeing Hindus and snakes Cut off the head suck the blood give you a taste, I'm sick like that Cussing off the insane man My personality is Dustin Hoffman in rainmain Compulsive schizophrenic this veterans explosive Walking timebomb take my medicine in doses Went from speed to Prozac from tees to throwbacks Weed to keys but y'all don't need to know that Was told that I died and came back to life, cracks and dice, smacks and ice, gats and knives I live the bastard live, man I sacrifice I'd be happy with some kids and an attractive wife Few million tucked away in a stash straight cash Even room in my path so I could escape fast from this (Chorus 2x) I'm a mass depressed, lately I've been feeling rotten Putting cancer to my lips while I'm inhaling toxins It's gotten to the point I'm contemplating my death I'm like running from myself or escaping the feds I'm in the bed pen and pad, porn flicks and beats Gaining weight rapidly like some sick disease Please give me some drugs, or give me some love Or give me something that's gonna give me a rush I need a buzz before I decide to squeeze and bust Have someone come home only to see the blood Stains on my walls from my brains to my balls Most likely from my brains, I'm feeling dangerous y'all I need to slide out of this funk, slide from the dumps And take it back to the streets so I could ride on you punks I'm hardheaded so forget it man expect to see me For now I choose to live dog that's too easy (Chorus 2x) |
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(Mr. Hyde)
Super-civil arrest blast your teflon vest bastards Hyde distress terrorists, the methodists of death bitch Incorrect politicly linguisticly I'm lethal Yo check my history it ain't no mystery to people The Governer of Brit will have your mother sucking dick Fuckin rubbin on her clit until she's bludgeoned by a brick Yo to hell with secret-service men my burners stay disturbing them They turned into my servants when my urchins said to murder them All anarchists are lovin it while stubborn Feds are buggin it Your governments discorvered cut to pieces in my coven kid I'll tarnish you with carnage now your seargant's paying homage Got Bin Laden and Saddam wrapped in bondage in the garbage My knife's out, so stand back the White house is ran sacked Despite how the Anthrax choked life out your grand papps Torture is imense torture crawlin out your vents The gore Hyde that invents put dents in your defense (Necro) I'm like Malcom when he came back from Mecca--not a racist But when they come to kill me at my speech I'll shoot 'em in they faces I lived a life of aggrevation, contemped in laceration So I'm exempt from assassination attempts Attack you like airborne pilots, beat you like General Cornwallace You cornballs are minimal adjust your eyelids private Ending your squadron, run up on you like Benjamin Martin With the Inidan Axe peelin your skin back for startin I'll start a revolution with this rugged rhyme But fuck your Source cover I want my face on the cover of Time You Benedict Arnold's will be smokin crack like bridges We're burning bridges So you can't cross 'em cause our militia's vicious The 13 colonies bring it to you, get on the horse We'll be ripping your chest while they're stitching your flesh like Betsy Ross Images of onslaught cadavers and bleeding I'd give a shout out to the soldiers that fought so I could have freedom (Goretex) After war, on the return trip, burning my psyche Extractin the passion from the paws of Christ it's pricey Nuclear frost California first to break off Space cowboys 30 cc's ready for take off Lieutenants tank holdin my rank we climb sky ports Islamic amputees disguised as cyborgs I was born to die the first martyr Torn from a place with burnt buildings and no father Raise the ediquite of warface torture to make War to Kuwait grenades tossed I through the corpse in the lake it's more cake Revolution 9 new york quake it's an emergency Bridges for tunnels this underworld is a murder spree Fuckin with G world trade in the cloud Terror network I'm still smellin people downtown Whipe some tear gas the ying and the yang dead in the fear 10 to 15 they watch the dent in heaven appear (Sabac) They held me captive I was being bludgeoned and starved Seeing stars half a day from introduction to God Feel the scars on my flesh my whole mind was destroyed Hardest test of my life, the kind I try to avoid I heard voices in my sleep one night a visitor spoke Quoting the art of war the voice had given me hope Broke out a sweat grab the tech, shot away to freedom Hundreds die for their lives and now I've got you beaten I'm defeatin any enemy that comes in my path Wether political or criminal I let the guns blast Coming mass like Marcos and Brooklyn's