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Sick Thoughts (Explicit) - Grav
Aye yo Graves sh*t
Aye yo Graves man Aye yo who's laughing man
Aye yo get up n**ga man it's time to go do this sh*t bee
Aye yo Graves Aye yo Graves wake up man
Aye yo Graves bee wake up n**ga
Yo Graves what the f**k is goin' on man
What the f**k man why is this n**ga shakin' like that
Aye yo what's up with this n**gas eyes yo
Aye yo somethin' wrong with Graves yo
Yo this n**gas shakin' yo
Yo Graves
Wake the f**k up n**ga
Aye yo somethin' wrong with Graves
Somethin' wrong with Graves
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 sh*t 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
Sick thoughts on my mind
Sick thoughts on my mind
Sick thoughts on my mind
Sick thoughts on my mind
With no self control
I have tendencies to make wack miss's 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 please
Your skull will finally bust and you'll catch amnesia
Friends and family you won't be remembering
I leave you comatose trembling
Aye yo this n**ga ain't gettin' up man
Man yo Graves get up
Sick thoughts on my mind
What the f**k stop playin' man yo
F**k that sh*t man
Quit plan man f**k it get this n**gas wallet then
Sick thoughts on my mind
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 cardiology 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 n**gas glass jaws back to sand
Scorch in the gorge of the earth
Agriculture from these fake vulture n**gas 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 Graves man
Yo Graves get up man
Aye yo Graves
Ooh sh*t
Yo what the f**k is wrong with you man
