Am the sick

By AZION

Released on November 4, 2013

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[verse 1:trauma]

Yeah nigga breathe in as i spit ether

Nasty on the track ,poison on the mic

We takeover , with ether rhymes

Praise he am a man of god

I break even , we equalize

Take from the rich , give to the poor

Back from the dead , even the score

Let the cross slash my chest

No deal ,still the ill-est

Waiting to pass my mental to the centrals

Hoping i get signed or my own nine

Wack niggas should resign or die

Ive been crushed , no air , no pleasure

My heart ache , can't stand pressure

I love the game, but its the reason

Cracks on my heart, time for treason

Fuck the game, am a do me

I set standards, bad press when i protest

Am too legit to quit am the sick

Reason why rappers choking on the beat

Rappers having nightmares can't sleep

All these mainstream niggas just losers

I pledge to be raps Freddy kreuger

Rip em up from the inside

These niggas wack cause they fucked up in life


[Hook 1: Trauma & Envy]

Would you believe me if I said I kill lame rappers ,i believe

Trauma, I want you to traumatize these niggas

Would you believe me if I said I kill lame bitches ,i believe

Murder on the track bitch


[verse 1:Envy]

Murk mc when i pack heat

Haters rest in peace r.i.p

Opponents know i got a chrome piece

Headbutt i crush a skull

These niggas actin dumb

My bad i got a bad temper

Keep my finger on the trigger

Career keep getting bigger

Am a be notorious , a king after death

Had this dream now i collect cash

Own boss write my own checks

Business seems to be on the rise

Am in the business of killing critics

Making raw seem real , real seem nice

It ain't all smiles , ill-est of all times

Fuck it pass the torch

I bring it to life got the magic touch

Made people believe rather than deceive

Haters rest in peace chopped to pieces

Fall back am ten steps ahead

No Judas in my crew fuck you

Trauma and envy got ten rifles thirteen disciples

I bring a message rap messiah

Though shall worship me its crucial

For my ego , pride weighs on my conscience

Sleeping on me is a bed full of glass shards

Bout to toss you off the ark ,swim with the sharks

Been a shady fan thats why am ill , niggas all talk

We bout to start shit , this demolition

Kill em all no trusted confessions

Snitch on me , get stepped on

Am the nigga in rap they all envy

I aim to be the best, yet i envy the best


[Hook 1: Trauma & Envy]

Would you believe me if I said I kill lame rappers ,i believe

Trauma, I want you to traumatize these niggas

Would you believe me if I said I kill lame bitches ,i believe

Murder on the track bitch