Sick!

And I'll give you a kiss Uh, 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