siylk - Call-Out Lyrics

This a call-out
Been binge-drinking bullshit from fake teeth and suave mouths
Your sweet promise
The forbidden fruit
Not for feeding
Not fulfilling
Gatekeeping the cast-outs

Allowed to mold rules
Move roles at your convenience
The world is your store
Your show
Heroic appearance in your suit
Your theme song gets you hard in your tight Speedos
Not gon' lie I wanna be in your place
Green screen
More takes
The spotlight with the gold frame
No one else on par
The own judge of your case
Everyone else in awe
Fratricide for your plate
Fighting for your stakes
What am I to do
When nine million peers in my country in a cold state
When I'm living my eyes closed like I'm supposed to
When everyone everywhere tells you there's no way

You call yourself a God
Halos and gold chains
You call what's good and bad
What defines a good Man
You call yourself the Judge
Mjǫllnir in you hand
Remove the bloody thorns that rose up in your way
You call yourself a God
With your mood the globe change
You call the Moon and Sun
Hot days and cold rain
You call yourself Shi Huang
Your slaves mold clay
Underground soldiers take your secret to your grave

My patience has capped
Every crack I see raise my anxiety
Infectious psyche
Watch your back
Bottled up violence 'bout to blow up
And if I see you cap decisive happens fast
Raise like price of gas
Raise then market crash
Raise like poverty gap
Raise like dioxide
Raise my blood pressure
My odds of coughing up blood
Waste my f*cking time
Burning my time in ash

(You think I'm getting mad but you feel what I'm getting at)
Restlessness invading our homes
(My ears ringing bad put music and get on track)
That bitch tinnitus f*ck
(What you say take it back what you think f*cking wack)
My perspective is the only one
(What am I in your eyes
How many bits how many lies)

Our anthem now requiem
Empty answers every time we question them
Tolerance except for what you recommend
Just take that shot and shut up you selfish man
Just hit the gas and play the act
Like the world's an endless well
Til we crash
Deny the facts and cast a spell
Carefree and hypocrite
I'm the same as them
Helpless in face of problems that lie ahead

My mama gets terrified at nights (Calm down)
I'm hoping the Sun will never come down
My brothers may you live 10000 years then plus 10 times that
Father I see you in myself
Love you more than I say
You my reason
Pulse stable rhythm
Inner voice obedient
Working on weekends
Gracious in defeat and glorious in winning
Circle complete when no side is missing
Yes you my breathing
(My) focus
(My) mission
(I'm) dreaming that we will die older and so will our children
(I) worry
(My) future
(My) present
(I'm) threatened by things I can't control
You ain't got my trust no more

You call yourself a God
Halos and gold chains
You call what's good and bad
What defines a good Man
You call yourself the Judge
Mjǫllnir in you hand
Remove the bloody thorns that rose up in your way
You call yourself a God
With your mood the globe change
You call the Moon and Sun
Hot days and cold rain
You call yourself Shi Huang
Your slaves mold clay
Underground soldiers take your secret to your grave

This a call-out
Been binge-drinking bullshit from fake teeth and suave mouths
Your sweet promise
The forbidden fruit
Not for feeding
Not fulfilling
Gatekeeping the cast-outs