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insane poetry - grim reality lyrics

[verse 1: cyco]
break for the hills
boy, what’s the use in running?
death is knocking at your motherf+cking door with a sickle
little kids being kidnapped, raped, and k!lled (raped and k!lled)
f+cking police ain’t having a clue and really don’t know what the f+ck to do
and motherf+ckers losing jobs every second
n+ggas losing they minds and start turning into lunatics
one of my homies shot his girl, then he shot himself
yo, ’cause he couldn’t see the hoe with n0body else
another man had to draw his roast
tweakers and kids started squaring up people in mcdonalds, huh
and you wanna ask me what madе ’em snap
it was more than the mеdicine, he knew he was a dead man
trapped, when he dreamt in the mirror and saw a k!ller
so this man knew what he had to do
this sh+t has got me on the edge of insanity (insanity, insanity, insanity)
welcome to grim reality
[chorus 1: cyco]
this is grim reality
i don’t know what this world is coming to
grim reality

[verse 2: cyco]
you know a psycho likes to kick horror raps
but on the side, yo, i gotta kick the horror facts
i ask myself why i gotta have a pistol
maybe it’s because i’m turning skitzo
sh+t, if i didn’t rap i’d probably be a serial k!ller
you’re lucky that i rap, but you don’t hear me n+gga
alls you hear is these other motherf+ckers getting juiced while some more jeffrey dahmer types run loose (types run loose)
this planet’s like the movie exorcist
that’s why a n+gga like me views his teacher as a pessimist
and the police don’t help a bit
they just k!llers with a badge, f+ck all them motherf+cking f+gs
quit the cops, straight racist+ass piggies
they’ve been on a n+ggas ass from the getty
can’t talk to your preacher, i don’t trust ya
preacher, preacher, what’s up with the hook and a hustler?
oh sh+t, it’s getting grim homes
now even jimmy swaggart to me is a modern+day jim jones (jim jones)
ted bundy, jeffrey dahm and the [wing?] himself
the way it’s going now, there be more bodies to be digging up
and i’m giving up hope for a world of peace
’cause all i see is bodies dragged into bodybags
some fools even practice b+st++lity, this sh+t is f+cked up (f+cked up, f+cked up)
but this is grim reality
[chorus 2: cyco]
this is grim reality
grim reality
yeah, grim reality
i don’t know what this world is coming to

[verse 3: cyco]
peep out how the last verse gets worse
you go to church and get your money took by a f+cking twerp
here’s another look at a n+gga who gets stuck
kicks a dog and gets sentenced to six months
for busting sh+t, a korean lady shoots a black girl from the back and gets five years probation for that
that’s when we bail and the i+don’t+give+a+f+ck mode (right here)
’cause i might take her b+tt, oh sh+t
now ain’t it kinda tragic what happened to magic?
no, he wasn’t a f+ggot or a h0m+, but yo, check it
even sometimes i feel like i’m the one losing my marbles
i’m putting a pistol to my head and pumping in some lead
to being led on a suicidal vision that’s a nightmare that’s got this n+gga quite scared
but f+ck going out like a sucker n+gga g
i’m going out being good ’cause this is grim reality

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