Lyrics I'm Sick - YCK

I'm sick I'm sick crippled body empty clips
Riding solo day to day don't need advice from any bitch
Let go what you can't control feds out on the dope patrol
What if I sold my soul where would the atoms go

Sick of the blatant nepotism
Approaching with caution and skepticism
That's a nice trophy your parents bought
Got a rope for my throat and my larynx pop
I don't got family to do the networking
No competition my moves self-serving
You're the type of person that would care bout awards
And if I could get my moment they would all be aboard
See the motherfucking bandits pulling off heists
They can all be bought when it's name your price
Ain't no oversight here and with no practice
Taken out of context quotes to distract us
Board of direction bored of projections
I'm real done with em all interjecting
If I needed someone here to judge the results
I would choose somebody lacking any trace of a pulse

I'm sick I'm sick crippled body empty clips
Riding solo day to day don't need advice from any bitch
Let go what you can't control feds out on the dope patrol
What if I sold my soul where would the atoms go

Sick with the virus I got within
I do not knock when I'm dropping in
Enter uninvited but confess I'm undecided
To incite a fight or not I cannot know until I tried it
Ain't been one for the conflict
Take it too far ending up as a convict
Bout to turn the room red who is it and who said
That I should adapt but I'm issuing a new threat
Posting insurgents I claim that it's urgent
I'm parting the waves for the kraken and serpent
Need an uprising and revolution
We the people need retribution
We're living in a kleptocracy
Try to offer me but step off of me
And then You can buy votes but you can't buy talent
Spoon-fed so-called self-made invalid

I'm sick I'm sick crippled body empty clips
Riding solo day to day don't need advice from any bitch
Let go what you can't control feds out on the dope patrol
What if I sold my soul where would the atoms go