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Sinphony of Sick

Исполнитель: Q Strange

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[Verse 1]<br>Makin` precision incisions, with it this talent I`m givin`<br>Didn`t know how to keep livin` so I just started the killin`<br>Sick in the head when I`m sinnin` ILLin infectin` I`m stickin`<br>My knife in you and I`m grinnin` sittin` and thinkin` of quitin`<br>But I continue my mission listen to voices here within<br>Sayin` its just the beginning don`t know what`s really pretendin`<br>It`s hard to decide when the mind is divided and hided<br>From the reality battling the evilness inside of me<br>My mind is it dieing, I`m crying I`m trying not to lose it<br>Confusing abusing I`m bruising your skull until its oozing<br>I`m choosin` my weapon I`m gettin` I`m settin`<br>I`m lettin` aggression set into my nerve endings<br>Awww, can`t take the pain no more<br>Stain the floor with blood guts and crazy gore<br>Waiting for the day god repays me for<br>All the sinful things I did that he hates me for (Uh)<br><br>[Verse 2]<br>This disease has me blinded and I can`t see the light<br>Live in darkness while my sanity continues to fight<br>With little bit I have left I use it to blend<br>With this fucked up society that lied to me again<br>I have a hatred for the world I cant describe<br>I`ve strive to stay alive but it`s hard to survive<br>Darken my eyes, from all the insomnia I suffer<br>Cant sleep for weeks and it keeps gettin` tougher<br>The more I don`t rest the more I`m gettin` depressed<br>And obsessed with the sight of another persons death<br>I regret what I did when it`s just too late<br>I even ate human steaks and eyeballs like grapes<br>It`s a big mistake, but the mind knows know boundaries<br>It`s been years and still the police never found me<br>Astounding with technology and forensics<br>And experts and people who have these sixth senses<br>I guess its depression that I have Gods blessing<br>If he wanted me to stop I would`ve seen some detectives<br>Decrepit, Decayed, Morbid my brain<br>It`s all them things and it`s rotting away<br>And starting today, I`m gonna try and stop all the killing<br>Aw, whom I kiddin`? It`s only the beginning<br>I like to cut em open and see what makes them tick<br>And rhyme about it like this cuz it makes you sick<br><br>[Verse 3]<br>My sinphony, conjures up images of misery<br>Picture thee crime scene photos of the grisly<br>Ax I portray on a day to day<br>I came to say, I won`t stop till this pains away<br>My brains decay, and eating at my thoughts I can feel it<br>There`s a rat inside my head nawing at my spirit<br>I can hear it, chewing on my cerebral cortex<br>Crawling its way tryin` to escape outta my forehead<br>Your all dead, zombies try to walk among the living<br>As I`m sitting there`s a choir in my mind and it`s singing<br>An orchestra of madness, sinphony of sickness<br>Philharmonic illness, Nirvana when I feel this<br>Melodic and I feel bliss, Schizophrenic realness<br>I`m unstoppable horrible and I`m fearless<br>My lyrics are a cry for help cant you hear this<br>I`m a danger to society and I`m careless<br>A tickin` time bomb just waitin` to detonate<br>So get it straight, I don`t rap about my jewelry and escalade<br>I`m swept away by the evil that some how got into me<br>Years from now you`ll see its prophetic in my sinphony<br><br>[Chorus: repeat 2X]<br>Don`t know what got into me<br>I just show how it could be<br>Why am I so sick, you see<br>In the meanest Sinphony

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