my Chiapos Rage a war against police they can't look me in the optics Sabac is equivelant to the object of militance Consider this your option with the lives of imbevelence I'm commited and deligent, equipt with the killer shit The opressors nightmare if I talk it I'm livin it (Ill Bill) I robbed the Auschwitz I was tattood with numbers for labor Kids, babies, and mothers were sent directly to gas chambers Stepping out of freight cars sorted by age and profession And whether or not you capable of working the slave labor Children and elderly people were the first to be taken To shower rooms and exterminated and burnt to creamation The rest of us kept behind and electric fence shaved heads Starvin and workin to death and perished by days end Truthfully we were the lucky ones, the fortunate I remember stories of ways the doctors mainly used to torture men Children and pregnant women unspeakable horrors 6 million martyrs from the sheet of the surgery with no anesthesia I'm a prisonor of war or religion A prisonor of nazi Germany I'm caught in the system With dreams of torturing Hitler with blow torches and pistols For every jew that died I survived my story continues |
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[Verse 1]
Yeah... Necro on the beat, check it, yo We live like the city of gods fallen angels We call it painful, memories of murdering death often against truth I came through for money and power despite feeds talking Cruise through the 25'th hour like Ed Norton Ported the world, the poisonous spiders feting this nature Suck the blood from your soul, control the deadliest states It takes a nation of million to hold me back, I take aim at At these fake cats who intercedes name and vain I make change in the lives of the listeners, your innocence Gets coped as I'm spitting this a lively in the businesses Ridiculous addictiveness the game is sold deeper Sabac the coalition can you keynote speaker I'm the truth, notice what I spit on my records Revolution is for soldiers and the soldiers connected I'm protected by god so fuck your squad out to get me Stand up or fall hard, if you ain't with me you against me [Chorus] Sabac "scratch" I speak militant "scratch" They only talking coz I live it Sabac "scratch" I speak militant "scratch" I want some freedom by the thugshit" Sabac "scratch" I speak militant "scratch" They only talking coz I live it "scratch" Rap-gentles "scratch" best in the fucking country "scratch" I want some freedom by the thugshit [Verse 2] They got weapon of mass destruction, buttons explode the earth Disintegrating your flesh you won't even know it hurts The worse are addictions from nicotine to caffeine The food supplying injected with poison affecting the spleen Cream and old cars, murder by numbers ?????? Full of gunmen a hundred miles and running The coming of god, Satan's upon us waiting to bomb us Turn us to stardust blow our ashes in the ocean Hoping for peace, folks on their knees Pray for forgiveness within this paranormal world I choose to study mystics, bloody statistics Papers are ice as the ancient Christ Like the souls going to church give up the priceless control Life's a cold world heated by evil and world-demonics Blow erotics, twenty three, they never sided to call it the cosmics Psychotic energy got my enemies plotting a penalty To keep me trapped and locked in penitentiary They mention me sublimely projected on the everdee It will be a cold day in hell before they killing me Willingly, I leave my example, fight for the people with ability To see you we dare you that draws day beats you [Chorus] Sabac "scratch" I speak militant "scratch" They only talking coz I live it Sabac "scratch" I speak militant "scratch" I want some freedom by the thugshit" Sabac "scratch" I speak militant "scratch" They only talking coz I live it "scratch" Rap-gentles "scratch" best in the fucking country "scratch" I want some freedom by the thugshit |
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(Verse 1)
Yeah... Necro on the beat, check it, yo We live like the city of gods fallen angels we call it painful, memories of murdering death often against truth I came through for money and power despite feeds talking cruise through the 25'th hour like Ed Norton Ported the world, the poisonous spiders feting this nature suck the blood from your soul, control the deadliest states it takes a nation of million to hold me back, I take aim at at these fake cats who intercedes name and vain I make change in the lives of the listeners, your innocence gets coped as I'm spitting this a lively in the businesses ridiculous addictiveness the game is sold deeper Sabac the coalition can you keynote speaker I'm the truth, notice what I spit on my records Revolution