stomach

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this feeling i get inside my stomach
must be the rum sick
rumbling bumbling swirling around
no one can hear it, its an ultrasound
tryna geti out my head but its still loud
 
dont need help from no shitty label
they trying to put contracts on my table
i got three legs bitch im stable
fight in the street like its fable
this is the peak of my hateful ways
i led you astray
fed you a plate of poison
dont spoil it
chop it up then boil it
and your bed?
you fucking soil it
waking up like a fever dream
hit you at full steam
and you scream
 
this feeling i get inside my stomach
must be the rum sick
rumbling bumbling swirling around
no one can hear it, its an ultrasound
tryna geti out my head but its still loud
 
pumping out bars like a machine
speeding past cars like its a dream
best bars you ever seen
dont need no team
im by myself
lone wolf
got to watch out for my health
its tough
im getting buff
bouncing balls in the courts
balls bouncing in the sheets of course
i rap in morse
these lyrics i dont force
DOOM is the source
feelings come out with no remorse
 
this feeling i get inside my stomach
must be the rum sick
rumbling bumbling swirling around
no one can hear it, its an ultrasound
tryna geti out my head but its still loud
 
this feeling i get inside my stomach
its reeling me to confide to the ruckus
i spit bars like im Buckis from ice age
i tear another page to teach a gangsta sage
of how to get dimes quickly in the modern age
and now to hit rhymes sickly up upon the stage
foot up on the gauge and im pumping it with no delays
something got my head in a craze
dont listen to what they says
 
this feeling i get inside my stomach
must be the rum sick
rumbling bumbling swirling around
no one can hear it, its an ultrasound
tryna geti out my head but its still loud
 
like the trees we be smoking on the daily's
pay your fees or your gonna be done up
like a crab that swum up
paralyzed from the neck up
every time i write it seems to get better
my rapping yesterday was so much wetter
but now you sweat in your sweater
you got a fever and you need a something to relieve ya
last resort is dried kelp
feeling like people here need some help
rappad more like rap bad
yall just do it for clout
you must be stupid or sought
here to show you what it really be about
then im out

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danisill
Member since May 26 2022

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