Irritated

Well it’s a cold world young girl

Watching things finally unfurl?

And now you speak your mind like your worth something?

Come on maddame, I wouldn’t take you for a million things

You weak and I see it through your heart and eyes

So time to brutalize this young and unjustified

Bona fide scrub, taking slices from the devils pie

 

Your soul is empty cuz you think folks left you

Maybe your the problem, your souls out to get you

And deep down you don’t like you

But your pride is spiteful but to you it’s delightful

Ah, I can’t seem to look at your raps

Then look at mine and think your on the same track

You belong in the Amrak and sent all the way to Iraq

Or some place away from me cuz you ruining my land

Removing your slimed hands that’s my damn plan

But your moving like a child and maybe I ain’t worth your while

Or maybe I am and your deep grounded in denial

So listen up young buck before I go wild

This game of battling will have have you riled

 

I get you lint out the corrupted religion

But you’ve done absolutely shit to fix it

You betraying your own self for the truth, Judas

At least he got 30 pieces when you do it cuz you choose it

Me and you are way different and through it

But you don’t seem to have any strong conclusions

Claiming silence is an enemy but it’s an illusion

Silence is medication for the counterintuitive

Yeah, using words as violence and not recording is basically silence

So are you against the thing you claim as violence

Or are sticking with the opposite and laying with your tyrant?

 

Your hidden in your mind and want an explanation

Something premeditated, your easily irritated

You be a headline for a suspect faces

And point to corruption in the world as your bases

Buts it’s you that’s the problem, not these other faces

Take some responsibility and humble yourself

You gonna ruin your wealth thinking about this hell

But your on the road there the more you convince yourself

That religion is corrupted but not looking for its true self