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letra de a murder n' room 8 - koopsta knicca

[chorus]
sick, and sittin’ here, la-la, i’m tellin’ y’all away
sick, and sittin’ here, la-la, i’m tellin’ y’all away
sick, and sittin’ here, la-la, dreamin’ (hold my head, my head)
sick, and sittin’ here, la-la, dreamin’

[bridge]
who’s there i love for?
sometimes you are the fool
i swear i know these words are gonna
p-ss you off, and go for a massacre

[chorus]
sick, and sittin’ here, la-la, i’m tellin’ y’all away
sick, and sittin’ here, la-la, dreamin’, i’m tellin’ y’all (hold my head, my head)

[verse 1]
tell me what this sounds like, i can none but wonder
quick to raise them guns up, woke before the sun’s up
tell me what you came for, coalition mega bust
c-ck the hammer, boom, bust – fact from koopsta knicca
confront this n-gga wrong, b-tch, natural high not funk, b-tch
leave that sh-t alone, b-tch, f-cking with this gangsta sh-t
down with god, not triple six, need no more that devil sh-t
once was broke, but now i’m rich, please, don’t try to diss me
think this pit forgot, hoe, hit listen a plot, hoe
marvel not commence to choke, empty the clip, then reload
ain’t no more of coming back, took my d-ck up off your tracks
pop that mo, b-tch, sip on that, b-tch ass rappers best relax
[chorus]
sick, and sittin’ here, la-la, i’m tellin’ y’all away
sick, and sittin’ here, la-la, dreamin’, i’m tellin’ y’all away
sick, and sittin’ here, la-la, dreamin’ (hold my head, my head)
sick, and sittin’ here, la-la, dreamin’

[verse 2]
say i’m f-cked, but i’m okay
see me, n-gga betta say hey
standin’ to the last day
panderin’ rain didn’t go away
mystic stylez up out the dark
fire up, then, when i talk
louis like the wrath of god
crumble as i wizzle
phoenix with the devil sh-t
come and join the koopsta, b-tch
paul, crunchy, i love you
you n-ggas can’t get my ass in
sissy b-tchy, slow, though
billy rope on jack is loud
this is what i came for, melissa
b-tch, gon’ f-ck dat hoe
said they had me scared
then i rested with a big old hand
grabbed that chick up on the thigh poach
some joke n-gga finna come up sold
’cause they make a plan and murd’, man
thought about a rifleman
tryna push keys overseas
don’t f-ck with that koopsta, man
west tennessean
y’all don’t wanna f-ck with me (b-tch!)
[chorus]
sick, and sittin’ here, la-la, i’m tellin’ y’all away
sick, and sittin’ here, la-la, dreamin’, i’m tellin’ y’all away
sick, and sittin’ here, la-la, dreamin’ (hold my head, my head)
sick, and sittin’ here, la-la, dreamin

[verse 3]
first i grabbed that freak b-tch by its knee
you can bet, broke legs, spit his cress
his head homes, body sombs when i get my guns run
for ruv-fufu-fum-fum
for some body holes, dog stick, they hiking floor
and kickin’ doors, and not any one of you folks
can mess with the devil sh-t, ’em voices in ’em tricks
be, now watch me be, the murder strip them dead first
dead first, die first, dead first

[chorus]
sick, and sittin’ here, la-la, i’m tellin’ y’all away
sick, and sittin’ here, la-la, dreamin’, i’m tellin’ y’all away
sick, and sittin’ here, la-la, dreamin’ (hold my head, my head)
sick, and sittin’ here, la-la, dreamin

- koopsta knicca

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