18 Topics (Feat. Aristadoe & Ferley Sandrew)

Bazix Lyrix

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Bazix Lyrix

Welcome to Bazix Lyrix's Soundclick page. Keep on checkin' this page for updates on the founder, one of the main rappers, producers, and designers on Casterix P

Welcome to Bazix Lyrix's Soundclick page, Keep on checkin' this page for updates on the founder and one of the main producers, rappers, designers, and talent scouts on Casterix Productions. Also listen to his hot, new tracks here or on www.audiostreet.net/0bazixlyrix

Song Info

Genre

Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General

Charts

#123,533 today Peak #1,299

#76,200 in subgenre Peak #741

Rights

2006 Casterix Records

Uploaded

March 08, 2006

Track Files

MP3

MP3 3.0 MB • 128 kbps • 2:09

Lyrics

ARISTADOE:
As I wake up in this ghetto apartment/No need to hide the issues we discuss, and sweep the dirt below the carpet/I’m walkin’ over arguments often/Cuz my neighbors down below couldn’t compromise without some racial comments/Across the streets, where cars can’t park, be when it darkens/Alarms go off, people’s neighbors be like “fuck it”/Some call me conscientus, but damn, the roaches in my kitchen got me thinkin’ twice before eatin’ race and brandace/A fine line between different cultures/Little white girls roll on rollerblades, whiles the Spanish ones be pushing strollers/I’m sick of what they want me to be/The way this world is getting’ down, I see that Michael would’ve made a good priest/I stain my teeth, haven’t smoked in a while/But the one’s on cigarette ads, they seem to have the brightest smile/And how; They puttin’ up the price of the rent/Whiles the re-fund on the soda cans remains 5 cents/

(CHORUS:)
This is so hard/We’re all scarred/
When we talk, we cry, oh/
Scarred so deep/Prayin’ on our knees/But we don’t stop the fight, no/
People cryin’, People dyin’/But to the top we climb on/
We gotta stop this/It’s the 18 topics/

BAZIX:
For some people, It’s about the records they sell/For me, It’s about the message I tell/I wanna get clear to the bitches and faggets that kill/I wanna help the poor, And show people this menace is real/I rap to deaf and blind, So now I’m rappin’ in brail/I help people get back up on their feet, prevent them from steppin’ in nails/Let my lyrics guide you, to heaven or hell/I can’t make choices for you, But you’ll know what’s wrong the second you fail/

I made this song to show the people I care/I’m not one of those people that see blood dripple and stare/This is for ya’ll, Stuck in a war, crippled and scared/For the places where the leadership isn’t fair/For the kids, who got parents that wished in despair/Their kids weren’t there/Who mistreat ‘em/And lie they tripped of the stairs/And for the parents who love their kids, who sit in the kitchen and stare/At the ground, cuz they need money, But the rich aren’t there/So the kids gotta cheat and steal, Cuz you can’t get a scholarship on welfare/The sick need healthcare/But the government is wastin’ money on arresting people, whiles the real convicts are elsewhere/

Got me thinkin’, what is that we did to deserve this?/Is suffering our only purpose/On this earth?/We kill/We break bones/We deal/We take homes/So maybe god’s just givin’ all of us what we disserve/

(CHORUS)

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