E.R. (Disstrack) Lyrics

Okay, I didn't wanna have to do this, but you left me no choice

So I'mma settle this the old fashioned way, a disstrack

Let's go

You kicked us when we're down

We asked for help but because

You got Pretoria West to feed you created a recipe

To try and attempt to weed out the labourers you did deem

Unworthy to succeed

In the dream you can't reach

It's not our fault you can't write; why did you hold us to the fire?

There was no food in our life, you said it was mom's crime

You think that I owe ya cause you paid half of my metric

Believe that in yo hearse I mean grave packed with the damned kids

You heaped up cause you kept your white bread

Separate, yeah you tend to lie ma'am

If it wasn't for you breaking the laws of HR

My mom'd be good lady you sort of taint all

Christians with your manipulation

Leaving 'em poor so you can save 'em

Your husband left you a fortune without it you'd be nothing

You blundered when you did force me to sound like you are something

You're claiming to be Christian but I can smell the demons

I'm praying that listen to this rap melting the mask

You're bluffing in ten years you'll be gone

So take your fake colored hair and then steer to the sun

Our hearts ain't scared to reach stars your cards ain't there to be part

Of this game so L.R. prepare for E.R.