Werd (SOS) - Strait Jacket Lyrics
[Film Sample][Werd]Welcome ladies and gents, lets beginEnter into a world, unfurled that's too grimWhere sin cast in, cast out of the sceneHold a casting audition my mission is no dreamIt's a nightmare, right here; sit and I write hear,A new kind of Werd through your ear as a strike fear,Last year, a bright year, ahead by a light-yearFrom constantly putting c*nts in coffins with mic'sDear, Drew, how you doing? You ain’t looking too good,You should have moved on by now but you’re misunderstood,You stood tall, let it fall, then had to bring it aw backRemind little punks how you sound on a track(I'm like that) hitting like injecting the smackVocal dripping from the needle like treacle it’s so lethalMy people we're no feeble, we sinning, its pure evilF*ck your life, S.O.S, we ain’t leaving you jack...(Strait jacket) they say that out of my head(Strait jacket) never ever paid for a beat(Strait jacket) yeah if a find then a keep(Strait jacket) uh uh yeah c*nt I (Strait jacket) [x2]f*cking Leiot Steinberg, never said a kind wordLife is a *****, right here's where you find herF*ck these kids I've won like ChinaThe emcee, rapper, writer, rhymerFind a, another on my level no kindaAint gonna happen see the rapping is ma pride ahhOwn the world, that you just live in.Ah ah kill um, ah ah I'm villainSinning with decisions so I'm living in a prisonGetting sick of this division, I don't fit in, they don't listenThey don't see I'm on a mission, my vision I'm really pickingUp a little pace, incase you mistake that I was quittingI'm bringing the old back, I admit I hold backMy aggression so I'm letting my presence control thatI'm reppin' my own flag, and destined to show twatsThat the Scottish can rap and f*ck, I'm all of that(Strait jacket) they say that out of my head(Strait jacket) never ever paid for a beat(Strait jacket) yeah if a find then a keep(Strait jacket) uh uh yeah c*nt I (Strait jacket) [x2]Yo I tried this virus to drown out the silence,Beating up a beat gives me meaning in the quiet,The violence, supply it, we dying on a diet,Of chewed up dreams and regurgitated lies withNo thought or question, question your thoughtWhen we question the question we learn, not taught,We grow, not raised, we free, not caught,Not tied up in knots, not part of their plot,No knock-knocks, on doorstops,Shots from the bored cops, through riot gear,Settled here, to take on the soured mob,It's all smoke and mirrors,The sinners they doing more talk,War will deliver a pillar to make us more got,Blind panic frantic imagine they didn't buy it,Imagine we kept them quiet, we riot and take a stand with it,Abandoned was wasn't working and replace with what was,And take a little bit of action in replace with these words(Strait jacket) they say that out of my head(Strait jacket) never ever paid for a beat(Strait jacket) yeah if a find then a keep(Strait jacket) uh uh yeah c*nt I (Strait jacket) [x2]