the Ick
• Written by 8ballCypher
Stuck in a funk with a dead end job,
Running just to fuck with the feds and the mob,
Aboutta confess it all
I want to reset the fall
Because I am against the wall
Niggas think I'm invincible
That I'm a lyrical spiritual criminal
But it's critically visible
That I'm still pitifully miserable
if you take my remains, stake my brain,
forget the rest of me
Cuz the best you'll see
is blood-red Hennessy
and a bunch a methamphetamine
Although I expect not to rest in peace
When the recipe
For me is what's in ecstasy
I got lsd and std bumps and
Ketamine messing me up
My grades my beat, because my veins are green
im at the point where I can barely breath
i got the ick in my system
I got the villainous syndrome
Something sick in me
makes me think i need it
red in the head,
i feel like I'm dead
I can't withstand this crap in my space
bracing for rage today
Facing
i million mistakes awakening
creating expectations
Faking impatience
what the fuck makes you think I'm anxious
i really cant explain
i don't know how to say
when i say i take pain
i mean irritation
exasperated- now i don't know what to say
i hate it-translation: im angry
being sadistic is bad, iS It?!
listen, to be simplistic
i gotta take charge, represent,
so now disrespect seems incoherent
if im projected non endearing
its not an accident, that's the real shit,
And i feel the fear so i increase it,
go snow cold to heated real quick,
Yo, I already know, that I'm about to
show those hoes i'm not a weak bitch,
cause Even garbage
Can think that they're the hot shit
I got an ego now and you can't stop it,
I don't acknowledge high school and college
All I feel now is caution
but i couldn't stop if i wanted
im a hostage to carnage
you'd think that after all this torture and nausea
people would call me awesome
applause for the monster
maybe id fall non-forgotten,
Here comes the agony, here comes insanity,
Here come my multiple split personalities
Everything I throw comes back to me, actively,
Cuz my life is a tragedy, Attacking me,
like this alchemy, back to weed.
I got a lack of lean, cannubi,
It actually has me passively incapacitated
I get a little r rated, when I drink something carbonated,
Intoxicated, im like amber heard, ill eat all your food
And say "the monster ate it"
don't care if I get incarcerated
I'll never spew shit cuz I'm constipated
Constantly Moderating,
The non-stop haters
The brown-nosers and the fakers
Get down on your knees and Hands to praise me,
Blowing on me like an Anti - AC
Niggas say I got 2 sides, but im 8-bit,
Face it,
I been getting famous lately
Maybe
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8ballCypher
Member since April 8 2019