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dynamite! - siccness lyrics

[intro: kingpin skinny pimp & ripped out]
(ripped out on the track)
silent night, there’s no light
that’s when i start creepin’ like a hitman
scope my man, then i toss the dynamite
silent night, there’s no light
that’s when i start creepin’ like a hitman
scope my man, then i toss the dynamite

[chorus 1: kingpin skinny pimp]
silent night, there’s no light
that’s when i start creepin’ like a hitman
scope my man, then i toss the dynamite
silent night, there’s no light
that’s when i start creepin’ like a hitman
scope my man, then i toss the dyn*
silent night, there’s no light
that’s when i start creepin’ like a hitman
scopе my man, then i toss the dynamite
silеnt night, there’s no light
that’s when i start creepin’ like a hitman
scope my man, then i toss the dyn*
silent night, there’s no light
that’s when i start creepin’ like a hitman
scope my man, then i toss the dynamite
silent night, there’s no light
that’s when i start creepin’ like a hitman
scope my man, then i toss the dyn*
[verse 1]
f*ckin’ the industry hit ’em in the morning try dissin’ me i’ma show who’s boss i had a
suicide mission leave these n*ggas in a hole leaving ’em fazed and standing over
many f*ckers remains go hard on the mic often making terror days looking at the sun
hit n*ggas with a flow that never existed looking at them with a terrifying gaze
f*cking ’em till i’m done, leaving secluded
evidence murder everybody
leaving their body rot i’m looking at the sun i got the devil on my shoulder
running from the it physical i’ma pull the trigger from my gun hit ’em like a badass
n*ggas don’t know i’m a lyrical badass get ’em with a mass division hit ’em with
double prediction don’t have faith, uh many f*ckers trying to hold me down
don’t fear me you better show me how? gun ’em down i hit ’em with a
showdown, n*gga i hold the crown you know it, huh? punching ’em grab a chopper
leaving them to decay hopping on a evaluation committing a bl**dy murder mystery
dungeon has still been unsolved they gotta be down dropping them 10 feet i have such a huge
ego dropping their jaws i don’t want beef why do these n*ggas wanna start sh*t with
me i can’t take a step out of the abyss f*cking every industry i never wanna know sh*t
you n*ggas are trash many f*ckers talk about autotune they could’ve brought
it you acting like your smart but your just mentally retarted hitting every spot
watching bodies go drop your life might need to be restarted you were never regardless
i got the title of spitting the hardest try dissin’ me aiming at your competition
you’ll never honest many n*ggas wanna get me started never wanna be fatherless
i got conceded by the evil draining all many f*ckers blood cause i’m insane

[chorus 2: kingpin skinny pimp & siccness]
silent night, there’s no light
that’s when i start creepin’ like a hitman
scope my man, then i toss the dynamite
silent night, there’s no light
that’s when i start creepin’ like a hitman
scope my man, then i toss the dyn*
silent night, there’s no light
that’s when i start creepin’ like a hitman
scope my man, then i toss the dynamite
silent night, there’s no light
that’s when i start creepin’ like a hitman
scope my man, then i toss the dyn*
silent night, there’s no light
that’s when i start creepin’ like a hitman
scope my man, then i toss the dynamite
silent night, there’s no light
that’s when i start creepin’ like a hitman
scope my man, then i toss the (yeah) dyn*
[verse 2]
smokin’ blunts with my crew, i’m wicker why the f*ck will f*ckers say my name you know it’s sickness but i will come lyrical but with major pain?
feeling my body is about to collapse don’t worry i’m still standing comin’ up in my prime and
taking everyone days i don’t really
know what these n*ggas are saying? better think
smarter not harder
before you mess with these f*ckers on the internet bеfore you hurt your fame i wish i can travel back in timе, working everything
out of the blue smoked up in a tree breaking the vengeance murder everybody i see your soul leaving out of your body i wish i
was made of steel, might fall to my death trying to fly high don’t blame
yourself for the hatred if i die it might be over going all over the globe just to
be in heaven, don’t talk sh*t walking over the dead spirit walkin’ dead i can’t breathe
walking to the dome now i’m on my own staying still as a ghost in your home till
you notice i’m known hollow the dead turning myself into dust i won’t live for that
long nothin’ feels right letting the souls break out i cannot feel i’m not a k!ller trying to
live in peace with self of steel smokin’ a bomb, holes in my lungs talk is cheap
these n*ggas are wasting my time fly in the air just to see the world
destroyed into pieces i think this is a dream gone wrong stay home before you die
i’m lost in the world itself having b*tches in the parking lot feeling preached by f*ckers
life can go down sometimes smokin’ weed before i die fighting demons feeling
weight on my shoulder worrying too much about making scene murder everybody till this track is heard b*lls of steel weird as f*ck walking
in the streets alone i might be gone walking in the breeze don’t blame everything
on the system k!llers are everywhere? stay home till they gone writing sh*t lyrical
reaching for the sky i don’t want you gone talking sh*t with my melody drilling
a hole in my heart then be staring in the dark abyss
to my chest my friends
shifted into a liar they broke my trust getting in the picture will i die wishing
i can hold the demons back holding a trophy of glory but instead it got the hold
of a demon, not feeling right death is stalking me a mythic story stuck in my head
thinking it’s real i get so high got clawed by a tiger why everything so far couldn’t
have faith i gotta stay strong spiritual ghost haunting me getting stoned i might
die tonight smokin’ blunts
nonstop till i die smoking everybody and i’m heading out of the streets
[outro: kingpin skinny pimp]
silent night, there’s no light
that’s when i start creepin’ like a hitman
scope my man, then i toss the dynamite
silent night, there’s no light
that’s when i start creepin’ like a hitman
scope my man, then i toss the dynamite

- siccness lyrics

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