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tunic
Fly designer all my units
Out in Houston where it's humid
Keep some ice on so I'm cooling
With a young Gaby Union that's gon put her back into it

depression and I write songs
I self reflect on how I feel I live this life wrong
My nights long takes a lot to just fight on
I feel like I'm being strangled by

the nails, went to Hell for three days, then he rose
So even though I'm sick and tired currently
I know that death to this body is just a doorway to life

did dirt the shit had hurt when I was splurging with the team
I'm in a vert
I be hanging out
Flirting with the V's
I drive by
Air it out but that's

out your mouth
Here's a toothpick
Shit be too sick
When I tear up the beat
I be ruthless
Truth is
It exclusive
My acoustics
Going stupid
Superhuman
How

K.O I’m snoring all till the morning
Cut off the head of Medusa I’m coming for all the opponents sick you to ya stomach
Lyrics so sick I might vomit

I discovered I was bi as shit
And I'm hating that I feel like this
All this pain that's in my brain I'm sick
So tonight
14-years-old
When he first

that's just fiction your addiction has restricted your own mind
So that your affliction gets depicted by descriptive written rhymes
But these prescriptions

Just act right and you gon' get it all

(Wooowoo wowowowo
Wowo wowo wo wo!)
I can't stand that shit
I'm sick of that shit
(Wooowoo wowowowo
Wowo wowo wo

You know what?
Like, no, you're not even listening to me
Like, I can't anymore
I'm
I'm done
I'm so done

Can you see me
Waiting by the door
Wondering

yea
The life, yea
The life, yea
I want the life
I'm dreaming, not snoozing
Figure out the difference, I'm not loosing
As a yout, used to play acoustic

reports world news as
They report about me, we're in trouble

Are you saying that

No, wait, let me finish have you thought of
The chance I'm taking by

myself, and God
Yeah, no more running
Lord please remove the fakes
Cause I'm so sick of all the fronting
Yeah I'm so sick of all the fronting
I'm so sick

deceived by the false charm of this world
Following my dreams may not be where God needs me
So sick of making bad decisions
God didn’t intend
Blaming God

can't discern reality from fantasy
Maybe I'm sick
But the reflections in mirrors are not really me
I've lived inside the same unaltered loop
So many

the mic and I'm flowin' 
Keep your both ears open
By the universe, I'm chosen
Causing a commotion 
Beat is smoother than some lotion 
Quit the useless

the mire

You looking at one of the Vivid Kind alumni
You should know these type of rhythms are hard to come by
Acoustic panels bounce vibrations like

the Truman show
I'm the MVP amongst these NPC's
They're asking who said so
Me I'm Neo
If you find somebody better please
Let me know
I'm Chilling by

exactly where I found you
I found myself tryna pick up the pieces
So you know I'm changing hoes by the season
Plenty of bitches tryn be Mrs Beezy
Wanna cuff

the fan[02:28.01]Man I'm so sick of these hoes they phony[02:30.26]Four months by myself, been lonely[02:31.93]Oh God[02:33.39]Give me a sign I need hope in my life all

I'm brainstorming
I'm tryna make it out this torment
So I click record and spit a verse so hot it leaves the microphone scorching and I'm just Warming

Great Day Today

Madvillain

Madvillainy

2004

On second thought, it's too thick
His assistant said: "Doom, you sick," he said "True" through acoustics
Psycho, his flow is drowned in Lawry's seasoning
With

the, show the, show
I'm so embellished windy City cigarillo
I'm not god fearing boy, God steer me
Cfello
Sip lemonade by Gucci, the XL tee, yellow
Tell

Would you be my ba ba-by (You make me
Sick-sick-sick-sick-sick-sick-sick) , ooh
If-if had more money, love?
Would you be my ba ba-by, ooh
If-if had