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sickly rats - scorched كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: sickly sid]
spicing me up, sticking my skin in the furnace
getting burned, something i learned is warmth is a hurdle
a burden, a menace, it’s not a person but it’s still only there to serve a purpose
full of impureness, on a surface it’s to teach about matureness
but does it really have to do that while using disturbance
treating my head like a f_cking circus
pound on my brain, spin it like a merry go_round
hitting my vision like kids spitting b_lls at the balloons at a state fairground
controls me, pushes me down then says “get off the ground”
hang around me and see how the demons caused my psyche to drown

[verse 2: khada]
tsk tsk tsk, like you do not want this
tsk tsk tsk, like you do not flaunt this
i tsk tsk those who throw on a b_tch
tsk tsk tsk, switch what you admit
tsk tsk, all these limp_d_ck pr_cks say that i’m a b_tch
spreading lies all the time, but they do not know sh_t
living in the moment, the only opponent
that’s why you are zoning, spitting blood on the porch
scorched, the one thing burning is your battered corpse
like you words getting worse, the bald birds eating first
flying in a circle, you been lying over hurdles
you are barely building bridges just to go ahead and burn them
[verse 3: sickly sid]
like i said, my drumhead is bloodshed
the d_ckens are inserting injections, causing some wicked tensions
picking the innocent ribbons out of my princ_p_l givens
and throwing them into the litter lid, saying “good riddance”
right now the demons are sleeping
if’ i’m speedy, i might be able to pick them from my breathing
won’t be pleasing, but what will be is the thought of them leaving
freeing me from my pleading, but if someone asks, i’ll just say i was dreaming

[verse 4: khada]
earn them, the stripes and the tokens, the blood that you soak in
the hood that you’re sworn in, the good that’s unspoken
the bad that you spew, too bad it’s overused
find better words if you wanna bury me
if you wanna hurry me, better find the worst in me
deflecting questions perfectly
awh, whatever it works for me
trendsetter with the collard greens, wishing for lobotomies
just know what i am for, blood on debate floor

- sickly rats

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