Song Lyrics
Sick
Call me sick, I'm flippin shit rippin the script//
Take the paper to ya vains as I'm slittin ya wrist//
I enjoy serving pain to the innocent kids//
I beat mike with tina then I kicked in her ribs//
Diabolical maniac, you call me fat//
I react, swingin at ya skull with a boned-bat//
I don't take lightly to comments despise me//
Trying to be nice before I turn into frightning//
Monsterous, I ponder wits, then conjure shit//
I make a fuckn rappin demon with fists//
A creature from the west wit a mic in his hand//
Spittin venom in eye then put ya face in a fan//

Been a pyscho from day one, I handle my gift//
Eat bullets from guns, and cancerous tits//
Any minute I got one, to callin you quits//
And all because of this now your calling me sick//
Been a pyscho from day one, I handle my gift//
Eat bullets from guns, and cancerous tits//
Any minute I got one, to callin you quits//
And all because of this now your calling me sick//

Im the evil kenevil of rap, I'm jumpin gaps//
I make ya cardiac pulse like fuckn heart-attacks//
Spin words in sprays, untill ya soul is fazed//
cut through ya body vitals, leave ya scared for days//
Im sick of the bullshit in music//
All these punks with record labels abuse it//
I could take all their chains n their cash//
And Like they smuggled it in prison, shove it right in their ass//
Cuz Im sick, but some call me mentally ill//
Bustin ya fuckn teeth so get ya cavities filled//
Im the dentist drilling into ya roots//
rippin through ya gums n tongue while hangin onto ya tooth//
Im a deranged pig, stashin raza blades//
in my mouth and up my sleeve in mysterious ways//
in this faze, I'll lace em in a purple haze//
smoke it up, then blow it in ur face like fuckn grenades//


repeat chorus

I am the sickness, disease to you fuckn bitches//
pukin illness as Im burnin you like salem witches//
I got no patience, dealin with the ignorant peeps//
I got a pocket full of shells like rage against the machine//
Im blastin at you, Im puttin holes all in ya torso//
Im foldin back ya arms to put ya neck in a choke hold//
You think its funny how I'm speakin these words//
But while ya laughin your infected with my lyrical germs//
Never expected I could send a virus over the line//
Your in denial while its creepin and infectin ya spine//
Its spreadin, through ya body every way//
It taps ya mind and makes you listen to this track for days//

reapeat chorus 2x