Siq Thoughts
Yuh
Jayeman
Seven sixty five
So you might wanna hide
Because there's no where you can go or run
You might die tonight
If you can feel what I feel, you wanna take those pills
How about you sit down and chill miss
You not gonna miss shit
So let me inform you or be informative
If I take this pen you know it's over bitch
My my sick thoughts (thoughts)
My my sick thoughts (thoughts)
Evil when I'm slept on (yuh)
Devious when I'm crossed (yuh)
My my sick thoughts (thoughts)
My my sick thoughts (thoughts)
Evil when I'm slept on (yuh)
Devious when I'm crossed (yuh)
The beeches get to leechin' and the homies get to preachin'
Sayin' succubus was cheatin', yeah succubus a demon
Still stayin' in ya DM's while she's suckin' dick then leavin'
Loyality to the tea but ya know that miss is schemin' like
My my sick thoughts (thoughts)
My my sick thoughts (thoughts)
Evil when I'm slept on (yuh)
Devious when I'm crossed (yuh)
My my sick thoughts (thoughts)
My my sick thoughts (thoughts)
Evil when I'm slept on (yuh)
Devious when I'm crossed (yuh)
Medical killer, bewilder
Everytime I kill'em I send'em flowers
Got'em off track like a Chevy Impala
Put the bounce off the box like I'm a prowler
The cats out the bag and the pussy is sour
I'd go for the ass but I don't devour
Smokin' you out like it a bag of loud
Sensory fucked but ya hearin' sound
Judge you on the mic like I'm Simon Cowell
A dog on the mic but you a sighin' cow
So get to riddin, when I rip you a sentence
Repentin' ya sins from ridiculous intentions
Ya fuse a little short so pass the extension
You may choose to contort but that is my misson
Check the ego before you get to dissin'
Put the beats in and begin to listen
Before the beast within begins the shriekin'
Drinkin' on the weekend (yo)
Till ya heart begins to weaken (you straight man)
Bitches got me tweakin', so sick might start heavin' (shit)
Just bend the waist and throw that thing
I might just start to see then (damn)
My my sick thoughts (thoughts)
My my sick thoughts (thoughts)
Evil when I'm slept on (yuh)
Devious when I'm crossed (yuh)
My my sick thoughts (thoughts)
My my sick thoughts (thoughts)
Evil when I'm slept on (yuh)
Devious when I'm crossed (yuh)
The beeches get to leechin' and the homies get to preachin'
Sayin' succubus was cheatin', yeah succubus a demon
Still stayin' in ya DM's while she's suckin' dick then leavin'
Loyality to the tea but ya know that miss is schemin' like
My my sick thoughts (thoughts)
My my sick thoughts (thoughts)
Evil when I'm slept on (yuh)
Devious when I'm crossed (yuh)
My my sick thoughts (thoughts)
My my sick thoughts (thoughts)
Evil when I'm slept on (yuh)
Devious when I'm crossed (yuh)
Killin' at night and I be stridin'
Runnin' and hidin' I be silent
Cuttin' up and I be wild'n
Dumpin' bodies while I be ridin'
I be writin' about foes that talk a lot
I'm in their mouth like a throbbin' cock
Bend on some bullshit if I were to stop
Comin' out on top like a Hiro drop with
My my sick thoughts (thoughts)
My my sick thoughts (thoughts)
Evil when I'm slept on (yuh)
Devious when I'm crossed (yuh)
My my sick thoughts (thoughts)
My my sick thoughts (thoughts)
Evil when I'm slept on (yuh)
Devious when I'm crossed (yuh)
Your mind
Your mind is a tool
And that tool makes your mind work
Your mind
Your mind
Your mind works
Like a tool
A tool that helps your mind work
So mine, your work
Like a tool
Your mind
Your mind
Your mind
Jayeman
Seven sixty five
So you might wanna hide
Because there's no where you can go or run
You might die tonight
If you can feel what I feel, you wanna take those pills
How about you sit down and chill miss
You not gonna miss shit
So let me inform you or be informative
If I take this pen you know it's over bitch
My my sick thoughts (thoughts)
My my sick thoughts (thoughts)
Evil when I'm slept on (yuh)
Devious when I'm crossed (yuh)
My my sick thoughts (thoughts)
My my sick thoughts (thoughts)
Evil when I'm slept on (yuh)
Devious when I'm crossed (yuh)
The beeches get to leechin' and the homies get to preachin'
Sayin' succubus was cheatin', yeah succubus a demon
Still stayin' in ya DM's while she's suckin' dick then leavin'
Loyality to the tea but ya know that miss is schemin' like
My my sick thoughts (thoughts)
My my sick thoughts (thoughts)
Evil when I'm slept on (yuh)
Devious when I'm crossed (yuh)
My my sick thoughts (thoughts)
My my sick thoughts (thoughts)
Evil when I'm slept on (yuh)
Devious when I'm crossed (yuh)
Medical killer, bewilder
Everytime I kill'em I send'em flowers
Got'em off track like a Chevy Impala
Put the bounce off the box like I'm a prowler
The cats out the bag and the pussy is sour
I'd go for the ass but I don't devour
Smokin' you out like it a bag of loud
Sensory fucked but ya hearin' sound
Judge you on the mic like I'm Simon Cowell
A dog on the mic but you a sighin' cow
So get to riddin, when I rip you a sentence
Repentin' ya sins from ridiculous intentions
Ya fuse a little short so pass the extension
You may choose to contort but that is my misson
Check the ego before you get to dissin'
Put the beats in and begin to listen
Before the beast within begins the shriekin'
Drinkin' on the weekend (yo)
Till ya heart begins to weaken (you straight man)
Bitches got me tweakin', so sick might start heavin' (shit)
Just bend the waist and throw that thing
I might just start to see then (damn)
My my sick thoughts (thoughts)
My my sick thoughts (thoughts)
Evil when I'm slept on (yuh)
Devious when I'm crossed (yuh)
My my sick thoughts (thoughts)
My my sick thoughts (thoughts)
Evil when I'm slept on (yuh)
Devious when I'm crossed (yuh)
The beeches get to leechin' and the homies get to preachin'
Sayin' succubus was cheatin', yeah succubus a demon
Still stayin' in ya DM's while she's suckin' dick then leavin'
Loyality to the tea but ya know that miss is schemin' like
My my sick thoughts (thoughts)
My my sick thoughts (thoughts)
Evil when I'm slept on (yuh)
Devious when I'm crossed (yuh)
My my sick thoughts (thoughts)
My my sick thoughts (thoughts)
Evil when I'm slept on (yuh)
Devious when I'm crossed (yuh)
Killin' at night and I be stridin'
Runnin' and hidin' I be silent
Cuttin' up and I be wild'n
Dumpin' bodies while I be ridin'
I be writin' about foes that talk a lot
I'm in their mouth like a throbbin' cock
Bend on some bullshit if I were to stop
Comin' out on top like a Hiro drop with
My my sick thoughts (thoughts)
My my sick thoughts (thoughts)
Evil when I'm slept on (yuh)
Devious when I'm crossed (yuh)
My my sick thoughts (thoughts)
My my sick thoughts (thoughts)
Evil when I'm slept on (yuh)
Devious when I'm crossed (yuh)
Your mind
Your mind is a tool
And that tool makes your mind work
Your mind
Your mind
Your mind works
Like a tool
A tool that helps your mind work
So mine, your work
Like a tool
Your mind
Your mind
Your mind
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