Lyrics
Sick Shit Written by Sipho
for Naturally Dope Productions
Verse 1:
Hey yo presto my lyrical manifesto
like an eggo my third eye never lets go
So ready set go I'm movin fast like techno
so let your necks go up and down like pogo
Or falacio from a stank ho I can take you
zoom through your inhibitions like 80 proof do
Push wigs back in fact push the fuckin pigs back
bust in jim hats no random seeds or bumps on me
There's a thin line between love and hate I debate
for what I'm standin for realness and keepin it raw
I stand for lendin a hand to those less fortunate
"Pay it Forward" like Haley Joe on a movie set
What I stand for is getting tipsy if I wanna
always under control when I drink booze like water
I slaughter the hype and stereo types like
a thin sheet of ice so lets roll the dice
Hook:
Simple but meticulous I spit sick shit
spit wicked spit until Sips is spit less
Constrict upon those that’s on my shit list
spit quick split foes cuz I'm ridiculous
Shit bricks shift quick from out the mist
flipped switch no glitch so where’s the risk
Tisk tisk I hit spliffs until I'm lifted
dull wrists tight flows like they was knitted
Verse Two:
It’s funny to me how things change like the seasons
summer winter fall you got so many reasons
I'm springin after falls call me Mr. Trampoline
I smoke dro every day call me Mr. Chimney
I give give give all my love and my best
to some not enough they dumb they forget
A chip of the old bock a chip on my shoulder
hate elevates chips to the size of boulders
I dont drink wine am I uncivilized
I have a degree does it mean that I an wise
And yet many questions everything that I bring
blinded by the fact that their puppets on a string
I swing low like old negro spirituals
back and forth like a pendulum am I Mr. Poe
Or Bo like Duke spooked white like a ghost
or more like Isaac from the Love boat
Am I not open like your legs Mrs. Thing
my games on point like your fuckin nipple rings
I'm dark like the night skills sharp like a knight
still bangin on my chest because my heart is the light
As I transgress over instrumentals cuz I'm blessed
born in the 72
yo the I M T's my crue
One flew over the coo coo's nest but it wasnt me kid
I'm an Aries my styles vary so please be seated
Sipho's givin sensational lyricism
it feels like when you gism you best believe I'm
Pullin aces out my sleeve just like Gambitt damnit
S I P will make you scream just like Michael and Janet
My untypical mystical flow will go
through your ear canal discombulate near your temple
Look into my eyes people listen for the pitter patter
am I badder are my style fatter or
Hook:
Simple but meticulous I spit sick shit
spit wicked spit until Sips is spit less
Constrict upon those thats on my shit list
spit quick split foes cuz I'm ridiculous
Shit bricks shift quick from out the mist
flipped switch no glitch so wheres the risk
Tisk tisk I hit spliffs until I'm lifted
dull wrists tight flows like they was knitted
Verse Three:
I got the nerve to purge out my whole entire system
fuck fingers and pills I use lyricism
I surge with my visions blurred like I'm mixin
liquor with herb yo you heard what I'm spittin
S I P me I be "The One" like Jet Li
fold ho's with flows like origami
Thumbs up just like Fonzi I say calm like Gandhi
why you wanna try to bring me down now watch me
Separate create more physical space
I'm the tortoise your the hare no need to debate
no need to debate no need to debate
I'll make Gandhi be a Saddam and blow up your face
I'll blow you away or blow up this place
with a scud missile an eagle from the dessert
A verbal barrage will leave you laying in a hurst
then laying in the dirt like Cobain Kurt
As you inherit the traits
that go you stuck on stupid your game is feather weight
Lets examine this you act like a passenger pigeon
dirty bird flew the coop acting more like a chicken
Head instead of acting righteous I might just go
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