$liCK Lyrics

Welcome to the world of the free

Where we don't feast to prophet

Ahead of intelligent minds with prophecies

Watching the poor, diggin' their graves

As we suffer, due to, food insecurities

We gon' take from and destroy health companies

Visit some old norms like racial inequalities

Apartheid time's we gon' face that shit in some weeks

He's willing to quit, like the boogie man, did

On a racial trip

As I drop this latest speech

The whole universe is purging including all of the Kings

President's are stealing too it's hard to catch the realest thieves

JFK'S revisited as the whole world's on shopping spree

Animals fly is transmitted like the wind in autumn and spring

Look my skin's changing

I guess it's this new season's breeze

The newest theme is that we know if you're on brand new steez

If you don't have yourself a pair prepare for fire season

No season, been drippin' concentratin' on newest livin's

I'm slick than slicker and slickest

Go check them on their casket's

At the moment I'm drowning, without no clue that I'ma float

Insecurities are driving me away to grab the boat

Slowly I be gaining hope, no panic button

I'm focused

Governance be failing folks

Feeding 'em 350's, whoah

A nationwide revolt against the men in power currently

This started in a country that's surrounded by another country

Enclaves leaving statements

As we're all marching with no peace

Loosing love indeed, wind blowing the smoke it's up like tree's

There's plenty of jobs in our country but there're less black families in it

You know what we've been fighting for

And that shit hit's my feelings bonafide

Deep rooted with having jewelry and more jewelry

Just to compliment this life

When you perceive the glimpse of my body, don't lose your fuckin' smizze

Invading a couple of banks, that's my inevitable demise

Surgical needles are killing the nation with this god damn rush

Rich man skyf is what keeps making us artists

Who draw out guns

Blowing 30 000 acres in a year, hope I don't die

Playing hide and seek with blue lights for the cheese we're selling drugs

Don't try and count me in I don't carry pipes with my mouth

I got greener thumbs than them, I've been counting money

I'm high already as I'm on my way to score before I skill a blunt

Self isolation for key workers, they're sharing joints during lunch

Not even on my second J but I'm Suged up

Pivotal thoughts call me Shaka

You're going to warfare with midgets, like what the fuck

You better pray they're not all over the world like narcotic drugs

Because they gonna murder us

We won't retreat or run

I see you're scared of loosing your life, but you're acting though