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el bandito - the sickness كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
when i spit, i pour out hard liquor on beats
i’m not sick, i’m the raw origin of the disease
i cut ya spleen, rip out 3 bones from ya knee’s
amputate ya feet, ejecting bullets on fiends
my lyrics top-notch, on one hundred percent
i’ll gun for ya death when the thunder is sent
try rumble my breath, i’m as ill as it gets
i’m hunting for flesh, and take a pill for the rest
i put you in intensive care, the feds are here
i clear sincere, prepare to bear, my sickness (yeah!)
i make the music for crackheads, wolf packs compare
i strangle the snares and bringing fear every year
calculate your position in place, placing the triggers
manipulate the system of matrix, re-arranging the digits
specific, efficient, i’ll derange you b-tches
so switch, no one surviving my sickness, my sickness!

[verse 2]
i make you crawl off stage with two sprained ankles
after a battle, while i’m breaking free from the shackles
you no challenge, you blow f-ggots all over your tracks
i hold gats, tote, blast, n-body here to f-cking draft
i clap suckas like you, and mad cuz i’m stylin’ on you
i’m violently rude, when high, i’m flying over you
the outcome, you’ll die slower than a snail goes
i play no, i stay cold, y’all some afraid hoes
my mind goes ballistic, berzerk, to murder you first
my lines are statistics, you know the burners the worst
i curse ya nurse and burst the doctor, your murked
your hurt, i go in a hurst for the thirst, i’m unconcerned
i constantly deliver, when i spit you shiver
my booze’ll f-ck up ya liver, while i get bigger
they all complain, cuz i remain with consistence
and n-body reaching my level or league of sickness

- el bandito

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