The Scientist (AIDS) Sabac (Ft. Q-Unique)
"The Scientist (AIDS)" by Sabac (Ft. Q-Unique) is a #HipHop track released in 2000. The song addresses the struggles and impact of AIDS, exploring themes of loss, resilience, and social awareness. Its poignant lyrics and emotive delivery highlight the urgency of the crisis, while its raw beats underscore the gravity of the message. The song serves as a cultural reminder of the ongoing fight against the epidemic.
[Intro: Q-Unique]
At the end of 2003, an estimated 42 million people worldwide were living with HIV and AIDS, 70% of these people, that's 29.4 million live in South Sahara, Africa
ILL BILL:
1975 they created AIDS inside a laboratory!
Sabac:
AIDS
[Verse 1: Sabac]
I'm preparing a technical experimental chemical event
That will affect your ventricles fluids collected in your testicles
Bloodstream and genitals causing grieving and pain
Leaving you brain dead, heathen bleeding squeezing your veins
In these days I find power
You’ll never suspect the doings
Of a Nobel-prized scientist to project and ruin
People’s lives with diseases that only infect humans
You can’t find the cure in animals testing or transfusions
Man, I can’t wait, this feeling is great
I can’t believe how much the government is willing to pay
I start killing the gays, Latins, white and black trash
Then the young folk and just hope there won’t be a backlash
I'll laugh last on the paths that minimize population
God forgive me how so quickly people die from my creation
Debating whether or not to withhold the only cure
I kill more people than the evils of the world and Holy Wars
At the end of 2003, an estimated 42 million people worldwide were living with HIV and AIDS, 70% of these people, that's 29.4 million live in South Sahara, Africa
ILL BILL:
1975 they created AIDS inside a laboratory!
Sabac:
AIDS
[Verse 1: Sabac]
I'm preparing a technical experimental chemical event
That will affect your ventricles fluids collected in your testicles
Bloodstream and genitals causing grieving and pain
Leaving you brain dead, heathen bleeding squeezing your veins
In these days I find power
You’ll never suspect the doings
Of a Nobel-prized scientist to project and ruin
People’s lives with diseases that only infect humans
You can’t find the cure in animals testing or transfusions
Man, I can’t wait, this feeling is great
I can’t believe how much the government is willing to pay
I start killing the gays, Latins, white and black trash
Then the young folk and just hope there won’t be a backlash
I'll laugh last on the paths that minimize population
God forgive me how so quickly people die from my creation
Debating whether or not to withhold the only cure
I kill more people than the evils of the world and Holy Wars
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