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letra de i'm back - sicky g

[intro]
and now
this is the moment you’ve all been waiting for
it’s time!
for our main event of the evening

[hook]
i’m back on attack
lethal crack to you wack people
this is real sh-t that i spit
make the cr-p dribble
crack steel, psychopathic rap feel
triple six when i despatch a track
that’s evil
shot a misfire on that bring me down ting
refreshed and inspired, now i’m bound to begin
correcting the libel, denouncing the pr-cks
and those who survive will bow down for the king

[verse 1]
early days i was living with the lights out
fuses blown, apathetic in the mind, how
did i get into this? tri-six influence, rivals in prudence
sicky, pipe down
roll the stone aside, bright now the lights on
put back in the right mind when i write songs
roll up a tube and slide in my bygones
explode the load by lighting the pipe bomb
unchained, i been doin’ sh-t to die soon
undo tight screws, mind like a typhoon
ali-like moves in a time that i sight you
watch your back and see what karma provides you
do my own style, abiding by my laws
feeling high like i’m ridin’ the white horse
murder a man if it’s time and the right cause
put me in my grave and i wave as i write yours

[verse 2]
stirring sh-t like piers
i’m creating your demise, god-like spits, tight
here’s a word to the wise, thot i might pick right
i’m the number one of guys
got ‘em white kicks, flights
they be jealous of me, why not? (ha ha)
superman, raoul silva, i’m gunned up
monday to sunday
on the runway ya bum drunk
this is your warning
make a wrong move and i’ll dunk
cl!ck clack -cl!ck clack-, sick track
pile the bodies up in my trunk
show ’em i can spit bars, usain, i’m this fast
i could sell my shoes and have the dough to buy your sick car
when i’m on the mic you ain’t ever gonna skip past
uh, everyone’s a target to my lip blast
opinion’s prevalent
i’m revelling in relevance
enveloping your cerebrum
i’m everything, i never end
i’m heavenly, i’m heaven-sent
and everything i ever said’s
compelling, we developing
a dwelling up in heaven’s penthouse

[outro: broken hook]
back
back, back
back, back
crack steel
psychopathic rap feel
rap feel
psychopathic rap feel
shot a misfire on that bring me down ting
refreshed and inspired, now i’m bound to begin
correcting the libel, denouncing the pr-cks
and those who survive will bow down for the king

[outro]
wow!
and it is all over!
-cheering and clapping-

- sicky g

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