you ain't living, you're dying. [Chorus:] Sick world that's all up in my mind I don't know what is wrong I don't know what is riight This world, that
of the seven keys that lock up the seven seas and the seer of visions sais before he went blind hide them from demons and rescue mankind or the world
doctor But I can make you feel better But I'm great at writing these sick love letters I'm a freak, all day, all night Hot, tap, sway Boy out of sight
[Intro - Male voice - talking] + (Female voice) (*echo*) (Keep doin it baby) This is a world premiere Uh oh, yeah, Cali talk to 'em Bring the beat back
you let the world deceive you. In my company, reality will greet you. Psyche...Check...Check Cry to me, as your vision fades away. Gonna rate your sickness
Social discontents To the guillotine Another global raid Without an end Endless combat throughout the world Loyalists wage world war again Decades of
all the flict get, get swayed Do ya thang, thang, movin' past it, keep drivin' me crazy Try to phase me, please understand it I was raised on cornbread and yams man Sick a, sick
her favorite song, cherishing every rhyme Swaying her hips to the rhythm, humming along with the tune Lost in her own little dream world, slow dancin
The seven seas are far away Placed in the valley of dust, heat and sway The seven seas are far away Placed in the valley of dust, heat and sway You're
seven seas are far away placed in the valley of dust heat and sway The seven seas are far away placed in the valley of dust heat and sway You're the
brain puts me through a daily struggle unpredictable like mystikal, i'm runnin' down the runway grim reaper gots the streets cut off my mentals start to sway
But if you do that, you'll be missing the world Because it doesn't stop turning, whatever you heard If you do that, you'll be missing the world You
(feat. Dirtbag & Mystikal) [Intro - Male voice - talking] + (Female voice) (*echo*) (Keep doin it baby) This is a world premiere Uh oh, yeah, Cali talk
her favorite song, cherishing every rhyme Swaying her hips to the rhythm, humming along with the tune Lost in her own little dream world, slow dancing
their lies with manhood deficient twisted notions of survival Insecure seein even lovers as the rivals and hidin behind the armor and karma completes the cycle I'm sick
bed But if you do that you'll be missing the world Because it doesn't stop turning whatever you heard If you do that you'll be missing the world You
sick of waiting around for nothing, for nothing. Why am I wasting my time? I will not build my legacy on earth, My legacy will not be of this world
