So Sick

By Benefit

Released on June 26, 2012

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[Bert] I'm sick!

[Ernie] What's the matter, Bert?

[Bert] I'm sick!

[Ernie] Oh yeah?

[Bert] I'm sick, Ernie! Can't you tell that?

[Ernie] You're sick?

[Bert] I'm sick!

[Ernie] You're sick?

[Bert] I'm sick!

[Ernie] Then you caught it!

[Ernie] Boy, you must know who it is who's sick!


[Verse 1]

As my verse disperses the worst curses

A person hurts worse than

The first virgin's privacy-purse burstin'

I walk around the underground as a powerful thundersound

Wearin' the low-down, profound, lyrical wonder crown

Advanced listenin' wrestlin' with pressure expressions

And steppin' in as a special specimen fresher than freshman

Obvious overdosage coasted it over oceans

With explosive posters flyer than your promotional posters

Skillfully killin', willfully drillin' syllable spillin'

Feelin' really upsettable, bitin' is edible stealin'

Walkin' around the planet, rockin' the ground like granite

Cockin' my sound cannon and stoppin' the sound famine

Deliberate inconsiderate etiquette, Benefit's belligerence

Spittin' shit like laxative excrement

Dove in a frozen ocean, fell low below boastin'

The one chosen who rose, exposin' the flow erosion


[Hook]

So nice that it's nasty, so bangin' it's bustin'

So sweet that it's sick, so dope it's disgustin'

So nice that it's nasty, so bangin' it's bustin'

So sweet that it's sick, so dope it's disgustin'


[Verse 2]

I lead an expedition in vision and competition

In a prison when deliverin' witherin' rhyme litterin'

Givin' and never endeavorin' ever, clever however

Bringin' it whether together or on solo feathers

Sicker than liquor and medicine burnin' and blisterin'

Leave your lights flickerin'

Quicker than strobes you're trippin' in

The high-appointed, style anointed with ill delivery ointment

On point with this like jointed presidential appointments

Flashin' full fashionable, rational, lyrical passion

Glow-bashin' skulls, burnin' trash flows and watch ash grow

Belittlin' with little men livin' in oblivion

Try battlin', imaginin' that they're hyper than Ritalin

Simply deranged brain exchanged pain for gain

Rearrange your frame to strange plain pattern when slain

Bigger, badder and better than all of your gold and cheddar

When spreadin' wing like medicine

Men with ancient tribal letterin'


[Hook]

So nice that it's nasty, so bangin' it's bustin'

So sweet that it's sick, so dope it's disgustin'

So nice that it's nasty, so bangin' it's bustin'

So sweet that it's sick, so dope it's disgustin'

[Ben] Sick, sick, so sick.

[Bert] I'm sick, sick, sick!

[Ben] Sick, sick, so sick.