Sick Till I Choke
Stop telling me what to do
I will fucking end you
Think you can fucking ignore me and then play pretend too
I'll slap that fake smile out your face and show you dangerous my dick tastes
Like I don't know I'm a waste of space
Pick up that fucking vase
Of your moms ashes and shatter your face
How many times I gotta tell you that I'ma monster, Boxer
Knock your teeth out before they even say I slaughtered yuh
But that's always me stronger than the impostors
I'll get sick till I choke
Just so I can vomit every single one of these atomic words in this honest verse
Down your throat (That's gross)
Did you think I was joking when I said I was obscene?
You kidding me I'm spitting kerosene
Gotta lot of words stuck in my throat
That I'm just to nice to say
Well most days
Your so cringe your a joke
Your an eye sore that makes me choke
My own ass out so I don't have to look at you anymore
Open that door let me in
I'll kick that bitch down and beat your middle class ass
Your gonna need gastric bypass surgery
For all the weight you'll gain sitting around in a nursery
After I break your god damn legs
Gonna have your ass waddlen around on two wooden pegs
Hey you got a lot of friends bet if you all put your little heads together
You could come up with rhyme half this damn lit
Haha
Bouncing this bars off your moms clit
I will fucking end you
Think you can fucking ignore me and then play pretend too
I'll slap that fake smile out your face and show you dangerous my dick tastes
Like I don't know I'm a waste of space
Pick up that fucking vase
Of your moms ashes and shatter your face
How many times I gotta tell you that I'ma monster, Boxer
Knock your teeth out before they even say I slaughtered yuh
But that's always me stronger than the impostors
I'll get sick till I choke
Just so I can vomit every single one of these atomic words in this honest verse
Down your throat (That's gross)
Did you think I was joking when I said I was obscene?
You kidding me I'm spitting kerosene
Gotta lot of words stuck in my throat
That I'm just to nice to say
Well most days
Your so cringe your a joke
Your an eye sore that makes me choke
My own ass out so I don't have to look at you anymore
Open that door let me in
I'll kick that bitch down and beat your middle class ass
Your gonna need gastric bypass surgery
For all the weight you'll gain sitting around in a nursery
After I break your god damn legs
Gonna have your ass waddlen around on two wooden pegs
Hey you got a lot of friends bet if you all put your little heads together
You could come up with rhyme half this damn lit
Haha
Bouncing this bars off your moms clit
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Writer(s): Kullen Brown
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