Lyrics Sick/Carried Away - T Clipse

Filling the void that my soul's in
It's like I'm living in darkness why you think I called this Soulstice
All that I'm feeling is solace I'm getting sick from the motion
I heard that money is timing my watch needs diamond and gold then
I'm getting sick from the climate all of this trash in the ocean
I'm getting sick of the lying all of the bragging and boasting
It's like I'm living in silence why you think I got headphones in?
Im getting sick of the comments niggas be thinking they know shit
I wanna stick to the commas niggas be sticking they nose in
But that won't fix all my problems sick of the wishing and hoping

Me and my heart got a settlement
We keep each other alive Me and my brain never settle shit
I can not go to the hive If I got no honey wit me
So why you calling the 5 if you got no type of evidence
I treat her nice I'm a gentlemen no wonder she goes to other men
I need to get right with God I want a mansion to settle in
I need to talk to my moms I want a woman thats eloquent
I needa move somewhere far can't be on the block with the rest of them
Ecstasy DMT Mescaline alcohol THC rest of them
People be thinking it's cool until it leads to the death of them
All of these idols and icons finna deceive you like pythons
The devil he wants me to be one but my vision is not like a cyclops
Trynna get info on my drop is like trynna give blind men some eyedrops
Those badge cams look like Call of Duty when my people get shot up by white cops
Man I'm sick of it
I rather give kisses to snakes that are venomous
Than share a drink with George Zimmerman (Nigga)

I take my time wit' it
I cannot live like a slave I'll take my pride and die wit it

I didn't know how to start this
I rather live with my girl in apartments, then be in debt to the market
I rather chill and break bread with the squadron, then to pretend that I'm ballin
Im on a whole nother level this artistry comes together so flawless
Im at the edge of existence Everything is so different
My OG said stay true so I keep my money where my lips is
Stay close to the most high and I stay close to my kinship
Trynna stay away from the soda sipping ginseng and hibiscus
Trying not to be distant but I still gotta keep my distance
A lot to say but I don't say a lot cause them simps be so indifferent
I learned the art of forgiveness and I still pray for assistance
But that only goes so far so I'm close to the arms like a wrist is
Closed cases and closed caskets mold my life like clay Cassius
I'm trynna ball like Dame Lillard but I'm surrounded by Dame Dashes
The best raps from the best rapper and the best rapper that's me stupid
Common sense wit' some politics add some bars in it you seen me do it