Sick Thoughts

歌詞

[Intro: dialog] Aiiyo GRAV, shiiit Aiiyo GRAV man; Aiiyo who's laughing man?! Aiiyo get up nigga man it's time to go do this shit bee Aiiyo GRAV, Aiiyo GRAV wake up man Aiiyo GRAV bee, wake up nigga Yo! GRAV what the fuck is goin' on man?! What the fuck man?! Why is this nigga shakin' like that?! Aiiyo wassup with this nigga's eyes yo! Aiiyo somethin' wrong with GRAV yo! Aiiyo! *intelligible dialog* GRAV nigga Yo! This nigga's shakin' yo! Yo! GRAV! What the fuck bee?! Wake the fuck up nigga! Aiiyo! somethin' wrong with GRAV! Somethin' wrong with GRAV! [Verse One:] Now often goes me like yo! here goes That ox again sucking up all the oxygen from Earth Givin' birth to phat styles so hide when I release my carbon dioxide Detrimental to your health, tonic makes flesh bubble and boil Fools quote in coils So now they're strong on a power that's god Lay in hardly any other can fathom Watch me gather 'em up In my congregation they'll be no hesitation In my nation's reservation That means I begin the mutating of a lyrical terror All wack shit will get severed Brain cells be in the process of amputation All cerebral penetration must cease I release a form of verbal death that by far Will leave your whole mental scared [Chorus:] Sick thoughts on my mind [x7] With no self control [Verse Two:] I have tendencies to make wack MCs' backbones break, bend As my rap style ascends We can rip limb from limb Body parts get severed from my lyrical endeavors We ain't all in this together Because self-made get to top mountain peaks While all you others stay weak See it's survival of the fittest So I rid dis fan of every hip-hop coal who ain't real When punks try to get rid of me The result is molecular instability The outcome from a vet verses molecule Disperse the atoms split from adoption So now capture my dreams and jack me in the veins Let me enter your blood stream Kid I watch your head swell As the game gets hard and I bombard your brain cells See my prediction of the mental constriction Is the restriction of train of thought have you in your corpse In the fact that this is real - You say virtual reality so kid why would you battle me? See I'm the only crowd pleaser Your skull will finally bust and you'll catch amnesia Friends and family you won't be remembering I leave you comatose trembling [Bridge:] Aiiyo this nigga ain't gettin' up man Man, Yo! GRAV get up! Sick thoughts on my mind What the fuck?! Stop playin' man, yo! Fuck that shit man! Quit pla- man fuck it get this nigga's wallet then Sick thoughts on my mind x 2 Psychology and Chemistry is my claim to fame Mixing lyrical concoctions for the brain Through aural intake metamorphosis starts Veins steadily pump poison through my heart Check my cardiological expand Forming to be on top of then mortal man My skin transforms into flammable gases Everything I touch disintegrates into ashes So surpass this, lyrical mics that melt in hands Burning more niggaz glass jaws back to sand Scorch in the gorge of the Earth Agriculture from these fake vulture niggaz tryin' to feed of the land Death by cremation to those who reprimand me Axing out clear rouge styles that's uncanny They're scared, when ever I walk the streets My feet leave red burnt marks on concrete Sick thoughts on my mind Get up GRAV man Yo! GRAV get up man Aiiyo GRAV.... ...Ooh shit! Yo! what the fuck is wrong with you man?