I'm SICK

I was brought up on the block with the tough kids.
Where you make it out or gotta battle with the roughness.
Never really got a shot like a dud clip.
Duckin every bullet when I'm runnin with the pumped kicks.

Cinematic rhythm elevate the sound up.
Kill a beat and then I'll bury it like now what?
Man I'm positive you're never gonna doubt us.
Wanna make it big better build it from the ground up

Uh, ain't so stoppin the flow.
Headed for the bar, get a vodka to go.
Rock and I roll from the top to the low.
Man I get up on a rhythm and im droppin a bow.

Flow like the ganges. Prose like a concrete.
I think you're wack as fuck and your approach is kinda cocky.

Somethin I've noticed. Boy you ain't stuntin, you're bogus.
You think you're tough til I'm huckin a bow and somethin gets broken.
And then you're strugglin and chokin on bits of blood and your throat mixed.
In a litle bitty puddle you're hopeless, okay no fuck it im jokin.

Great flow could prolly still use a little en-hancing.
And I'mma promo hard until my city cant stand me.
Uh. Sick thoughts'll turn a simple head rancid.
White nerdy rapper thats a triple threat hat trick.

Forget about the lease to the beamers and benzes.
A liter of gin is the key to my friendship.
I'm takin the beat and I'm beatin it senseless.
If I was you I would be seekin protection.

Stop I need a breather. Cocky like a weiner.
If you box me like a sneaker then you got the wrong demeanor.

I'm swervin turnin from regal to find a purpose in people.
I'll do whatever it takes to make it further than these bros.
Verses burnin the evil each fuckin word of em's lethal.
Brad - Why don't you battle rap? uh, murder's illegal.

Bitch. I'm Sick. Uh.
Can't another rapper tell me shit.

My god. I'm raw.
Workin beats like this is my job.

Hot damn. I'm the man.
Can't another rapper do what I can.

You can bet that this the type that get em cravin more.
Download Summer Sessions now, fuck Dedication 4.