2Mex, Xololanxinxo, Sick Jacken - Doctors, Drums and Danger lyrics

Psycho Realm of Mexican Descent
Xololanxinxo sick Jacken
2Mex (2Mex) b-Boys in Occupied Mexico
Doctors, Drums and Danger

A message to the village idiots
Of Mexican Descent and Psycho Realm
Are the quintessential
Sacrilegious affiliates indian doctors
To the snakes and the spiders
My rebels to the fake and the biters
When I left the squad
I got one breath left with
Death threat from God ah
With the extraordinary urgency
2Mex is needed for heart coronary surgery ha
You got a spot on your retina
I got a penicillin refillable syllable
Shots full of teflon
And I'm hovering like Tiger Heli
I'm a love it when I stick it
In the belly of the beast
With the Psycho Realm the police
They got our lives all on microfilm
But that's okay i'll live to see another day
I got tabs full of words
That'll wish you away we're like
Tito Santana meets Hercules Hernandez
You're gonna need an antenna
Just to understand this
I'm a militant mil mascaras
I'm diligent when I'm peelin' your cascara

When you step into the scene
Expect what will occur
You remember hearin' the drum
The rest is just a blur
Underground sound, it's just a slang in slur
When we sippin' sick juice and illuse
Sick words
Burned by society, left there with asses
Hangin' in the waistline, we Sickside classes
They flash us, the gang signs, the badges
Then blast us despite the drama
We still bring it to the masses
Rob documentary style (yeah) we film the
Realm, what we build to create a song foul
Fans, they go crazy, at shows
Make it all worthwhile
If you ain't breaking your neck, fool
You're in denial the doctors, drums come in
We're too sick to cure
Contaminate our minds
But our hearts remain pure
The plan is secured, soldiers rest assured
Spur the moment, sparks of truth will occur
I got two rap sheets, one with crimes
One with rhymes
Most psychos on the street hurl
Along the same lines
Psycho cause we're steadily losin'
In prison minds sometimes, we get a glitch
Cop bitch and come find with full raids
Where fools rage and pigs masquerade
Invade my whole shit
Their own laws get disobeyed
Straight from police scene
By releasing the hate on the
Sickest beats, with speak, on streets
We roam crazed

You wanna live in the palm of the devil
Die as a rebel reveal revelations
To the point of a nuclear disaster
We're factored
To the rapture, captured by the columnists
Searchin' for significance
Driftin' towards a bias preference
Even as an inmate there's no freedom
On the other side of the gate
This world is a prison
Measurin' your whereabouts, suffocatin'
Heredity animate me, social realism
From the pyramid to the paradox
Where all three-strike offenders
Rendered as a lifeline
Get snorted as a cokeline sniff
How high will you get before I have to
Blow that ass up just like Steven Nicks
Lying in a hospital, sick i'm lyin' to
Escape this hazardous trick medical America
By lethal injection
There's rooms that react to this in selves
It's like where trees to a toxin pollen and
Crawlin' in through the layers of an ocean
The modern count of justice zero be hear
The poison begins within our earlobes
This, age of blashemy
Sent an Aztec team on the street corner
While Mexika kids blast at me

We've got bigger problems