L.U.Cipha
Sick Sense
(hex)
sicka than the sickest sick sicks sicks sicks flip shit bitch wicked witch come quick
1666 on ya calendar flow in stereo blow it up like a challenger 1134 calliber lyrical
hollow points breathin like a dragon when i swallow joints paranoid youre in a badland i
cut your bitch up and left her out for the trashman a madman ya cant stand see me wit
the hazy vision bodies in a trashcan maybe a baby victim crazy livin ya end missin n
theyll be fishin ya out of a river to shiver ditch diggin sick thinkin wick-wicked all
the time when i kick it drip-drippin drops of blood out ya like a spicket fingerprinted
thumb pinku ring middle n index i plead insanity yo it was my sick sense!!
(chours)
(sianide spliff)
i say 6-6-you say sick
6-6-...6-6...
i say 6-6-you say sick
6-6... 6-6...
(hex)
i say 6-6-you say 6
6-6...6-6...
i say 6-6 you say 6
6-6...6-6...
(sianide spliff)
i burried ya vertical only your head was exposed to my weed wacker n lawn mower fire n
hairsprays a good flamethrower never seen such a facial expression except when i walked
into a school wit a weapon interruptin your lesson fuk a trench coat theres no need to
conceil you feel your flesh melting squeal like pigs this is foreal dig 20 nah fuck it
make it 30 already 15 killed i spill mad brains on cafeteria plates go ahead eat your
last meal cuz your souls a done deal if you run n hide u only die slower i peel rubber
out the parking lot dont ask me how i escape im glad i did cuz therez more babies to
kill n more mommies to rape everybodys mad but they dont know shit about hate u say wut
a sicko fuck psychic my sense is sick yo you like it proceed with the inituation no i
dont worship satan you got it all backwards
(chours)
(hex)
yo for instance my sick sense is so intese i spray windex into the eyes of infants chin
checks ya catch if u aint down wit this take you in depth my sickness sicka than insest
insense smokin trace erasin in a daze spacin my sense is sicka than a fuckin aids
patient the days racin im in a haze blazin js raisin me higher than a space station
(sianide spliff)
smell the air feel the breeze see the trees taste the fruit-it bears adam killed eve
hear the snake hiss on the ground drown in a lake of piss i deceive my urges could never
relieved fallen angels never believed that mary was a virgin scaple dick surgeon christ
all mighty how much sicker can it get you as i say alot more kid look in your baby its
crazy what i did such a sick sense of humor my whole brains a tumor it aint a rumor!
(chours)