SICK ft. Matt Swain Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Moving past the masquerades
I rather walk this path I lay
I'm tired of the master's ways
But who gon cast this castaway?
When half the price they have to pay
For lines as sharp as razor blades
Can go to cats who cap for plays
Who one day gon evaporate
Like panthers in a black beret
Im planning all the plays I made
I seen em bucking near and I
Ain't ever been to Tampa bay
I showed em one piece
And then I threw the fucking map away
They too slow to copy me
I guess that's why they half the pace
Yasuke
I'm like a ronin when I'm roaming
Say they kings but never shoguns
Know them posers ain't no Moses
You ain't chosen, ain't the coldest
If you frozen, then I'm Sozin
You ain't even live a moment of them slogans you composing
Son of the morning
I'm like Lucifer
Turning the acoustics up
I'm Garvey Pac and Ali
I was spawned up out the crucible
They shooting youth as usual
We show them what the tool'll do
Put holes through ya head big enough
To fucking hula hoop
Medulla too
Large to hang with losers
I put work in and its proven
You quit working now you losing
I'm a super Saiyan with verses laying
I know my movements superhuman
See they try to bite the god I told em this is not communion
I'm SICK
No narcotics stashed in my pockets
No tech on him promise im amish
Plague these days we all became targets
God complex erasing my conscience
God, who's next I'm moving too cautious
Protecting my neck and losing my options
I gotta bomb first and skrt like 2Pac did
Walking through the darkest tunnels
Barking cause my dogs is muzzled
Had to get off the muscle
Working though the carpal tunnel
Bending words unlocking puzzles
Darker thoughts I pop the bubble
Wicked off the top
Rocking locs just like a walking jungle
Striking like a panther fighting devils when im pouncing
We are not the same if you grew up with an allowance
They ask me have I ever been skiing in the mountains
You stupid motherfucker i grew up in public housing
This shit is too astounding
Never throw the towel in
I battle every day like we sparring up in Shaolin
Showdown
Think I'm in my zone now
Niggaz move like Goku they quick to pull the pole out
Woah
Had to stick to the script and never broke my code
Say they shooting but they only movin Nets like Hov
Too much capping in they rapping and the same ole flows
Im the jango of this shit and y'all is just some clones
So it's hard to hold back with all this wrath I'm fighting
You either hold a strap or scribble tracks like raps I'm writing
But they rather see us packed in Rikers on some whack indictments
Striking at our necks like Attack on Titan
I'm SICK