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the doppelgangaz - sick to my stomach كلمات الأغنية

[chorus] (x4)

[verse 1: ep]
ayo, we wear black garments and cloaks cover my sternum
adhere vast carnage for folks, smother and burn em
my painted mural of what’s hectic in the rural
give your wife more shots to the back than epidurals
sippin merlot, on a spiral from the tingles
doppelganga first single viral from the shingles
mingle with the creeps you hate, power’s that you know em
who never hesitate to place the powder on the scr_t_m
allow the pals to show em mcin is a privilege
rather than a right, tonight i’m fleein from the village
campin in the woods, nightdweller on the prowl
reppin in ya hood, the white fella with the scowl
throw in the towel before the ref calls it
a mesh wall of stress with a mess, alcoholic
scenery is dark and it’s hindered by the shadows
deemed to be a lark, yet i’m splint up by the gallows

[chorus] (x4)

[verse 2: matter ov fact]
ayo, enough whinin about wack songs with bummy rhymin
in this rap sh_t, you gotta have strong tummy linin
cuz every single day your assh0l_ sends a few wack rap sp_wn to f_ck with your gastrointestinal tract
take it from matt who never yack from stout bingin
plus watch 2 girls 1 cup without cringin
don’t ever go off at the mouth, hingin
crybaby ass rappers catch a scalp singein
and left lookin like that n_gga harry from the sticky bandits
doppelgang even bump ourselves on some picky fan sh_t
if the track smells a little fishy, can it
if not, let them wonder from what ship we landed
the spittin hot and the beat is gnarly that e played
a strong one_two punch like chris farley and d spade
make a reach for the gold bond in the breeze with shade
throwaway trash get thrown away before they even made

[chorus] (x4)

[outro: matter ov fact]
yeh, doppelgangaz watchin over you
black man, white man
short man, hype man with no hype man

- the doppelgangaz

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