(*Verse 1*) [Sicx]
Off the Rossi twisted, I'm not yo average package
Snatch it, too bad ya had to miss it, English keeps me lifted
Wicked I come, one good leg to kick it
Mob walkin til I'm crippled
Talkin sick wit it type of shiznit, til it get noted that I'm liquid
Quick wit bustin on all you rivals
All about survival, liabale, to burn up every bible
Cuz ain't no fuckin wit my style, dial 1-800-fuck-it
Cuz I'm zoned up out my mind
And based on the notion that it's kill a nigga nine times
Sonic boom like Guile, Dr. Doom proper room wit space
I'm off the wall like Michael Myers, cream like Dreyers
I is, certified fifty, fifty one
Wouldn't it be one hella've sight tryin to get me
Sticky as a 'gasm, as I be leavin clits with hickeys
English Gold over Mickey's
Incredible like bitch be tryin to pull sixty-six point sixty
Victim full of fish, cook 'em shook 'em like yahtzee
I'm mo' hated than a Nazi
Swartzaniggas is my posse, try and stop me

(*Chorus*) [Sicx]
Brotha Lynch keeps me tremendous
Tall Cann keeps me tremendous
X-Raided keeps me tremendous
And these be my brothers an they keep me in this
Fig Naytion keeps me tremendous
Capone, and COS, keeps me tremendous
Annihilation keeps me tremendous
Now these is swartzaniggas an they keep me in this
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