Traumatika

Traumatika, it's like you been through so much motherfuckin trauma, so much pain, that uh, we have a different way of lookin at the world, we have a different way of lookin at situations, people around you, et cetera, feel me?

Traumatika..

[Chorus]
Traumatika
Make a motherfuckers brains bout to bust
Since you really wanna get down with us
Then you better turn up and adjust
I'm about to make your brains game more juiced
Comatized by the strange slangs i use
Ima ride with the side that're always strafing for the truth

[Verse 1: Loc Saint]
Every verse I spit gets lit when the trigga tongue bumps to guns the bangs rang
Straight slang like a razor blade spilts the skin blood spits while I'm lettin the fangs hang
Ima give em the feelin of what it's like livin up inside of my body boutta go bang bang
All the trauma the amount of you wanna be a gunner but ain't nobody wanna give em a dang thang
Traumatika, make a motherfucker's brain bout to bust to ash and dust and trust in us we know the real trauma you don't ever really wanna come up on a real drama
I'm a automatic addict cause I medic erratical with my head unraveled in the brittanica I'm the supernatural encyclopedia sabbatical
I'm a erratic animal cannibal rebutted mechanical

[Chorus]
Trauma stays in your soul and I can't shake it
Trauma it takes it's toll and I can't seem to fake it
Traumatika
Make a motherfuckers brains bout to bust
If you really wanna get down with us
Then you better turn up and adjust
I'm about to make your brains game more juiced
Comatized by the strange slangs I use
Ima ride wit the side that are always strafing for the truth

[Verse 2: K-Fix]
(Heart Beats)
Beating irregular I'm not getting ahead of myself
Always had to hustle in me homie, no begging for help
And everything I wanted in my life I then got it myself
I'm trying to survive in the depths of hell
I reckon [?] if I'm in the spot, it'd never fail
Thinking I done been off left in the ground
I'm just striving to get my mail
If anybody wanna try me, I'm boutta reciprocate if they run up
I'm tipping the scale making a hell of a come-up
But still I wish I could find a nigga guts
To bust some of these ill rhymes
Then my skill shine, still trying to get away
I been struggling to get my numbers up
Roll up a J and my lungs are fucked
I'm feeling paranoid living in a clusterfuck
But I'm prepared for whatever, made a promise
To somebody that I lost, to either jail
Or they're gonna give 'em heat like a sauna
Kinda hard to prevail
Send my prayers to the man up above us
Forgive me cause I'm living in sin
Got the feeling that me and a villain's probably similar kin
Slowly sinking in an abyss, I just repent with a pen
Nigga my life is like a drama from beginning to end
Instead of giving in, I'ma put a foot on they neck
Fuck a rook, I'm a vet
Play 'em like a rook on a chess board
Just for [?] be the way to look at a [?]
I feel your (Heart Beats)
Rolling with population nobody can tell I'm a super villain
My truth is seen at a cinema, you is the new edition
And never ride on the wave of nobody, I do it different
The life I'm living is really no [?] to superstition
If only they knew the vision I'm trying to get through the trenches
To put your life on the line for a rhyming was my decision
The reason I think I did it, I'm sleeping when I get the feeling of this-

[Chorus]
Traumatika
Make a motherfuckers brains bout to bust
If you really wanna get down with us
Then you better turn up and adjust
I'm about to make your brains game more juiced
Comatized by the strange slangs I use
Ima ride with the side that're always strafing for the truth