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..

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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 gimmick or 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