Tabs - Sick And Tired lyrics

[Tabs] I march with madness, can't stand still these cats are lying Heartless f*ggots, I'll let my hands sk**s start rapid firing You target practice, you lack sk** and wack at rhyming The game's got more garbage rappers than them landfills on Staten Island Back with tyrants, axe of violence to vent hate I'll stick a tent stake through the breast plate of them snakes You a hoe but don't know it yet, go and get your neck brace Cuz you're on your knees ready to down loads like SendSpace I'll stampede ya, your clan leader got man beaver I don't like what's coming out these damn speakers of your fans either Deadly arms, better hope I'm smoking mad reefer Or I'll split your head in seven parts like Pangaea So twist another I ain't getting younger It's little brother, spitting thunder to wake these kids from slumber You pop that gay sh** from the rock you living under Reminding me of Michelangelo's David, a dickless wonder Vicious hunter here to make you little b**hes suffer I'll hit a s**er with an axe like I'm splitting lumber You better be some type of sprinter or Olympic runner Or they'll find you in the dumpster with your liver punctured Listen f**er I'm a monstrous beast who wanders the streets Eating common is a conquerous feast I'm the bottomless ??, comet demolishing fleets You characters are Carrot Top, comic relief [Coal Cash] Got to calling the ravenous, this style off the walls like Gannicus ?? through savages with war hammers there's honey badgers A hacksaw to the ribs, let acid spit from your abdomen Havoc from battle tactics, Dead Rabbits package the pathogen Hacking through wack attempts of f*ggot trends that bend perception Dissect you, of course you're wack, torn in half from the tendons stretching Etching my autograph in the a** of my last victim Stick um in trash bags til every last f*g is with um ?? in the demolition of these wack Hip-Hop renditions I'm sickened by simple systems they spit or they swindle symptoms Whose symbols dwindle indifferent, rekindled by dismal imprints Whittled like cripple infants that nibbled on nibble smidgens Prison's a living hell, flood to swell in a ripple rhythm Omission from mission bells, shoot the shell in their crystal prisms Conditioned having a cell just to dwell in the catacombs They're roaming a gathering, imagining that we had a home Known as a savage king, averaging astronomical With acid flash back to third bar, scarred abdominal Phenomenal badgering, the hazard brings the finest company It's luxury enough to crush the dust on a snuffing spree So f** with me and see what happens, it ain't just rapping Cuz I'm backing what I speak and ?? if I release the Kraken Hope you're packing a Gatling cuz I'm snapping through your regimen Our excellence is prominent, the dominance is evident [Grim] This is it, pop raised me to be militant Not to rat, pop a cap, not to give a sh** Don't be eyeing me pal, you just a little b**h And the economy down, I'll take a prison stint For the thrill of it I'll hack open innocents Then max smoking, back stroking through the river Styx I don't care I will beat your head in with a brick Kind of rare if you see Grim and he isn't pissed Either I'm deaf or you must be dumb Cats you listen to I wish I can cut they tongue Most forgot where the f** they from Got me hoping for some change like a subway bum It's for your fake existence, the end of it is near I'll wooden stake you viciously and never shed a tear You're destiny is clear Like Vito from Sopranos you'll forever be remembered as a queer You exit through the rear when we come in the front The knife on my hip, what good is a gun in the trunk I'm punching your gut, running amuck That Glock like Henry Hill under pressure, it's a stuttering f** Move you f**s back, get your jaw, teeth and skull cracked Then tie you up and I'll force feed you thumb tacks I am not afraid of your whole bunch so f** that Today they are made with no guts like blunt raps [Coast] You'll get blasted for practice, put um in a casket We make um take a bath in some hydrofluoric acid The fat kid's a ba*tard, rocked up a flaccid I tell a b**h now bow down and kiss my damn dick Live wire my attire made of fine linen Dime women getting on their knees, homie I'm pimpin I rip harder, my spit sharper than Roman spears Beat a f*ggot with a baggage full of stolen beers The sick puppy, who feel lucky? then roll the dice But let me throw some light homie, you could blow your life I'm not hasty, but crazy as sh** maybe They pay me for hits lately in gravy and big pastries d**h to my enemies for centuries My lineage is better by biologically, acknowledge me you idiots I overdo it, spread sewage to the ma**es Ruthless ba*tard, shooting ?? in their a**es Gag um with a bandage and tie them to the mattress Spark a pack of matches and burn um all to ashes I'm day dreaming, my blade gleaming, I stay scheming Y'all take beatings, I'll make it so you hate breathing I ain't even the type of cat that plays nice Have um scared to speak like they suffering from stage freight I take Vikes and get high then I go driving And leave a trail full of blood across the whole island "I am tired, I am weary. I could sleep for a thousand years..."