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puke king - sick the messiah كلمات الأغنية

[verse]
i’m knockin’ on doors ’til my d-mn hand breaks
ipecac flow, can’t stop with a hand brake
type of real you can’t fake, like my d-mn aunt says
“thomas is a sick f-ck, his luck and that face!”
priceless (ha) i’m probably the nicest
i don’t like violence, i’d like to incite it
i’d like to invite you, to my tea party
not a mad hatter, just a little r-t-rded
slow flow that goes well with the beat
i puke so much you can tell what i eat
i’m puke so f-ck? i can’t tell what i say
i mean sick, not puke, keep the mistake
reminded, i’m slightly flawed
i am like a god when my mic is on
when the light comes on, that’s time for sleep
i write my life like i don’t speak
the truth, and i depart on tracks
i spill my guts, lungs, heart on tracks
my mind, my life, the hurt i felt
i write my life like i can’t spell
i say my thoughts like they’re not offensive
offence is caused cos of c-nts pretending
they are martyrs i’ll march relentless
to prove you’re a fraud, f-ck your message
“scottish and proud” it’s in every song t-tle
the only mic you touched, real name: michael
jigz sounds like jigga not the first to recycle
i’ll be drake, sweet chin music: shawn michaels

[hook]
they want shepards in their fields but they don’t wanna give their wool
but they’re perfectly okay with being eaten by a wolf
revolution is a product they will buy it if it’s sold
the underground it is polluted, the corpse is stagnant, they don’t

[verse]
care bear bunch, i’m a fair, fair c-nt
p-ssenger rappers never pay fare once
hate fake f-cks who just claim great worth
but do nothing with words cos they ain’t verbs
see i’m puke king c-nt, my whole name is one
i show a lot of hate, but my whole aim is love
it’s hard to show that when every day it’s stuff
like sam curtis i hear, and you play it. dumb
you or him? you decide that
but don’t compare me with fannies like that
i spend a lot time making sure i’m not sh-te man
when i started i was, it takes a lot of time man
go ahead and play me like i’m famous
the sweeter your words, the more i can’t take it
the more i can’t deny that i might be great
and the way that it grows, it just might be fate
see i’m walking the line between fail and succeed
depression, conquered, my only enemy, me
i did it myself, but now i’ve got my team see
defeat i? unlikely, but you’ll never defeat we
so retreat please, man, i love to do this
i’d be lost in the world, without lost in the world
and that’s the truth, sick’s nothing without his music
singing hey jude while i skewer a judas
i’m a mess i uh, sick’s a messiah
saved myself, from myself, i’m a blessed liar
i’m a stressed fighter never out for the count
never out on the town, but i bow to the crowds
get a clought in the mouth, never out for a bout
being sick in a stall once the vodka is downed
just cos thomas is down, screaming “get the f-ck up”
vomit up an encore, yeah it’s never enough

- puke king

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