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Meinu Vairi Kehnde ne, 47 ni Muteyaare
Mere Vairi Kehnde ne meinu 47 ni Muteyaare
Uhh

Sick, thicker than most of these tricks
I got my mind on making

Yo, Dre! (Dre! Dre! Dre!)

It was once said by a man who couldn't quit
Dope man please, can I have another hit?
The dope man said "Cluck, I don't

Pig Latin

Gym Class Heroes

...for the Kids

a sack of rocks right under it
The funny thing is, this murders funded by the government
Yo they'll kill you and put the crack in your pocket to make it

my process, yo.

I remember driving down the Sydney freeway
Wu-Tang blaring then Tech N9ne, thatʼs what we played
Two peas in a pod, pun by pun relay

Sick sick sick sick sick
She was agreeing that you a lil nigga
Call a couple Zoes they told they’ll kill for me
Riding proper with the Prada

Paint a Dark Picture

Tech N9ne

The Box Set

2009

layd me astray. yo fuckem.
Nobody but my closest know about my darkness and when they fall away. yo fuckm.
I'm to sick that I never checked outa my

dem a lone gunman
Talk dem a talk, yo a wah do some man?
(Yo a wah do some man?) Fool dem
(1ne 1ne 1ne 1ne) 1ne
(1ne 1ne 1ne 1ne) 1ne family

Mi fren

Get Like Me

Pharrell Williams

M.O. [Clean]

2013

again)
All my niggas be blowin' on trees
Hands so sick so they throwin' up keys
You know it, you know it
You know it, you know it

I say all y'all

grass, so I can see them snakes
Wearing designer, I know isn't in
I keep it old school like the Fresh Prince
I sing like Ne-Yo, yeah they "so sick"
But I'm

more than hate to deprive me
Of my stride 
So creative
The scene gone lose its mind
Gimme some of yo sick beats
I be killin em
Every single word i write

Stuck Up

Eve

Let There Be Eve...Ruff Ryder's First Lady

1999

fucking money ain't good enough
You got a nigga so sick I'm bout to throw the fuck up
But I love ya (come on ma) I need ya (understand ma) I got to have

bitch come over here and light the fuckin tip
You already know I’m blowin bags I’m buyin Gucci Louie Prada Fendi anything yo bitch want she get it 
Sick

melon in now
With a pistol so big yo it could lift
A hippo and knock an elephant down
Akh, I punch a lot, I'm tellin' you now
And that fake-ass ice that

you ain't been consistent

Said I'm so sick of love songs
So tired of tears
So done with wishing
You were still here

Said I'm so sick of love songs
So

Out The Hospital (Sick)



Reach A Million By December 

Off This Family Hustle (Grinding)



Pushing That 

Jeezy The Snowman 

Thru The Cold Winters

Yo

Uhhm, to be honest

I don't fuckin' know what's going on right now

But, uhh

Yeah

I guess this is me

I guess this is who I am now 

So, uhh

Bosshaftigkeit in jedes Ghetto, jedes Kuhdorf
Ich hab' 'ne Bewegung geprägt, so wie Jacko mit dem Moonwalk
Rapmusik ist Blutsport, wer den Mac kopiert, wird

and shit
Hi, I'm the Black Slim Shady

It's Game, sick in the brain
Sick as the day that I came
Hennessy runnin' through my veins, I load up the clip

She so sexy look at me and undress me 
Driving in that foreign car with my entourage yo girl text me 
She want to face time pretty dime piece 
She

some faith
Drank in my cup 
Not giving a fuck 
Feeling so stuck 
Turn to the drugs 
Fuck her so rough 
Smoke up the nugs 

Sick of the hate 
Give me some

3b3by3 Anthem (kpaa)
Mentwi ne bode3 so ne mu na action wob3te (kpaa)
Ei mehu wo akyi oo
Enti mafe wo Papa na kyea me3 (kpaa)
Herr mede bebom
S3 3y3 nkyea

Yo
Sick of this shit
Come on
Come on got damnit
Tired of losin friends
I remember when I thought it was cool
To peel a nigga cap
Bring the butterfly

the remnant rising
Time for evangelizing
We are the chosen few
So what you gonna do
 
Heed the call
Heed the call
Heed the call
It's the sick that need

Stick you for your drug money 
Chip ice off your chain 
Your life just blacked like dirty burns to your left jaw 

Chorus 

We sick yeah yo my crew run