Sickplicity

Lyrics

[Vakill] Vakill.. [Verse 1] I'm a harbinger of death with a flow otherworldly Cancer cluster that wasn't discovered early Shittin on you 'til your body covered thoroughly My quotes cockblock throats 'Til MC's unable to respond Like I just told a homeless person a knock knock joke Malicious; tattooed F.U.N. on my dick For "Fuck You Niggas" while I poke fun at yo' bitch Leavin spitters missin vowels, shitters disemboweled The last one you clitoris-endowed niggas'll consider dissin now Fuck punchlines and metaphors; I settle wars Spittin darts 'til puncture wounds look like an extra set of pores I'm morally sick and auspicious, all vicious Quick to jaw bitches 'til they chin hit the ground like drawbridges Potnah, yo' whole style Ichabod Crane I'm leavin all you riders headless when I squeeze off these Sleepy Hollows And pick apart brains, blown to smidgens My shit on-point like infrared scopes strapped on the ass of homing pigeons [Hook: Scratched] (x2) "It ain't nothin.." "It's simple ain't it? But quite clever" "You know I'm the sickest" [Verse 2] I came lyrically known as the most foul clinic Biochemist spittin' a mutated AIDS virus Puttin niggas careers on cryogenics I math with godly wrath One to grow on like Pinocchio eatin' pussy while he takin' a polygraph I'm vain/vein on some angioplasty shit Fist-fuck you out of the frame, injure nasty bitch Spit epic novels evil and episcopal Fuck your respect, I done dropped two singles and already my rep is gospel In this world of cutthroats I'm a midget with a scalpel and a nonremorseful grin Circumsizin' everything below the torso skin You fuckin' with the only one in a wet t-shirt contest with a dorsal fin I spit fire faggots and fart in a flame Backstabber, but I'm terribly takin part in a plan Give a fuck, whatever, if your honor throw the book at me I'm throwin' it back full of pubic hairs with the pages stuck together I nut on CDs and shit on tapes Far as vinyl, I'm the last cat you wanna see workin at a fast food joint the way i spit on plates None sicker Sweet revenge like a drive-by car with a rainbow bumper sticker I'm lettin off a thick cream blast Til the whole planet is sleepin in a wet spot with a well-reamed ass While you playin Dreamcast and suckin so many of these rap niggas' dicks Your mouth's starting to look like a Scream mask [Hook: Scratched] (x2) "It ain't nothin.." "It's simple ain't it? But quite clever" "You know I'm the sickest" [Verse 3] I'm sick by design surely because I shine jewelry With blind fury, the underground assigned jury Try to accuse me of being too jiggy and shit Disregarding the fact that I'm Christ-like, nice with mass purely Draw me with thorns and a bracelet to match My mind of Minolta make car stereos and niggas faces detach Quintessentially dark integral, poisonous tips to heart ventricles, spit ink like I was anatomically part tentacle Subliminal Vakill disses echo past ya While I squeeze off til your fucking ghost leak ectoplasm In cold malice, streets got my soul calloused But I'm nice like twelve disciples Sip my blood from a dope chalice, shit My worst effort is madness in reverse method Shittin' with a Jamaican work ethic til this game bitch unfold And niggas grip my nuts so tight I don't know whether to spit or tap out to submission hold [Hook: Scratched] (x2) "It ain't nothin.." "It's simple ain't it? But quite clever" "You know I'm the sickest"