[Intro]
*COUGHING*
I don't know what's wrong with me man
I don't know doc I... *COUGHING*
I been feeling like this all my life
[Hook: x2]
They know I keep fire breathing till the people start leaving
Got your congregation beating I get mad and even
Cause I'm sick for no reason, sick for no reason
Sick for no reason, sick for no reason
[Verse 1]
I don't drink Moscato or play the lotto
I be the 'Desperado' on a quest to mob and murder El Diablo
I hope and wish you overdose on stupid and approach this
I'll squish you till you look like floating residue in a soap dish
While you still breathe they'll grieve you
My hand gripped to be weak and feeble and from it the jaws of life couldn't free you
You see you better learn the ropes fast before I hide you like a dope-stash
And they find you in remote grass with ya throat slashed
Retarded school is where they'll put dude
I stuck my shoes through twenty fools last Tuesday and I was in a good mood
Smack ya just for tryna look rude
Then I grind you up into an unrecognisable pile of human ______
A million quotes spawned from one singular proton
Spacecraft speed in a slow run, pistol whip you with no gun
I hate 'em all, how could they possibly love me
They wanna probably shove me in a CD-ROM and dub three copies of me
*COUGHING*
I don't know what's wrong with me man
I don't know doc I... *COUGHING*
I been feeling like this all my life
[Hook: x2]
They know I keep fire breathing till the people start leaving
Got your congregation beating I get mad and even
Cause I'm sick for no reason, sick for no reason
Sick for no reason, sick for no reason
[Verse 1]
I don't drink Moscato or play the lotto
I be the 'Desperado' on a quest to mob and murder El Diablo
I hope and wish you overdose on stupid and approach this
I'll squish you till you look like floating residue in a soap dish
While you still breathe they'll grieve you
My hand gripped to be weak and feeble and from it the jaws of life couldn't free you
You see you better learn the ropes fast before I hide you like a dope-stash
And they find you in remote grass with ya throat slashed
Retarded school is where they'll put dude
I stuck my shoes through twenty fools last Tuesday and I was in a good mood
Smack ya just for tryna look rude
Then I grind you up into an unrecognisable pile of human ______
A million quotes spawned from one singular proton
Spacecraft speed in a slow run, pistol whip you with no gun
I hate 'em all, how could they possibly love me
They wanna probably shove me in a CD-ROM and dub three copies of me
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