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claas - sick كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: claas]
yo!
hear the thunder boom (thunder boom), lightning hit the ground with the big crack (blow)
c_ck back, swing hard with the big bat (yeah!)
sick tracks, k!ll all with the cl!ck clack (ha!)
ain’t even gotta spit fast when i spit facts (nah!)
got a knack, i attack, i’m a riffraff (yeah!)
y’all really want me to go mad?
go bad on these n_ggas like i go nads?
and i ain’t even gotta show sack, y’all know that
clizzle’s the definition of throwback, mitch_ll
and that’s why y’all flow whack (ha!)
i’m the big bang, the world’ll go black
story of the year, turn the page (turn the page)
ice age with a slight bit of rage
gorilla in a cage taking aim at a rampage
insane and engaged with my membranes
locked, loaded, and ready to shoot first
dry mouth got a thirst to put bodies all in a he_rs_
draggin’ bodies through the dirt while they’re screaming at me, it hurts
peter gabriel with the sledgehammer ’til they burst (yeah!) i’m the king, b_tch
long term in this motherf_cking scene, b_tch
others come and go but y’all ain’t ever seeing me switch
i’ma keep it me and throw these middles up for free sh_t
jesus couldn’t even touch my g_nius (nah!)
get these b_tches riding all up on my p_n_s (haha!)
so listen motherf_ckers ’cause i mean this
sick gang, b_tch, you know who the team is
i’m a f_cking veteran and b_tch i keep it moving, do it better than
these other motherf_ckers here, they severance
ghost sh_t, nah, i leave ’em all irrelevance
guess the bear f_ckin’ all y’all like the revenant
[chorus: claas]
yeah! this sh_t is sick, b_tch (sick, b_tch)
pick the phone up, you know who to call (sick gang)
sick gang! nailing motherf_ckers to the wall
halt! y’all don’t really want it with the squad (naw!)
murder everything until it’s f_cking gone (yah!)
middles up, we’ve been known to k!ll ’em all (let’s go!)
this sh_t is sick, b_tch (sick, b_tch)
pick the phone up, you know who to call (sick gang)
sick gang! nailing motherf_ckers to the wall
halt! y’all don’t really want it with the squad (naw!)
murder everything until it’s f_cking gone (yah!)
middles up, we’ve been known to k!ll ’em all (let’s go!)

[verse 2: dieabolik the monster]
claas told me to k!ll it, so i’m leaving the track lifeless
sn_tch you out the booth, i’m revoking your rap license (haha!)
and f_ck a battle, i’ll start with the next crisis
terroristic mentality, brutality or isis
death to a hater, i’m bombing the opposition
and leaving the rigor mortis to rapid decomposition
stuffed with fat and i’m like trapper, i slaughter the competition (hahaha, f_ck around in the dark ’cause you went missing)
i f_ck a weapon with i crippled artillery
big blood like emails (haha, hi hillary)
this new information may not be significant so let’s get it out (bye hillary)
gang sh_t, gore hop, this that sick music (sick)
it’s that grab a f_cking bat and beat your b_tch to it (oh, h_ll no)
[interlude: dieabolik the monster]
that went too far, bro. i don’t really beat b_tches. my bad. i don’t beat b_tches bro

[chorus: claas]
yeah! this sh_t is sick, b_tch (sick, b_tch)
pick the phone up, you know who to call (sick gang)
sick gang! nailing motherf_ckers to the wall (sick!)
halt! y’all don’t really want it with the squad (naw!)
murder everything until it’s f_cking gone (yah!)
middles up, we’ve been known to k!ll ’em all (let’s go!)
this sh_t is sick, b_tch (sick, b_tch)
pick the phone up, you know who to call (sick gang)
sick gang! nailing motherf_ckers to the wall
halt! y’all don’t really want it with the squad (naw!)
murder everything until it’s f_cking gone (yah!)
middles up, we’ve been known to k!ll ’em all (let’s go!)

[verse 3: don orias]
i’m ’bout to purge again
i can feel the hate inside my body surfacing
yeah! stabbing competition when i flow
go and shove a pole through the middle like a circus tent
and i’m vicious, catch a body up in texas
bag it up and dump it off down in memphis
change your name on some pritch sh_t (yeah!)
burn the car and body wherever their fingerprints is
i put a shovel on your neck and jump on that b_tch like a pogo stick
y’all keep talking sh_t, that’s what your hoe gon’ get
yeah, bearded dragon baby, y’all komodo sh_t
y’all bozos, i put your body in a barrel like our logo
then f_ck your b_tch with a knife on the gopro
i’ve been up ten straight on nodoz or was it coco? i don’t know (haha)
i got a sick f_cking gang i’ma bring along (yah)
in the hook on this b_tch i can sing along
i was spitting ammunition like the vietcong
b_tch, i’m jumping with the chains like sp_wn
yeah, we done get it on, got wolverine claws
the bear running with these murder team dogs
murder three off with that hercules toss
hurtin’ me, now y’all in surgery clothes
like uhh! i’ma cut ’em up a little bit
y’all f_cking with the game and you an idiot
i shoot ’em like a cowboy, runnin’ up the middle like i’m emmitt smith
scalp ’em like an indian
cutting out the middle man, cut ’em with the instrument
you starting up this sh_t but now i’m ending it
put your f_cking murder on the internet and make it go viral
or they see a scarred mask, blacked out eyeb_lls (uhh!)

- claas

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