KXNG Crooked - Experiment lyrics

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KXNG Crooked - Experiment lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm sipping Hennessy out of my mason jar Since I was a shorty See that bucket, that's my racing car I'ma do a buck 40 Are we crazy as they say we are Telling them war stories I'm just showing off my favorite scars No nuts, no Glory, Glory hallelujah Do ya think you can survive inside a government experiment Let's document the experience Let's lock you in an environment that's violent Conspiring with a camera and film if you survive in it Or 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 b**h I'm flipping through these Bible scripts Looking at all these hieroglyphs Trying to know thyself, looking 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 k**ing each other And our oppressor, he's a tyrant Working with an iron fist He defecates, we buy his sh** Just like it fits in some sort of plan to help us out But I insist that life's a b**h [Hook] Yeah I'm drinking on some fire water Smoking on some medicine Menace to society, they don't wanna let us in Went from building pyramids to being experiments Now that I'm awake, I feel freer than I ever been [Verse 2] I'm sipping liquor in a Kool-Aid pitcher My cousin setting fire to a Swisher See you view us through a 2-way mirror Instead of fear us, come near us, come hear us Wish you would visit, but are you really welcome here Locked us in an experimental box, peace of mind is seldom here Drowning in our vodka, Mr. Belvedere b**h I'm Elvis here, we seldom see our elder years Poppity-poppity-poppity 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 painting the walls in these projects Is giving us nothing but doom So we ain't focused on our equality-quality-quality Gotta be sinful, but it's not twisting a plot It's a dogfight just like when pits in a lock They shutting the door, I kick in the lock I bust through the door, two guns out I don't give a f** who runs out Till my .2 runs out, I'ma shoot till the new sun's out Till the noose comes out, as the truth comes out [Hook x2]

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