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letra de sick - mastad0n

yeah yeah
you know what i’m saying
we was doing all that sh-t
and i ain’t even have to ask n-body for it
they just did that sh-t
i’m here

[verse 1]
i’m in orbit with all of y’all
i got faults in my road so i can’t drive straight
license suspended anyway just let me vibrate
to be honest a lot of y’all would’ve died at my rate
i’ve seen sh-t in my past life that i hide to this day
so this face of dismay
will be here ‘til wednesday
thursday i’m in the bed dreaming ‘bout friday
i can feel my mind shake
n-gg- let me vibrate
‘cause the common misconception is not just a misdirection
when monuments get erected them billionaires get erections
they paying off these elections but i’m voting anyway
n-gg- they been k!lling n-gg-s since before the last name was ever given
i ain’t preaching brother
i ain’t with that hotep sh-t either
i’m with you brother
n-gg-s born with a knife in they soul and they know it
mama tried to pull it out but all she can do is console it
lose our brains in these games
this sh-t is so consoling
smoking grams to the face
don’t worry why i’m rolling
i’m hoping for the ocean
i’m kind of used to floating
it’s good to pick your potion
‘cause you gone feel the motion
don

[hook]
if my money falls i’ll probably have to catch a body
talking sh-t from the gate and i ain’t even in the lobby
b-tch i’m top floor, high above, eyes on everybody
and my style’s so sick so i’m used to being sn-bby
bless you, bless you, bless you
(i’m sick of the bullsh-t)
style so sick so i’m used to being sn-bby

[bridge]
i’ve been sick and i’m holding on
(man i’m barely f-cking holding on)
i’ve been sick and i’m holding on
(i don’t even know anymore man)

[verse 2]
my brain matter consists of great data
complex patterns and voices that tend to chatter
i feel shattered
a mere piece of a man that had once mattered
i wanted to be the flyest but i’m always making maggots
i got dreams attacking me daily
all i see is static
getting major headaches
feels like static major’s fate is becoming mine as of late
the shortness of breath on occasion is way too much to take
move all my page right along the road and find a new state of mind
because mine is broken like the drop of a vase
but i feel better when i’m rocking at the drop of the b-ss
aye yo my lawyer’s paid i’m ‘bout to throw the clock at the case
i should be sleeping well but the bags under my eyes are too full of the hate
and the anger in my soul is too hot for you to hold i guess that’s why i walk alone
why do i dish out what i don’t condone?
my condolences if i stepped in your home

[bridge]
i’ve been sick and i’m holding on
i’ve been sick and i’m holding on

- mastad0n

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