Sabacolypse Sabac
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[Verse 1: Sabac]
I first started to write at the age of twelve
My first verse was like a cursed page of rage and hell
I felt caged in jail, my skin beige and pale
Back then emcees like me, we was made to fail
But I stay prevailed, tell these crazy tales
But they the truth, even still, homie, these days ain't swell
I wanted sunshine but got rain and hail
But fuck it, I stay rugged, dog, my pain is real
I come from poverty, my life where the streets is a part of me
It's hard to see the odyssey through the lives of the oddities
Honestly I'm about music, sex, money, and revolution
You call it contradiction, I call it an evolution
There's prisons being made, there's women being raped
There's surveillance in my hood, when I speak I'm being taped
I make riot music, start fire music
Mosh pit at rap shows, get high and lose it
[Chorus: Sabac]
The world goes 'round and 'round, ain't no stopping it
Welcome to the days of Sabacolypse
The world goes 'round and 'round, I'm on top of it
These are the times of Sabacolypse
The world goes 'round and 'round, ain't no stopping it
Welcome to the days of Sabacolypse
The world goes 'round and 'round, I'm on top of it
These are the times of Sabacolypse (Sabacolypse!)
I first started to write at the age of twelve
My first verse was like a cursed page of rage and hell
I felt caged in jail, my skin beige and pale
Back then emcees like me, we was made to fail
But I stay prevailed, tell these crazy tales
But they the truth, even still, homie, these days ain't swell
I wanted sunshine but got rain and hail
But fuck it, I stay rugged, dog, my pain is real
I come from poverty, my life where the streets is a part of me
It's hard to see the odyssey through the lives of the oddities
Honestly I'm about music, sex, money, and revolution
You call it contradiction, I call it an evolution
There's prisons being made, there's women being raped
There's surveillance in my hood, when I speak I'm being taped
I make riot music, start fire music
Mosh pit at rap shows, get high and lose it
[Chorus: Sabac]
The world goes 'round and 'round, ain't no stopping it
Welcome to the days of Sabacolypse
The world goes 'round and 'round, I'm on top of it
These are the times of Sabacolypse
The world goes 'round and 'round, ain't no stopping it
Welcome to the days of Sabacolypse
The world goes 'round and 'round, I'm on top of it
These are the times of Sabacolypse (Sabacolypse!)
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