Key: C# minor
Verse 1
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in case you didn't know you fuckin' with a psycho
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A crazy nigga write some
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think I think I get with this
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the motherfuckin' most
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I'm lovin' the way my nine split
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your ass up like a prism
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you shoulda known I'm hella loco
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Yo ass, cause I blast with my 9mm
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If I can't beat ya, the gap will defeat ya
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If my bullet reach ya,
straight to your forehead
Grim
Reaper
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X -Lope, no joke though, so ho -fo
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and turn into a nympho
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But no, I don't think so,
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I gots to kill all bitches
That sickness,
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that cure? I really don't think there is one
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The only way to cure yourself
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to go out like a pizza
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I guess I'm gonna die from that sickness,
I'm dizzin'
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I'm out to get paid
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Cause I don't give a fuck
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who you fuck up
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own that money and power, trisnip
You gotta let your nuts hang,
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It's that sickness,
I gotta kill a cracker with the quickness
Like walkin' to his house like a stranger
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I grab the white bitch by
her neck out of anger
The husband came in,
I seen him peck a wood steppin'
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I didn't say shit,
I let the tech do the checkin'
The site was scant,
it's the way I left these motherfuckers
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and had them hangin' from a rubber
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S .A .C. is great good with that sickle
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all over the room
and smokin' niggas for the
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The funkless kicks in,
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Rips the rivets, the nigga that sickness clicks,
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motherfuckin' prophet
Motherfuckers want the rip
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style but ain't said shit
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I got them niggas on the fend,
And have them niggas fiendin'
for the substance
Niggas that smoke spliff but
won't develop a sickness lynch
A ignored nigga, check first,
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I held him at gunpoint
Broke raw, the motherfuckin'
baby killer's gun smoke
Lead straight to the baby's head,
my nostrils flare
Veins peak,
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the motherfuckin' nine went boom
the nigga let your sickness kick in
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Thump from the wretch of
Leakin' from the crumb,
you won't know what's goin' on
Unless you beat the nigga deep,
gauge and start pumpin' it
Infants and desolates fiend
rip the shit out of a nigga's spleen
Full of faux hate,
Mickey's on my 08
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Drinkin' motherfuck dink,
smokin' niggas up crank
Slingin' ass nigga from the
nigga to rip in 12 hardened
It's a sickness,
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that nigga chaos hit me with the greens and shit
wicked with that motherfuckin' sickness
Sickness, sickness,
sickness, sickness
Stealin' all my oats and
start with heroin,
God's my witness
Stealin' a life that's fucked,
my child is sick, but that's my business
If I was a tailor,
then you wouldn't listen anyway
An 84 gang of niggas from
LA came I put my quarter in the
slot to start the dope
game I got the plug and then
I hooked up with my
partner
E
We hit the books, we hit the spot, location
was the
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One with that sickness,
oh that sickness
runnin' through my blood
Endangered island, I reside and give the
view my love
If you have that sickness,
that sickness make
you blast with the quickness
Same mistake with the intentions of the
hickas
Cause every weekend at the club,
niggas comin'
there
With they fuckin' .22s bustin' in the air
A little something from young
Meek to make the bitches holla
I'll send this shit out to myself, the
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Baller
A
Am
My nigga
Pee
Wee
Luck
Finna kick that killer shit,
you know what I'm sayin'?
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and dyin' of that sickness
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That sickness, that sickness kicks in
Drunk as fuck, will I last to the morrow?
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Beggars and punes,
now I'm livin' in the bop
Brain gone
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Which one will a nigga try?
187, I'm seein' psycho
in people's eyes
Split personality,
now it's time for a fuckin' change
Deeper and deeper into the bottle,
I'm thinkin' about suicide
Tellin' the next nigga to tell the truth,
I sit cryin' in the corner,
shit got me trippin'
Grab my nine for some land
I got your clip, we can't be slippin'
nobody here to stop me
Pee -wee, and
Pee -wee wants to pop me
drippin' sweat
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In the corner, still trippin'
Thoughts keep on crowdin' me
What's up?
A
Am
I'm out
That sickness,
some candles lit
it's killin' me softly
My brain is donin',
it ain't comin' back, I coulda swore
I saw my nigga
Psycho standin' over me
I know it wasn't him,
cause he's been buried for a week
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The silence of the black sheep,
deep in the middle of the night
I start to sweat,
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window wide open with two hoes in my neck
And can't nobody tell me shit flow
Cause every time I close my eyes,
I hear
Yo, cuz, I thought we had a deal
Mouth wrapped around the
barrel when I taste steel
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