is for soldiers and the soldiers connected I'm protected by god so fuck your squad out to get me stand up or fall hard, if you ain't with me you against me (Chorus) Sabac "scratch" I speak militant "scratch" They only talking coz I live it Sabac "scratch" I speak militant "scratch" I want some freedom by the thugshit" Sabac "scratch" I speak militant "scratch" They only talking coz I live it "scratch" Rap-gentles "scratch" best in the fucking country "scratch" I want some freedom by the thugshit (Verse 2) They got weapon of mass destruction, buttons explode the earth disintegrating your flesh you won't even know it hurts the worse are addictions from nicotine to caffeine the food supplying injected with poison affecting the spleen cream and old cars, murder by numbers ?????? full of gunmen a hundred miles and running the coming of god, Satan's upon us waiting to bomb us turn us to stardust blow our ashes in the ocean hoping for peace, folks on their knees pray for forgiveness within this paranormal world I choose to study mystics, bloody statistics papers are ice as the ancient Christ like the souls going to church give up the priceless control life's a cold world heated by evil and world-demonics blow erotics, twenty three, they never sided to call it the cosmics psychotic energy got my enemies plotting a penalty to keep me trapped and locked in penitentiary they mention me sublimely projected on the everdee it will be a cold day in hell before they killing me willingly, I leave my example, fight for the people with ability to see you we dare you that draws day beats you (Chorus) Sabac "scratch" I speak militant "scratch" They only talking coz I live it Sabac "scratch" I speak militant "scratch" I want some freedom by the thugshit" Sabac "scratch" I speak militant "scratch" They only talking coz I live it "scratch" Rap-gentles "scratch" best in the fucking country "scratch" I want some freedom by the thugshit |
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[Verse 1]
Yeah... Necro on the beat, check it, yo We live like the city of gods fallen angels We call it painful, memories of murdering death often against truth I came through for money and power despite feeds talking Cruise through the 25'th hour like Ed Norton Ported the world, the poisonous spiders feting this nature Suck the blood from your soul, control the deadliest states It takes a nation of million to hold me back, I take aim at At these fake cats who intercedes name and vain I make change in the lives of the listeners, your innocence Gets coped as I'm spitting this a lively in the businesses Ridiculous addictiveness the game is sold deeper Sabac the coalition can you keynote speaker I'm the truth, notice what I spit on my records Revolution is for soldiers and the soldiers connected I'm protected by god so fuck your squad out to get me Stand up or fall hard, if you ain't with me you against me [Chorus] Sabac "scratch" I speak militant "scratch" They only talking coz I live it Sabac "scratch" I speak militant "scratch" I want some freedom by the thugshit" Sabac "scratch" I speak militant "scratch" They only talking coz I live it "scratch" Rap-gentles "scratch" best in the fucking country "scratch" I want some freedom by the thugshit [Verse 2] They got weapon of mass destruction, buttons explode the earth Disintegrating your flesh you won't even know it hurts The worse are addictions from nicotine to caffeine The food supplying injected with poison affecting the spleen Cream and old cars, murder by numbers ?????? Full of gunmen a hundred miles and running The coming of god, Satan's upon us waiting to bomb us Turn us to stardust blow our ashes in the ocean Hoping for peace, folks on their knees Pray for forgiveness within this paranormal world I choose to study mystics, bloody statistics Papers are ice as the ancient Christ Like the souls going to church give up the priceless control Life's a cold world heated by evil and world-demonics Blow erotics, twenty three, they never sided to call it the cosmics Psychotic energy got my enemies plotting a penalty To keep me trapped and locked in penitentiary They mention me sublimely projected on the everdee It will be a cold day in hell before they killing me Willingly, I leave my example, fight for the people with ability To see you we dare you that draws day beats you [Chorus] Sabac "scratch" I speak militant "scratch" They only talking coz I live it Sabac "scratch" I speak militant "scratch" I want some freedom by the thugshit" Sabac "scratch" I speak militant "scratch" They only talking coz I live it "scratch" Rap-gentles "scratch" best in the fucking country "scratch" I want some freedom by the thugshit |
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