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on wax - sick gang lyrics

[skit: dieabolik the monster & don orias]
you have one*hundred message. first unheard message sent yesterday at 7:15 p.m
let’s see who the f*ck this is
hey yo. hey don. yeah, i knew you wasn’t gonna answer the phone, man. i had a feelin’ for some f*ckin’ reason, man. hahaha.
but uhm. hey man, i was just thinkin’, uh, i was thinkin’ back to that old sickgang sh*t we used to do. sh*t, we was about that sh*t for a long time man and uh, i feel like that’s where we kinda got out roots at. yeah. and i was*i was feelin’ like, man, maybe we should get back to that sh*t, to that real hip*hop sh*t because i feel like n0body in this motherf*cker doеs it like us, you feel me. uh, yeah man, uh, hit mе back, i’d love to get this sickgang sh*t poppin’ again. you know what i’m sayin’? gang gang. hahaha
end of message. to delete this message, press 7
let me call this motherf*cker back
*ringtone*
your cal has been forwarded to an automatic voice message system. at the tone, please record your message
knew i wouldn’t pick up my phone
when you are finished recording, you may hang up or press 1 for more options
pshh. ayy yo. you didn’t pick up your phone either but uhm. yeah, bro, i actually had a couple songs like at the archives i was thinkin’ about puttin’ on this f*ckin’ album. but it’s like the demo joints from the cassettes we recorded. hey, i*i’ll just play ’em for you. let me know what you think and if you f*ck with ’em we’ll put ’em on. alright

[intro: dieabolik the monster]
sickgang! haha
dieabolik the monster
don orias
yo

[verse 1: don orias]
this ain’t no facebook status, there ain’t emotion react
when i see you live and in person i’m puttin’ you on blast
puttin’ it all on wax and now we smash on sight
three men with the gas light but i bet yo ass won’t fight (haha, h*ll nah)
it’s so simple to see the obvious (haha)
keyboard warriors never thinkin’ there’s a consequence (none)
for constantly trolling and gettin’ some dudes p*ssed
but they fail to remember there’s dudes that really exist
and be quick to pull up in real life with a real knife (whah!)
stab you in the skull and ask you, what does it feel like?
you guys sellin’ these roasts and then hope for attention by any means (why?)
yeah, i’m focused on the internet, i be postin’ plenty memes
lil b*tch, bet it make you feel so pretty as sh*t
but i bet if i catch you in the streets you’ll see how gritty i get (yah!)
[chorus: big l]
front, and get half the bones in your body broken
i*i*i keep the shotty smokin’
front, and get half the bones in your body broken
i*i*i*i

[verse 2: dieabolik the monster]
yo! yeah! yeah!
we could put on wax, flame to dab sh*t
when we together, penny and shaq the trap magic
ski mask and axe, spit facts and hack has*beens
mold ’em like clay and hits like young cassius
dog trainer by the way i always bag sh*t
neo when i’m swingin’, yeah, b*tch, i’m goin’ batsh*t
i be needin’ prozac like my name magnus
bury y’all like kimchi, robbin’ y’all for cabbage
blame my mom ’cause she don’ raised a savage
you rob like dyrdek, i’m learjet with baggage
get a little savage like i’m motherf*ckin’ randy’s son
b*tches just seethe on the track like team danica
spittin’ ammunition cross your back like i’ve been a christian
murder is the f*ckin’ mission, i’ma get ’em, yeah
you are not a rapper, you a bum
b*tch, we so sick, [now tussle?] in the club, b*tch, ugh

[chorus: big l]
front, and get half the bones in your body broken
i*i*i keep the shotty smokin’
front, and get half the bones in your body broken
i*i*i*i

- sick gang lyrics

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