[Verse 1: Sabac]
I first started to write at the age of twelve
My first verse was like a cursed page of rage and hell
I felt caged in jail, my skin beige and pale
Back then emcees like me, we was made to fail
But I stay prevailed, tell these crazy tales
But they the truth, even still, homie, these days ain't swell
I wanted sunshine but got rain and hail
But fuck it, I stay rugged, dog, my pain is real
I come from poverty, my life where the streets is a part of me
It's hard to see the odyssey through the lives of the oddities
Honestly I'm about music, sex, money, and revolution
You call it contradiction, I call it an evolution
There's prisons being made, there's women being raped
There's surveillance in my hood, when I speak I'm being taped
I make riot music, start fire music
Mosh pit at rap shows, get high and lose it
[Chorus: Sabac]
The world goes 'round and 'round, ain't no stopping it
Welcome to the days of Sabacolypse
The world goes 'round and 'round, I'm on top of it
These are the times of Sabacolypse
The world goes 'round and 'round, ain't no stopping it
Welcome to the days of Sabacolypse
The world goes 'round and 'round, I'm on top of it
These are the times of Sabacolypse (Sabacolypse!)
[Verse 2: Sabac]
Sometimes I'm my worst enemy, I refuse to be friends with me
Clinically depressed, wishing this could be the end of me
Zoning out, staring into space, seeing Hindus and snakes
Cut off the head, suck the blood, give you a taste
I'm sick like that, cussing often, insane man
My personality is Dustin Hoffman in Rain Man
Compulsive schizophrenic, this veteran's explosive
Walking time bomb, take my medicine in doses
Went from Speed to Prozac, fatigues to throwbacks
Weed to keys, but y'all don't need to know that
Was told that I died and came back to life
Cracks and dice, smacks and ice, gats and knives
I live the bastard life, man, I sacrifice
I'd be happy with some kids and an attractive wife
Few million tucked away in a stash, straight cash
Secret rooms in my bed so I could escape fast from this
[Chorus: Sabac]
The world goes 'round and 'round, ain't no stopping it
Welcome to the days of Sabacolypse
The world goes 'round and 'round, I'm on top of it
These are the times of Sabacolypse
The world goes 'round and 'round, ain't no stopping it
Welcome to the days of Sabacolypse
The world goes 'round and 'round, I'm on top of it
These are the times of Sabacolypse (Sabacolypse!)
[Verse 3: Sabac]
I'm a mass depressed, lately I've been feeling rotten
Putting cancer to my lips while I'm inhalin' toxins
It's gotten to the point I'm contemplating my death
I'm like running from myself or escaping the feds
I'm in the bed, pen and pad, porn flicks and beats
Gaining weight rapidly like some sick disease
Please give me some drugs (what?), or give me some love (what?)
Or give me something that's gonna give me a rush
I need a buzz before I decide to squeeze and bust
Have someone come home only to see the blood
Stains on my walls from my brains and my balls
Most likely from my brains, I'm feeling dangerous, y'all
I need to slide out this funk (uh), slide from the dumps (yeah)
And take it back to the streets so I could ride on you punks
I'm hard-headed so forget it man expect to see me
For now I choose to live, dog, death's too easy
[Chorus: Sabac]
The world goes 'round and 'round, ain't no stopping it
Welcome to the days of Sabacolypse
The world goes 'round and 'round, I'm on top of it
These are the times of Sabacolypse
The world goes 'round and 'round, ain't no stopping it
Welcome to the days of Sabacolypse
The world goes 'round and 'round, I'm on top of it
These are the times of Sabacolypse (Sabacolypse!)
