Sticky-"Crazy"

I am not afraid, cause this life gets longer
If I should be kilt, then I'll get stronger
Come back to mess with them, I'm not just a Mexican
I am truth and wisdom so I flex again
And I'll have sex again with all my sexy friends
They want to lose this war, then let's begin

I feel like I am chosen, like I can ascend
But if I don't, it wouldn't matter in the end
I will fight the good fight, fight for all my friends
Fight for everything I see through these contact lens

If there's beyond this matrix
And it all is fake-ded
No matter what exist I will save it
I will make it, I will break their racist faces
But we aren't race, we're just faceless spaces.

I may regret all the words I never said
But the words I type will stay in your head

(hook x2)
I will always think outside the box
Think beyond the bullets and the rocks.
Some think I'm crazy, Some think I'm not
But if I am crazy I'm like a fox

We are one, but individual
Don't fall for those subliminals
By those unseen criminals
Escape the rate of the hate that's infinital (Yes I said infinital.)

I can't want, what I don't know
Lump goes bump where the throat go
Might follow you? I won't go
Light shallow you, Church Clothes
And hurt those
That meet in the street that Bert goes
Puppeteers will be the first go-ne
And their puppets in work clothes

It don't feel right, that God needs tithe
Does "he" need a flat screen to see life
Does he Ti-Vo the wars that we fight
Let the evils be gored when "he" strikes

But have patience, cause it's the key
But it's hard to wait when you lie in seas
Of all the lies and the guys deceive
Have you sigh on your knees as you cry to Jeez

They attack with the pash for one deity
The mass feel like ass like one Billy G
When I say "he", parentheses
"He" is the gene-(sees) of these entities


(hook x2)
I will always think outside the box
Think beyond the bullets and the rocks.
Some think I'm crazy, Some think I'm not
But if I am crazy I'm like a fox

i'm feelin it. Nice work, Sticky

Yay for praise!