Sick Style
My style is sick to the bone, Cryogenically,
come back and attack in you in your home , Psychologically,
niggaz act like they clones , with the same flow, same beat and rhythm ,
you niggaz are pathetic , like the mythology in some local tribe religions,
I stay true to the game , even if this wannabe rap emcees, start bitching , ill murder you faggeds and cut your body up and spread it in the floor of the kitchen , now you be wishing , you didn’t start shit before , you shouldn’t of ever opened your mouth , now your dead , laid mindless , one shine of my success, would leave a nigga with blindness, when you spit live you choke because your vocabulary is rhymeless, I see your mentality like I was psychic , but im not, so like the game , I aint going no where even if you hate it or love it , the game my nigga? My style is above it.
