letra de sick of it - rex spit
[intro: rex spit & masonmanson]
uh, rex spit man and i want my d-mn respect
if you don’t like me, then f-ck you
what the f-ck man? uh
f-ck, you just can’t get by no more
[chorus]
f-ck, you f-ckers talking too loud you got rexo mad
wanna f-ck sh-t up, never f-cked you over unless you have that sh-t coming
i got voices in my head, they know i’m gonna end up dead
i do whatever i want just to get this money
i like to see your f-cking blood stream running
you talk a lot with a whole lot of playin’
a lot of talk, well f-cker let’s spray him
got me like
[verse 1]
p-ssy boy, what you saying?
do you want me to start some mayhem?
i take a really long lane and i beat him
those p-ssies are not his mans, he gon’ need em
i do what i want, what i do what i say so
f-cker act serious uh, i’m not playful
depressing sh-t, can’t take it no more
my brain need to go somewhere, well
my fist is on punching, you still wanna talk?
well sh-t man, i can’t stop my fists
mans down, it’s unfortunate
i don’t give a f-ck, so now you dealt with a brick
stupid b-tch, accuse me of dumb sh-t
she’s just sad that she’s not my b-tch
you say what you want, know i ain’t f-cking did it
i guess that you lie (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
p-ssed off, need a cigarette
but i don’t smoke cigarettes
taking h-lla time, truly reminiscing
i am not happy, do you get it?
p-ssy got the nerves talk sh-t, but yet
acting f-cking hard, but i see you sweating
you f-ckers make me feel like a play
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[chorus]
f-ck, you f-ckers talking too loud you got rexo mad
wanna f-ck sh-t up, never f-cked you over unless you have that sh-t coming
i got voices in my head, they know i’m gonna end up dead
i do whatever i want just to get this money
i like to see your f-cking blood stream running
you talk a lot with a whole lot of playin’
a lot of talk, well f-cker let’s spray him
got me like i wanna f-ck sh-t up, never f-cked you over unless you have that sh-t coming
i got voices in my head, they know i’m gonna end up dead
i do whatever i want just to get this money
i like to see your f-cking blood stream running
you talk a lot with a whole lot of playin’
a lot of talk, well f-cker let’s spray him
[verse 2]
b-tch
you’ll find me in a ditch, like a tweaker when i twitch
i bet you aren’t nothing, what, i scream and i b-tch
i knew i cannot f-ck with you, so i threw you in a pit
ay b-tch you looking fake, that like the slit on my wrist
[outro]
i hate you motherf-ckers
auhhhggh
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