Christian Lanes - Quarantine Lyrics

A lot of people talking to me like a stranger
Said they never knew the new me close to danger
Filling up my lead with lethal dose of anger
Can't contain me forever breaking loose on this paper
This a quarantine, on the chopping block like a guillotine
Are they feeling me like what you really mean
Shooting at my targets let the steely ring, Philly's King
Milly Meek, wiping off the dirt like it's silly string
Silly me, enough with the killing spree
Michael Jackson moves screaming Billy Jean, uh
Spilling beans, truth ugly hate the scenery
Cut it down Dow low greenery
Worst case horror scene, don't contain me, why you angry
Stop complaining, the pencil made me, insane? Maybe
Getting zaney, hijazi, kamikaze shady
Why you lazy, procrastinating? Signing off Brady
Like a caged beast couldn't tame me, getting lengthy
Party in long beach palms are sweaty, Shake it off like spaghetti
Get a head or beheaded, the bead sweated when the
Beats mentioned, Marshall Law house arrest locked away
Detention, Joking around Heath Ledger, the heat measures
Who can stay in the kitchen with increased pressure
Stick around hear the sound don't be the
Least threatened, The walls on Wall Street are
Recessing, recession, Kids prohibited from anymore
Recesses, social meet sessions
While the meat lessens toilet seat presses that's the definition
Of paper chasing and a cheap presence
The pretence is to pretend that boarding up the home for the
Weekend is a sign of weakness
The sequence is to defend the people
Who can't afford the hoarding up foreclosure creeping
Drip so hard faucet leakin, best believe in, Covid-19 sneaking while you sleeping
Gas mask in the streets then, Italy the beacon, wrecking havoc losses steepin
Like the teas in, four minutes till the core stiffens and the morgue's sendin even
More tickets while the stores riggin
The floor's tippin in a way we couldn't prepare for
But I wasn't a born victim I was born driven and born gifted
With no limits waging war on this poor demon
Poor demon! Okay, we need to chill
If they ain't washing hands then you will
This a team effort no caps to fill
Some of y'all may think this too real
Some of y'all may think this is too real
Take a step back and tell me the deal
Government lock down how do you feel
When this virus is ready to kill
No sympathy in the systems the corona is a strippin
While the fortune pickin trips and they explorin different riches
The poorest steady tickin til they corpses to the symptoms
No course of intermission, and I'm hoping that you listen
That the Porsche that you whippin is a quarter to these children
And the purpose of me spittin, is to implore different visions
Like how Detroit is to Pistons, and a court is to sentence
I might conform to this living but this sport isn't missing

This a quarantine, gas mask is attached gloves on saying how do you do
Cuz love is in the air but something else is there so how can I know who's who
People asking for solutions information misconstruing while others are looking too blue
And I may just advise to hand sanitize at least til this storm blows through
This a quarantine, gas mask is attached gloves on saying how do you do
Cuz love is in the air but something else is there so how can I know who's who
People asking for solutions information misconstruing while others are looking too blue
And I may just advise to hand sanitize at least til this storm blows through