But i aint got to be like "ay how sick am i?"
As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby
Right cash, pretty girls nice ass
Am sick of being stuck for grass
Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse
Gettin sick in rickety stalls. so sick that he falls.
'i am not guilty, i am innocent'- i heard that it made me sick 'n' insanely pissed
Making rappers go ape shit giving inspiration to live until you're ancient
Am that sick on the mike im so lyricly quick
Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic
Am i rapping with force or just making a slow jam
Better pray that this chopper jam like a radio single, man
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