Blvck Spider - Sickness
Im sick and tired of peopleIm tired of your little games
Im so tired of all this hate and Judgement that you make
Like im suppose to catch a cold when Im the one that's more toxic
Its cold i know, I can't feel my toes
Walking slow, couching and It hurts I got a soar throat
I'm aching, my voice is braking like Bad signal on the radio
Exhausted I'm weak, yea i should be Drinking a tea
But my feelings Wanted an expresso
Im feeling mellow, should of been asleep 2 to 3 hours ago
Instead you slept on me but I had a Dream that you were paralyzed on a Pillow
I'm sick of being sick, but im just a Human being strict
Cuz i haven't been making music for A minute, now im feeling homesick
I'm sick of people telling me what to Do, like they're pulling card tricks
All you do is send bacteria that causes Illness like a tick
I'm sick of people round my area
Taking advantage of me not until i Take this beef outside into a picnic
You pick at me that's why i pick at you that's why you're shooked
I take you out of my life, with a Toothpick
Im too serious for the jokers, that's Why i joke to them about friendship
I can't never be around smokers cuz Like a cig their brain cells will be Ended
My bad if that offended, You
So you better sit down and be Humble
One day I'll be the greatest heres my Respect to kendrick
I quit, hoping for love man I quit
Showing that I care, even for a bit
There's none, for me to give but I'll Be fair and give you an empty gift
I'm grossed out, I almost had a doubt
About most like im suppose to be Around
But you're this close, to be exposed if You wana cross my route
Get out of my lane, yea you don't Even know what I'm about
I'm grossed out, I almost had a doubt
About most like im suppose to be Around
But you're this close, to be exposed if You wana cross my route
Get out of my lane, yea you don't Even know what I'm about
Little rappers think they big and ill
Nothing that you did is ill before and After cuz, im about to obliterate and Spill
Out the first rap names that starts With Lil
Your own trash that you rappers Always fill
Is filled with Mumble lyric drills
Y'all ain't none without the autotune It's like, thats your only powered pill
I can roast anyone i don't need to be A chief with a grill
Not until i spit fire and leave you Like, dead ember and still
This trash you expose, is a sleeping Pill
Got me falling asleep with or without NyQuil
Allergic to my brain y'all music ain't Treating me good it's just the Opposite of Advil
My cold bars, that gives you chills are Over your head like a speed bump
Or if you duck and stay still better Know where i came from cuz im the Mongoose
You can't chase me a slugs what You've become
You got no luck even if I'm walking For you, it's like I took a run
I ricochet away from your hate like Lighting this race has begun
You can't keep up as i levitate in Speed you can't breathe tryna get up
But you relapse falling deep, into Being numb
They ask me if I want a corona
When they're speaking to the owner
Of his crown and i ain't got a beer Just a Coca Cola
I bring heat to the atmosphere you Can't handle me when I'm cooler Than Arizona
You see me and react to fear cuz You're a virus donor
I'm grossed out, I almost had a doubt
About most like im suppose to be Around
But you're this close, to be exposed if You wana cross my route
Get out of my lane, yea you don't Even know what I'm about
I'm grossed out, I almost had a doubt
About most like im suppose to be Around
But you're this close, to be exposed if You wana cross my route
Get out of my lane, yea you don't Even know what I'm about
Written by:
Ricardo Padilla
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