🎵 Sick // by Bingethinkers

2 ContributorsSick Lyrics [Intro: Swarmy & Rinse] Yo, Rinse, I'm feelin' sick man No doubt Swarms I need medicine, Yeah So many say they're ill Just make 'em wanna fuckin' vomit Uh, yeah, we ain't havin' this shit man That's why we Bingethinkers Ain't havin' this shit Check it out! [Verse 1: Rinse] Sick of the emails, the details, the time lost to females The needles, the "what if he fails?" [?] retail CD sales ain't gettin' 'em, what the fuck am I [?] 'em My medicine comes around bottles to cause [?] My peoples, got one shot, nah, there'll be no sequels With rebels, walk streets [?] [?] thinkin' it's lost with cans of cheap pale In hand [?] we fail to plan Now we see hell, what do we dwell? Too proud to seek help So we fail, how do we grow if we don't eat well? The sea swells, oceans arisin', nah, I don't feel well The demons to stalk Earth, lurk in church steeples My [?] poor, broker than feeble While we sellin' our souls, killin' ourselves with cheap thrills The street tells, voicin' our pain but give us hope we can change Take the change and soarin' the wings of eagles [Turntablism: 2Buck] "Real quick, real sick" "Rappers steady makin' hits, fuck that!" "Immediate MCs" "When MCs start flippin', I'll be stickin' 'em off" "Real sick" "Rappers" "You catch the fever like a chronic epidemic" "Breathe life in the speaker and try to revive" "That real shit" "Overcome this gimmick shit" [Verse 2: Swarmy] I'm sick as arsenic in a cigar pack Sick of the pack, sick of fuckin' stickin' to the track Sick of [?] sick of corporate traps Sick of days working to afford a tax, but more than that Of course I'm sick of sick cunt rappers and their sickenin' raps Takin' [?] awards, give 'em back! On sick leave, I'm so sick, believe me I'm sick as a dog but the [?] just won't see me I'm sick of job security droppin' by the minute And curious to why I'm in it Back break but I'm breakin' your time in it Six, seven, eight, nine a minute, what I scrap to catch seconds Bill still stackin' while the bank account wreckin's Didn't recognise my wallet, have to stop checkin' But this is my night so why would I let a record? Feelin' sick of the mic, bunk side, choppin' records Check it out [Turntablism: 2Buck] "Real quick, real sick" "Rappers steady makin' hits, fuck that!" "Immediate MCs" "When MCs start flippin', I'll be stickin' 'em off" "Real sick" "Rappers" "You catch the fever like a chronic epidemic" "Breathe life in the speaker and try to revive" "That real shit" "Overcome this gimmick shit" [Chorus] We ain't havin' it, oh, oh We ain't havin' it, no, no We ain't havin' it, ah, ah