S!ck

Yeah, Fucking around on this one man
Shout out to James for producing this one

Look, Look
I'm a disastrous, hazardous rapper, slashing you bastards
At thirteen I started rapping making distracts and total slappers
This some Sick shit
Odd and kind of twisted
This been what you missing
I can't believe that you missed this
A solo project, I can kill this shit with no features
Dark creature
Fucking rap god you are some far preachers
Underground prodigy, But I'm about to change that
Fuck the people doubting
Man, Imma get my damn payback
Depicted differently
Dig. ditch if you're dissing me
You dirty dogs are nothing but dust
Hop off my dick and weep
Hell Yeah, my tracks are awfully hot
See my shit and then your shit
And watch the quality drop
I'm just recording tracks in my room
Living comfortably
Underneath, these bitch ass rappers are tryna come for me
I swear you guys are under me
You say my music is shit
Well with this manure, I'm going a couple money trees
Bitch, jump off the fucking Brooklyn Bridge
Think you're the shit
With every chance you get its a swing and a miss
Bitch im sick

Sick and sinister savoring this damn rap game
Isolate you from your idols 'cause you are that lame
I was creating your coffin, I'm glad that you came
Fuck with me and I'll rock your shit
Oh yeah, Motherfucker I'm sick
Say it again so you know what it is
You can't touch this , don't diss
You won't even win
You're just shit while I'm THE shit
No matches 'cause I been lit
I don't care if you suffer a bit
Don't fuck with the kid
Bitch I'm sick

Sick in the fucking head
Gripping the pen, book on my bed
I'll do this shit 'til I'm dead
People say I'm good for my age
I'm a fucking prodigy
Some people wanna copy me
Look at the way I body beats
I'm on the grind, so get back
Wack rappers just get slapped
People keep getting on my nerves and then I get mad
With these bars I wreck track
Spit something so crazy and over their heads
By the time they get it, They fucking necks snap
(WOAH)
I Lyrically literally kill literacy
With lyrics
Some people say they're wack I guess they're illiterate, see
But not everyone thinks that I'm awesome though
They say I sound too monotone
When I'm flipping these homophones
I'm INSIDE working hard
I'm on my Bo Burma shit
Im not going anywhere
Motherfucker I'm permanent
My bars are so hair raising so put a perm in it
A feature with me, Bitch you'll have to pay per minute
I suck at rapping
Oh yeah well that's wrong
And if you think that, then use a toaster as a bath bomb
Whenever you rap, I hear laughter so back off
Put an "S" infant of that, and that's hat I do to you wack jobs
I'm Sick!

Sick and sinister savoring this damn rap game
Isolate you from your idols 'cause you are that lame
I was creating your coffin, I'm glad that you came
Fuck with me and I'll rock your shit
Oh yeah, Motherfucker I'm sick
Say it again so you know what it is
You can't touch this , don't diss
You won't even win
You're just shit while I'm THE shit
No matches 'cause I been lit
I don't care if you suffer a bit
Don't fuck with the kid
Bitch I'm sick

Uh, You bitches can't fuck with this