SickLL SeLL is a 23-year-old emcee residing in Utica, NY. He has been writing/recording music for nearly half of his life. He has done shows at several venues
Lyrics
VERSE ONE
Me man, im the masta guy-
usin rubbers in the air, so i rap it fly-
out of this world like an astronaut-
and i am hot, you alaskans not-
they be bumpin every track i drop-
take a look at all the fans i got-
first to set sail and the last to dock-
im on point like a cactus, ock-
f*** rap, you should practice stock-
and find another way to stack ya guap-
'cause ya wack, its a fact, you are actual crap-
that's why you only safe 'til I crack the lock-
SickLL SeLL, I'm as bright as the North star-
me, I play no games, and you a sports bar-
u hiphop 101?-
I graduated wit honors m'f*** a check my report card-
CHORUS x2
My Mind Is Twisted A Bit, I Think Of Sickenin sh**
I'll Cut Your Face Off If You Ever Giving Me Lip
So Keep Your Distance From SickLL SeLL, He Is A Trip
THATS PROBABLY WHY I'M HEARING VOICES IN MY HEAD NOW
VERSE TWO
I'm a psychopath, it's really legit-
'bout to jump lickity split, like frig it he slipped-
but before that, ill kidnap ya chickity quick-
cut her tongue out and use it to tickle my dick-
I'm sick as it gets-
I once played Russian roulette with a full chamber, pulled the trigger and missed-
hung myself, but I'm still here, slittin my wrists-
so basically, there's no way that you're gettin rid of me b*** -
you idiots wish that you had a million, rich-
i just want enough to fill the f*** in philly I twist-
get high as the ceilin, and feelin like I'm pretty terrific-
so how is it the drugs that make me sadistic-
you nitwit, you gon' get hit quick, ya big prick-
when it's battle time, you aint Warren, G, you Slick Rick-
my click sick, everybody spit piff-
mixed wit a little bit of rhythm you will get ripped-
CHORUS x2
VERSE THREE
I am a veteran, you who I'm better than-
we ain't the same homeboy, so you will never win-
I'm so sick, they prescribed this guy wit five lives worth of medicine-
like open up and let it in-
but will the sedatives settle in? guess again-
I prolly ought to take 'em wit water instead'a gin-
yes I'm questionin the direction I'm headed in-
but me to drugs, is like Bill Cosby to gelatin-
I'm off the chain, these dudes gotta be peddlin-
word to my mother, it's butter, brother, and I'ma spread em thin-
I diss guys(disguise) and that is what I am the devil in-
here i come, so ya better Run, like the Reverand-
I never been good at rememberin anythin-
I'm either double-dosin or skippin everythin-
and if I miss a milligram of any frickin pill I'm damned-
THATS PROBABLY WHY I'M HEARING VOICES IN MY HEAD NOW-
CHORUS x 2
its hot