AZLYRICS: Crooked I – Experiment Lyrics
“Experiment”
Since I was a shorty, see that bucket that’s my racing car
I’ma do a buck forty
Are we crazy as they say we are?
Tellin’ them war stories
I’m just showing off my favorite scars
No nuts no glory glory
Glory Hallelujah
Do you think you can survive inside a government experiment
Let’s document the experience
Let’s lock you in an environment that’s violent
Let’s buy or rent a camera and film if you survive in it
Or you die in it see my mind is bent
My sanity goes on and off just like a switch
David and Goliath I’m David and my pistol’s Goliath bitch
I’m flippin’ through these Bible scripts
Lookin’ at all these hieroglyphs
Trying to know thy self, lookin’ for God
I don’t know maybe I am it Or He is We
I’m working tireless to find why I exist
In a place where we by killin’ each other and our oppressor, he’s a tyrant
Workin’ with a iron fist
He defecates we buy his shit just like it fits
In some sort of plan to help us out
But I insist that life’s a bitch
Yeah I’m drinking on some fire, while I’m smoking on some medicine
Menace to society, they don’t want to let us in
Went from building pyramids to being, to being experiments
Now that I’m awake, I feel freer than I’ve ever been
I’m sipping liquor in a Kool-Aid pitcher (them boys is hood)
My cousin’s settin’ fire to a swisher (that’s smokin’ good!)
You see you view us through a two-way mirror (misunderstood)
Instead of fear us come near us come hear us (I wish you would I wish you would)
Wish you would visit, but are you really welcome here?
Locked us in an experimental box, peace of mind is seldom here
Drowning in a vodka Mr. Belvedere
Rocker, bitch I’m Elvis here
We seldom see our elder years [*gunshot, gunshot, gunshots*]
Poverty, poverty, poverty I believe all of this is a test to see our reaction up in this
Colony, colony, colony, all of these psychological factors
Even the color they paint on the walls of these projects is givin’ us nothing but doom
So we ain’t focused on our equality-quality-quality
Oughta be simple but it’s not, twist in a plot
It’s a dog fight just like when pits in the lot
They shuttin’ the door I’m pickin’ the lock
I bust through the door, two guns out
I don’t give a fuck who runs out
‘Till my tool runs out I’ma shoot ’till the new Sun’s out
‘Till the news comes out that the truth comes out
Yeah I’m drinking on some fire, while I’m smoking on some medicine
Menace to society, they don’t want to let us in
Went from building pyramids to being, to being experiments
Now that I’m awake, I feel freer than I’ve ever been
Yeah I’m drinking on some fire, while I’m smoking on some medicine
Menace to society, they don’t want to let us in
Went from building pyramids to being, to being experiments
Now that I’m awake, I feel freer than I’ve ever been
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