Chorus (Samuel) :

The sick asylum

Walking the pavements of this sick asylum

We seek asylum

Like a child bailing his vile mum

Verse 1 (Tafa):

Earplugs on as I walked the pavement

I thought to myself what the rave meant

Brooms in the air, umbrellas for the cheer

I stare into this stirring sight for the care

What’s the bone of contention?

I mean the result of the convention?

Did I mention Bod man stunk of pension

Tension, before Corleone intervention

Every four years we demonstrate some crazy

In the wilderness, maybe they’re thinking wavy

29th or 12th, why the merriment?

Every lie they speak to our detriment

Away with the sentiment, none of them heaven sent

From Maradona to this prophet I see no changes

See strange exchanges, nepotism ranges

Hurtful what this evil system arranges

Chorus (Samuel) :

The sick asylum

Walking the pavements of this sick asylum

We seek asylum

Like a child bailing his vile mum

Verse 2 (Tafa):

Riddle me Biafra and Zuma erection

A certain fabrication for the next election

See senate selections such sensation

Arrant altercations, lets give em’ an ovation

The times, I ain’t talking magazines

Unemployment got youths living on Maga means

Core eruption of values by corruption

We need a revolution, not a Libyan disruption

Let’s stay woke, hard as we stay broke

Man no go chop, that’s our grey joke

Stray stroke rebel I take arms against the devil

I revel, never settle against dudes that embezzle

Pot calls black kettle, they’re the same mettle

No medals for folks, immoral mortals mud meddle

This is my quest for love, your food for thought

My tribe on a trotter diet, vibes and stuff your thought

Chorus (Samuel) :

The sick asylum

Walking the pavements of this sick asylum

We seek asylum

Like a child bailing his vile mum

Verse 3 (Sun Sedek):

Broadcasting live from a sick asylum

Insane enough to make you seek asylum

Like refugees flee political clime

Election violence where heads roll like wheels spinning on chrome with the skull design customizing

Let me get off poetry for a bit

Show you how two opposite universes coexist

Same year the UN ranks us 6th happiest in Africa, we record the most suicide attempts

They stole the mace now the ayes have it

Masses roam stranded they eyes blinded

Like brides jilted before they lift the veil

Around here there's ways around shit, either bribe justice itself or get to praying that God weighs in to tip the scale

Need I remind you the asinine youth that kill for fast money its Armageddon

They act like its over crowded in Jah's heaven

So on earth they wanna save room like kids when they mimic the car revving

Chorus (Samuel) :

The sick asylum

Walking the pavements of this sick asylum

We seek asylum

Like a child bailing his vile mum