ritual? Sick with it. Sick with it. Sick with it, sick with it... It's inside me I feel it growing nowhere to hide my anger's showing [repeat chorus
the ritual Sick with it Sick with it Sick with it Sick with it Sick with it Sick with it Sick with it It's inside me I feel it growing Nowhere to
? Sick with it. Sick with it. Sick with it, sick with it... It's inside me I feel it growing nowhere to hide my anger's showing [repeat chorus]
Traduzione: My Ruin. Sick With It.
better cut it out Stop crying shut your mouth Give it up let it go He don?t want you no mo? You need to get a life Got it wrong, get it right Go on, leave
ya barreta ready, and load it with metal, the minute a midi? admit it cant get on my level a veteren ready to rid em, with em one at the mill, a little
their nowhere music it's making me sick And I know it's making you sick There's nothing there, it's like eating air It's like drinking gin with nothing
drink... it's on me! [laughing] [Verse 1: AZ] Yes I'm doing it a few soo-wooing it My man Lou crew bandanna blue-ing it They buck at cars won't give
This emcee's got weapons that'll ruin your health So if you're feelin swoll, then reach for yours My book is my shield, and my mic is my sword Sword,
pot to piss in Now I'm hittin' it, I'll get you one, PISS IN IT! Then shut up about it, we're sick of hearin' it That ain't the way you're livin' so why
and you know it's v12 Pound for pound we the hottest doin' it Anything I want outta life I'm pursuing it Ain't respecting the game, they just ruin it
think I'm all of that now, so now it's fuck Brand Nubian Should I call you a bitch, or should I maintain? I'm just here with my lady, and you came witcha
from my body So sick it leaves them violently twisted A dead giveaway in the darkness Stagnation so humid and thickened With no home to call my own,
it got it's "L" From LIES, who betrayed and left him Only to leave him with an open "I" I never want to be lonely so I end all my words with an "S" But
I'm usin' it Ain't a underground rapper gon' have it til' I through with it I don't burn bridges (nah), other rappers 'll ruin it I just jump over the
ain't enjoying it, Know what I'm talking bout?) My purpose really used to be so unclear Science fiction with the swagger, it's so unreal So fly that my
think I'm crazy never knew this type of love before I'm love with my foreign, yes I'm married to my dough... I'm in love with my money [Chamillionaire
ya when I SLASH ya with my rusty razor In need of dry towels, my eye scowls, White Owls I split ya Reposing like an Arthur Ashe before and after picture My