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VECT - Sick Wit It (Ft. Payaso, MurdaMan702 & Gui
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VECT
Enjoy What You Will & Spread The InVECTion! -VECT-
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Hip-Hop Hardcore Rap
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Peak #307
Peak in subgenre #37
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VECT, MurdaMan702, Guilty, Payaso, Produced: DJ El
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September 06, 2022
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MP3 7.5 MB 160 kbps 5:39
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14. Sick Wit It (Ft. Payaso, MurdaMan702, & Guilty) (Chorus) [Murdaman702] I'm so sick wit it with bitch I'm on that murda rap tip Fuck with me bitch I'll fatten that lip I'll unload my clip inside your head I'll hit you from afar with the infrared 'Cause I'm sick with this shit I'm sick wit it bitch I'm so fuckin sick I'd fuck a dead bitch Yeah I said that shit I'ma straight lunatic Sick wit it bitch yeah I'm so fuckin sick [Murdaman702] Stalkin' in the night I'm coming for the kill I 'bout to get excited about the blood I'ma spill I wanna spilt your neck cut your wrist & the tits I'm 'bout it bitch I love the shit I wanna hear your scream I wanna feel you shake My wet dream i wanna throw you in a lake I won't hesitate I straight kill a bitch I'll watch her twitch & throw her in a ditch Then after this you'll get hit like a bitch on the bus You can scream you can cuss you can cry you can fuss Murder is a must in violence I trust My gats I bust leave you in the dust I could be waiting for you in your your basement Or I could do it outside & make you eat pavement End of the day bitch it really don't matter Memories of you gonna cause my laughter [VECT] Your suicide attempts are funny when ya cut away like Family Guy Like Stewie it's like they only hear me maybe half the time Headbang you with a crowbar call that death metal The voices in my mind told me to tell you they said "HELLO!" Like no bathroom take no shit I'll rape ya bitch, rape ya mom Shocking like electrotherapy it doesn't make me calm Got you a Colombian necktie to go with your new suit Take 1 hell of dirt nap while it grows in new roots So sick wit it it's ridiculous risikulous like a slit to wrist Live wit it or don't listen bitch russian roulette cuz life is hit or miss Razor blade symphonies on ya spill the blood Make it run to the top like an athlete fill the cup I just snapped like a pencil for what's drawn in my mind It's black as all night & gone like the light Fuck what ya telling me I spell it out like a spelling bee I go Goodfella, felony, melodic horror is my melody [Payaso] I'm a mass murder lunatic & I'm sicker than sick 2 girls & 1 cup aint got nothing up on me & my clique I run up in your house wit a chainsaw steady I cut your brains raw Spill blood & cartilage, bone fragments, brain matter up all over the wall Leave your body decapitated in a trash bag sealed with duct tape Throw your body in the trunk got a 5th of whiskey then I drive to the lake But on the way get sidetracked as I swerve & take a detour To your baby's mama's house throw you up on the steps then I knock on the door Jump up in the bushes wait for her to open up the trash bag Seen the look on her face as I slide up on my gas mask Make my presence known she's says I'm a sick individual & invites me to the house wants to show me something subliminal Walk into the house she shuts the door & then gets naked & she offering the pussy I aint even gotta rape it As she's sucking on the dick she says that I'm a disgrace As she stabs my stomach grabs a gun & shoots me in the face [Guilty] Yeah I'm sicker than the swine flu rotten like a corpse zombie Made flesh eater chewing necks no remorse Yeah you got me on the news like I'm doing bath salts Walking dead try to kill me slug full of salt rocks I got a hole in my head hole to the maggots Take a life rip & stab it steady killing all you faggots Got your bitch on my dick I'ma keep her yeah I need her If I ever get hungry spread her legs & then I eat her Might chew it through yeah I get a little excited She tried to block it out so yeah I'm chewing off her eyelids Witness pure evil call me Satan at his finest While you crying aint no use blood drippin' got you dyin' I'ma stay sick, I'ma keep it evil, chewing flesh call me cannibal loving people Shut the fuck up you in the presence of a killer Guilty of that 505 real blood spiller, lunatic
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