Earl Sweatshirt - Sick!
And I'll give you a kissUh, somethin', yeah
Yeah, said somethin' gotta give
Somethin' gotta give, spin another web
Head home, mess with Fisk like I'm Spider-Man (Fisk)
Felt it on a whim
You'll fall and slip again
I heard life a trip (for the trip)
Get it how you live (yes)
I guess it's all you get (get)
Take it on the chin, uh (uh)
Pleasure by the gram, gas siphon in
Smoke in my diaphragm (diaphragm)
Stem caps, molly black, betty bam-ba-lam
They be out there, shorty really from the West
Just an alley cat
Legend in the fucking flesh
Quit the frat, double back, I need a percent
Blast a laugh, karma facts, that's a messy bitch
Can't go outside, can't go outside no more 'cause niggas sick, yeah
Fuck the second chance, I won't let the Devil in
Somethin' gotta give, cover me, I'm going in (uh)
Pressure blow the lid, factor in the overhead (overhead)
Live with no regrets, tell 'em when to tote the fifth (fifth)
I could count the chips, not on what the teller said
That's expensive shit like my uncle Fela said
Cover me, I'm going in
So really, art is what is happening at a particular time
Of a people's development or underdevelopment, you see
So I think, as far as Africa is concerned, music cannot be for enjoyment
Music has to be for revolution, really working with
With enlightening the people
And doing your duty as a citizen to play music
And act, and do something about the system
If you feel bad about it, do something about it
Written by:
Sage Elsesser, Thebe Kgositsile
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