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sicks deep - filth star lyrics
to start off the topic, i started my profit
in bank rolls, on blank roads, through bank loans and prophets.
so where’s the rear-view?: a clear view from rockland;
the toxins; the lame chalking game in my pockets.
and yeah, i hear you in your chat rooms,
your wack tunes and wack fumes are vacuums;
in fact, we react when you knock it – got it?
i’m on it: boxin’ the mob in a clock set to tock in a bomb set to rock;
betta flock up to rockland; got nuts? – rock ’em;
got nuts and bolts? – betta lock ’em.
they got change if you’ve you’ve got dolla-dollars,
but s-d brings the pain for the hollars – beckon!
scarred! – you’ve tatooed my world with filth…
now…
you will feel my wrath:
now!
is the time for new gods: s-d;
take my scars! fall apart! in the crime with me.
bow to a dream, i’m a fiend for free.
it’s a sight! it’s alright – fall apart with me!
the new gods fall apart with me.
take my scars! fall apart! in the crime with me.
bow to a dream, i’m a fiend for free.
it’s a sight! it’s alright – fall apart with me!
step in my sp-ce and you’re gonna catch a bad one!
in this sp-ce: s-d-n-y, f-ck the fashion!
in my sp-ce and you’re gonna catch a bad one!
in this place: s-d-n-y, f-ck the fashion!!
truth: wasn’t done right; no “rap” from “core”
truth: come to one show: re-attach your jaw.
truth: very few could ever rap the rock, hardcore the hip-hop, or bounce the drop in one trip, doc.
so lay low, watch my plate grow; you fade slow.
currency’s weak; i’d sell your steelo for a peso.
and big up to big pun;
little did we know that we’d riddle ta little journalist sc-m.
it’s the feature; we greet cha; you hide; we see ya; the teacher,
grab your collar; the scholar; “who?” don’t bother, we beat cha.
place your stake on the cake? think s-d couldn’t reach ya?
try to take from my plate and i’ll eatcha!
scarred! – you’ve tatooed my world with filth…
now…
you will feel my wrath:
now! is the time for new gods: s-d;
take my scars! fall apart! in the crime with me.
bow to a dream, i’m a fiend for free.
it’s a sight! it’s alright – fall apart with me!
the new gods fall apart with me.
take my scars! fall apart! in the crime with me.
bow to a dream, i’m a fiend for free.
it’s a sight! it’s alright – fall apart with me!
step in my sp-ce and you’re gonna catch a bad one!
in this sp-ce: s-d-n-y, f-ck the fashion!
in my sp-ce and you’re gonna catch a bad one!
in this place: s-d-n-y, f-ck the fashion!!
you! – can’t! – tell! – me! – i’m! – not! – brutal!
you! – can’t! – tell! – me! – i’m! – not! – brutal!
with you we can fill this void!!!
with you we can fill this void!!!
with you we can fill this void!!!
with you we can fill this void!!!
now! is the time for new gods: s-d;
take my scars! fall apart! in the crime with me.
bow to a dream, i’m a fiend for free.
it’s a sight! it’s alright – fall apart with me!
the new gods fall apart with me.
take my scars! fall apart! in the crime with me.
bow to a dream, i’m a fiend for free.
it’s a sight! it’s alright – fall apart with me!
step in my sp-ce and you’re gonna catch a bad one!
in this sp-ce: s-d-n-y, f-ck the fashion!
in my sp-ce and you’re gonna catch a bad one!
in this place: s-d-n-y, f-ck the fashion!!
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