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letra de sickbrain - lune squad

[verse 1: boogie]
i don’t understand it, why i turn into a savage
when i see a f-ckin’ knife, i immediately think of stabbing
i’ma split your f-ckin’ head, rip your brains out like some cabbage
cut your head off like ned stark, shove his torso in my baggage
now i’m on the next flight, louisville is where i’m headed
yeah, my homies like to fight so when we show, i bet you dread it
you so tough behind the mic but on the low you is a b-tch
caught him talking to the feds, i always knew he was a snitch
now i’m on my sick sh-t (sick sh-t), my brains has got me f-cked up
carvin’ up the bodies, call me dexter, now i’m playing nip/tuck
your organs on a platter, your blood is bittersweet (bittersweet)
can’t go home emptyhanded, now my kids can finally eat, yeah (kids can finally eat)
now let’s not get it twisted, i can be a nice guy
we can hang out and be besties, have a super famous fun time
do a couple dabs and choke and swear to god it’ll be the last time
as the night proceeds i go insane, welcome to my sick brain

[chorus: boogie & krawley]
i got a sick brain, yeah, i’m mentally insane
a little bit sick and i’m totally deranged
i got a sick brain, can’t make it stop in my head
always gonna be a sick f-ck ’til the day i’m dead
i got a sick brain, yeah, i’m mentally insane
a little bit sick and i’m totally deranged
i got a sick brain, can’t make it stop in my head
always gonna be a f-ckin’ lune ’til the day i’m dead
[verse 2: krawley]
here we go again, involuntary thoughts of homicide
drinkin’ redrum with a hatchet on my f-ckin’ side
it’s the witching hour and we’re goin’ for a joyride
let the bodies hit the floor after playing with their insides
i don’t give a f-ck, leave your b-tch ass bl–dy dead
no empathy, remorse when my vision goes red
there’s a darkness within me and it needs to be fed
these some minor side effects when a sick brain in your head
all these rappers acting hard but they too scared to say our name
’cause the moment that they do it’ll change the f-ckin’ game
i’ma blow them d-mn brains completely out the f-ckin’ frame
with these lunes in my head things will never be the same
as i play with they remains their guts slidin’ through my hands
thinkin’ ’bout who gets it next ’cause i’m a really sick man
it’s just the way that i am, hope you all understand
i come and eat this f-ckin’ face that i fried in a f-ckin’ pan

[verse 4: mr 8 legz]
yo! i’m mentally ill, know what i am is just me
abandoned sanity, maybe, the damaged man that you see
but dammit, i’ll be d-mned if your plan for handling me
results in anything other than cameras panned to a sheet
blo-blo-blo-blood-soaked body underneath, bones exposed
my schizophrenic script crammed insanely deep in his throat
forget it, you cannot hope to escape your fate, just delay
so you see me! i suggest you sprint the other way

- lune squad

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