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letra de sickening ii - the wordshipper

[intro]
i already know it’s a bad idea touching this beat

[verse]
creativities aligned in my veins, like the ink that describes the episodes of mental pain, that currently reside in my brain
hold up let me rewind it and do it again, like i’m peter griffin
i grin at the thoughts of these rappers thinking that they can beat me, like an mma fighter
my sk!lls always combined with rabies
i infect em’ with lyricism, cute em’ from idiotic behavior, that’s not acceptable
like erectile disfunction, if they couldn’t function without these mumble bars, put em’ behind em
after tellin’ them to reach for the stars, which align to spell my name
call it the eighty-ninth constellation in mothaf-ckin’ sp-ce
warp speed, when i’m flowin’ and bustin’ these rhymes like spock
but i ain’t into star trek, just needed to give em’ ideas for a bar
‘cause i’m confident the second i blow up, they will be stealing all my thoughts like a robber
and that reminds me, forgot the hamburglar called me, told me to let you know he wants his money, and he’s not asking politely
politically, i’m not as educated as it seems
i used to think bill gates was the president of the united states
till i heard he opened up the windows, and yelled to the people on the street
adam ate the apple, but jobs are needed, let me repeat it
‘cause i honestly don’t f-ck with the red and white, they forgot the blue, yeah that’s right
seems like every president’s just white
come now give other races a try, let me get it right
let me get right back to the first line, that i wrote, in this little rhyme that i wrote
cause it’s so divine, like the creativity that i said resides in my body
the cracker inside
and that’s all for the first verse
the wordship’s present in my mind
mental, the ripper, the grind. uh

[chorus]
words consume your soul just like a parasite
i’ve been searching for a special place that i could call paradise
f-ck the money, i’m gon’ take my chances like a pair of dice
wordship’s on my mind, and the wordship is my grind
words consume your soul just like a parasite
i been searching for a- paradise
take my chances- pair of dice
wordship’s on my mind and the wordship is my grind

- the wordshipper

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