Qwazaar and Batsauce - Rough Out There lyrics

[Verse 1] Witness the fact, trickle off the backs of the scabs Of the proud pickled pigs feelin' big With their badge and their gun and they ask where you live Who you is, where you go, why you black What's the height of your stack What does it really mean when the culture, the team Is a smile while there's a demon that found you Human being to violate Child after child while the school they deny what they seein' Hide from the evil, it's cold and deceitful [?] for hell to receive 'em Like we believe in [?] or some seed [?] the preachers, the pastors, the deacons It seems that most of us dark from the schemin' You [?] reason, you're locked up for treason [?] consume, let this feeding continue [Hook] Was it real, was it televised? We still die Our tears never matter so nobody really cries They base for revolution but instead they glorify numbers You never lied Strange magic tryna trap tragic Makin' people trade his soul away and move backwards It's all madness Distractions, k**er tactics, evil factions [Verse 2] Mothaf**a it's [?] pullin' [?] from these gutters Screams cause nobody can save us from each other My brother he lucky that he needed out from underneath My other trapped in devil of the beast, but devils never cease I hope, but you receive it yo [?] [?] f**ed up sh** I couldn't see it You know the most of it I mean in the most [?] way Cause any man who ever gave a f** could never be this late But who could really blame him? Who could want to be here Face to face with all this f**in' hate? Just got a bitter taste from livin' in a bitter place I'm living next to pillars, I'm related to who beat the case [?] place to stay [?] Smoke about a blunt, the second just to chase the stress away But every breath we syncopated [?] Drinkin' out the [?] dinner plate [Hook] Was it real, was it televised? We still die Our tears never matter so nobody really cries They base for revolution but instead they glorify numbers You never lied Strange magic tryna trap tragic Makin' people trade his soul away and move backwards It's all madness Distractions, k**er tactics, evil factions