Redeemer

By Sicknal

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[Verse1]

I been trying to get that spark back

'Til I said fuck rap

I'm complex it's what sets me apart man

God bless all these rap noobs

For they know not what they do

I walk among them, part man, part statue

With its arm stretched!

Motherfuckers claim they're monsters

Maybe Lochness!

Never seen on any projects

Thought I needed killer concepts

Punchlines with the right hook

But I can beat the competition with a motherfucking Com-sketch

It's like I'm God sent, 'cause your bars stink

Like dog piss on a park bench

Met a tall bitch from Parklands

Made her suck the bonе like pork ribs

Talk shit in your wall bitch

'Til you get handed a cap likе the spot that you park in

Your comments are like swamp water to a Croc's skin

Y'all can kiss a fucking foreskin

I been a Cape Town that's why they're try'na see me boxed in

'Cause the rhymes' smoother than porcelain (uh)

Try'na alienate me is gonna cost 'em (uh)

Ain't nobody flyer, make the sauce drip (ooh)

Got Grimehouse to endorse him (uh)

Now we dubstepping over corpses (uh)

Ain't nobody flyer make the sauce drip

Got Grimehouse to endorse him

Now we dubstepping over these corpses

2020 welcome to the moon

2020 that's the vision too

2020 welcome to the moon

2020 that's the vision too!

I go hard at everything I do

You be soft (Ubisoft) that's Division 2

Stick and move when I'm in the booth

Rap niggas getting kicked in their "poes"

On the mic I'm the Dolemite

Cold as ice, ghost writer to a Poltergeist

Only thing I love in this world is my

Grandma and every hoe I've "chised"

She told me I blow her mind

It's only right, she buy me a ride home tonight

So polite - ly I decline bitch

The only tips I'll ever take is my own advice

I got exes that talk shit about you boy still

I got friends that done lost faith in their boy still

I ain't mad at you, I wish you well and I love you still

Even though now my heart cold as alloy steel

Sicker Reconize boy chill

I been dishing out raw deals

See (sea) your life, yeah you poised till

I fuck up that air about you like an oil spill (sea life, poised, oil spill)

I should be on pills

You ain't with The Boys, you Chase broads

Now they're fingers Deep in your gills

How am I not the illest in the city?

It is silly to even list me with these shitty mcees

Don't ever mention me

In the same breath as these FB rappers

SC rappers, NPC rappers

Low level easy to gain XP rappers

Wack beat rappers

Shit talking, no drive having, back seat rappers

I tear 'em up like gatsby wrappers

Sicker you'll never be at the level I'm at

I'm a killer, clinical like Kylian

No Achilles heel, ain't no kidding

I'm the king like Acacus the Arcadian

Quit your complaining and fix your bar game

And if you don't stop blaming

Everybody else for y'all being lame

You gon' collide with a bat son like my name Damian

Don't be a cry baby I'm...

Using what God gave me

Y'all sound crazy now

If I got light bars, it's vibranium

Don't be a cry baby I'm

Using what God gave me

Y'all sound crazy now!

And if I got light bars, it's vibranium

Man dem wanna test us

They can never best us

We outta the streets but the streets never left us

I went to the club and I balled, Uncle Fester

Tears of a jester

How you get back in gear when everything is messed up?

Grinding, staying alive is my quest but

I can't find the drive in myself like a Tesla

Don't got it all upstairs

Devil in the kitchen, I'm in the guest house

I been the best out SA before I even had tracks out

But when they make a list, I'm left out

Got me with the razor and the wrist out? Na

Try'na see me tap out

Man go beast mode, man keep feeding on the beats though

Man keep feeding on the beats though (ay)

Man shit spinning on repeat though (ay)

Man dem chilling on the beach though (ay)

Coloured "laaitie" from the ghetto

Life expectancy, barely over twenty

There he go again he keeps beating odds

Keeps spitting nuts, bars

Like Godzilla after swallowing a fucking garage

Sou d the fucking alarms

Sicker the psycho's at large

What's a king to a God?

What's a Michael Myers to an Arthur Fleck?

Got my side bitch offing heads off the bat

You dare and like Hubert

You getting killed on a track