Sick Jacken (Psycho Realm) - Doctors, Drums and Danger lyrics

[Xololanxinxo] Psycho Realm Of Mexican Descent Xololanxinxo Sick Jacken 2Mex (2Mex...) B-Boys in Occupied Mexico Doctors, Drums and Danger (Main Verse) [2Mex] A message to the village idiots Of Mexican Descent and Psycho Realm are the quintessential sacrilegious affiliates Indian doctors To the snakes and the spiders, my rebels to the fake and the Biters When I left the squad I got one breath left with d**h threat from God Ah With the extraordinary urgency 2Mex is needed for heart coronary surgery Ha You got a spot on your retina I got a penicillin refillable syllable shots full of teflon And I'm hovering like Tiger Heli I'm a love it when I stick it in the belly of the beast With the Psycho Realm The police, they got our lives all on microfilm But that's okay I'll live to see another day I got tabs full of words that'll wish you away We're like Tito Santana Meets Hercules Hernandez You're gonna need an antenna just to understand this I'm a militant mil mascaras I'm diligent when I'm peelin' your cascara [Sick Jacken] When you step into the scene, expect what will occur You remember hearin' the drum, the rest is just a blur Underground sound, it's just a slang in slur When we sippin' sick juice and illuse Sick words Burned by society, left there with a**es Hangin' in the waistline, we Sickside cla**es They flash us, the gang signs, the badges, then blast us Despite the drama We still bring it to the ma**es Rob documentary style (Yeah) We film the Realm, what we build to create a song foul Fans, they go crazy, at shows, make it all worthwhile If you ain't breaking your neck, fool, you're in denial The doctors, drums come in, we're too sick to cure Contaminate our minds, but our hearts remain pure The plan is secured, soldiers rest a**ured Spur the moment, sparks of truth will occur I got two rap sheets, one with crimes, one with rhymes Most psychos on the street hurl along the same lines Psycho cause we're steadily losin' in prison minds Sometimes, we get a glitch, cop b**h and come find With full raids Where fools rage and pigs masquerade Invade my whole sh**, their own laws get disobeyed Straight from police scene, by releasing the hate on the Sickest beats, with speak, on streets, we roam crazed [Xololanxinxo] You wanna live in the palm of the devil Die as a rebel Reveal revelations To the point of a nuclear disaster, we're factored To the rapture, captured by the columnists Searchin' for significance, driftin' towards a bias preference Even as an inmate There's no freedom On the other side of the gate This world is a prison Measurin' your whereabouts, suffocatin' Heredity animate me, social realism From the pyramid to the paradox Where all three-strike offenders Rendered as a lifeline Get snorted as a cokeline {*sniff*} How high will you get Before I have to Blow that a** up just like Steven Nicks Lying in a hospital, sick I'm lyin' to Escape this hazardous trick Medical America By lethal injection There's rooms that react to this in selves It's like where trees to a toxin pollen and Crawlin' in through the layers of an ocean The modern count of justice Zero Be hear, the poison begins within our earlobes This, age Of blashemy Sent an Aztec team on the street corner While Mexika kids blast at me [Xololanxinxo] We've got bigger problems