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class_sick – broads way revised lyrics

verse:
since wack rappers been let in, i only dream of armageddon
you put hip+hop in depression, authenticity in question
you better run like reverend, i’m dmc, that’s a revenant
ironic for the glory, common sentiment i’m h+llbent, turning kings back into peasants
tell me, who you think you better than?? casually, your rhymes just trigger apathy
tragically, you’ll never amount to half of me, happily
decided to waste this bar just for the pageantry
neurogenic atrophy, the moment you attacking me
the only way you after me, listing who greatest rappers be

shall i expose your wicked??, my soul’s just molded different
been told that i’m cold and distant
that’s code for you playing victim, which gives loads for ammunition
red dots look like freckles, nothing sweet, that’s dr. jekyll
consider yourself lucky class_sick ain’t been disrespectful
yes, i could drop some names, but you weirdos ain’t nothing special
keep on playing like some angels, i’ma show you who’s the devil
mixed signals are misdirections, i would let you choose your weapons
from your earlobes to intestines, get split open for infection
so be careful where you step in, your soul’s up for repossession
existence is evanescent, your actions are more p+b+scent

but please don’t get it twisted, just because i let the ink bleed
aiming diss records at every rapper who think they can see me
and producers who don’t make beats, can’t finesse what’s rudimentary
who the best is, not your destiny
if you lying, l, that’s a different type of messy
they disrespecting hip+hop, all these pop stars think they mc
sensed the envy since i flourished
first they try ignore us, eventually became florists
i leave jaws hanging where floors is
never done a feature where the hottest parts the chorus
if i’ma guest in this house, my contemporaries tourists
who unworthy of the air i breathe
they can’t compete with pen on sheets
the penalties your pen will seize
my lyrics, methamphetamines
a bunch of j’s connected, sniff the clout and clog their d+mn nose
they couldn’t pay respects, now the bank’s getting foreclosed
acting like a manager, can’t even book your man’s shows
you ever heard of exodus, suggest you talk to jethro

we disturbing the peace, resurrect decease
fiending ecstasy, the god’s nectar sweet
bludgeon all who seek to hold a grudge against this speech
that k+mbaya game for the week, keep the fake love away from me
mama say, mama kusa just wanted to do that on this beat
signing off now its class_sick, insincerely

signing off now its class_sick, insincerely

- class_sick lyrics

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