Sick!

[Intro]

And I'll give you a kiss

Uh, some, uh

Yes sir, somethin' gotta give

[Verse]

Somethin' gotta give

Spin another web

Head home, mess with Fisk, like I'm Spider-Man

Felt it on a whim

You'll fall and slip again, I heard life a trip (What a trip)

Get it how you live

I guess it's all you get

Take it on the chin, uh

Pleasure by the gram

Gas siphonin'

Smoke in my diaphragm (Diaphragm)

Stem caps, molly black, betty bam-ba-lam

They be under, shorty really from the West

Just an alley cat, legend in the ****ing flesh

Quit the frat, double back, I need a percent

Blast a laugh, karma facts, that's a messy bitch

Can't go out sad, can't go outside no more, 'cause niggas sick (Sick)

**** 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

Live with no regrets, tell 'em when to tote the Fifth (Yeah)

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

[Outro: Fela Kuti]

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 the people, 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