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in case you didn't know you fuckin' with a psycho
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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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If I can't beat ya, the gap will defeat ya
straight to your forehead
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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,
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
I'm dizzin'
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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
her neck out of anger
The husband came in,
I seen him peck a wood steppin'
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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Rips the rivets, the nigga that sickness clicks,
Motherfuckers want the rip
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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,
Broke raw, the motherfuckin'
baby killer's gun smoke
Lead straight to the baby's head,
my nostrils flare
Veins peak,
the nigga let your sickness kick in
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
smokin' niggas up crank
Slingin' ass nigga from the
nigga to rip in 12 hardened
It's a sickness,
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
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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
Pee
Wee
Luck
Finna kick that killer shit,
you know what I'm sayin'?
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That sickness, that sickness kicks in
Drunk as fuck, will I last to the morrow?
now I'm livin' in the bop
Brain gone
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
Thoughts keep on crowdin' me
What's up?
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
deep in the middle of the night
I start to sweat,
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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