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themusicnerdguy - sick thoughts (yeah) lyrics

[intro]
you attempted suicide?
yes
when did you do that?
wednesday
could you tell us why
or what made you feel the way you did?

[verse one: kanye west]
you got sick thoughts? i got more of ’em
you see them escorts? i escorted ’em
while y’all was trippin’, i resorted ’em (p++p)
then i kicked ’em out (scoop), i got bored of ’em (p++py+woop)
d+mn, those is your sisters?
you did something unholy to them pictures
“d+mn, you need to be locked up”
nah, we need a bigger hot tub

[chorus: kanye west]
now let me see your back, back, back, back
time to get the bag, bag, bag, bag
we don’t throw stones, wе throw stacks
that’s why they goin’ mad, mad, mad, max
if you don’t say your name then i won’t ask
shе got a smartphone, but a dumb ass
you got sick thoughts?
[verse two: nas]
the ghosts of gangsters dance
chinchillas shake on the hanger, the force of this banger
yeah, my language advanced, my cadence amazin’
the voice triggers somethin’, what is this conundrum?
the clouds scurry, your spirit rumble, a boyish smile
still puff the loud, it’s nothing less than a quarter pound
savage narrative, every verse that i write bursts light
brings awareness to my personal life
after my morning walk, havana cigar, the ganja spark
see my doctor more, sweat in the sauna or the spa
spendin’ fifty large at the bellagio
spent twenty on a bad b+tch i hardly know
new girl every night, two girls was every other night
s+xual addiction, gangster tradition
they wanna f+ck me, have me under their belt, slightly offended
yeah, that’s how i felt, that’s how it ended
i’m just good at existing, existin’ in my truth
as long as i enjoy the fruit

[chorus: kanye west]
now let me see your back, back, back, back
time to get the bag, bag, bag, bag
we don’t throw stones, we throw stacks
that’s why they goin’ mad, mad, mad, max
if you don’t say your name then i won’t ask
she got a smartphone, but a dumb ass
you got sick thoughts?
you got sick thoughts?
[verse three: kanye west & nas]
she said, “f+ck weed,” ’cause she love x
if she suck seed, that’s a success
if a girl cum, that’s a f+ck fest
and we gon’ score a hundred on this drug test
you got sick thoughts? (yeah)
you got sick thoughts?

[outro]
so what would you do?
just sit at home?
that’s all, just sat in my room for three weeks
i didn’t go out to no place
you didn’t go out at all?
no

- themusicnerdguy lyrics

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