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Insipid Feat. Trevaillé

from Sticky Situationz by Ickymack

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lyrics

(ickymack)
Yo
I lock folks to the chopping block
rattle off shots that lob toes out ya cotton socks
piece by piece
i release sweet sixteens
that leave em bleedin from they stumps
they stumped
and peein in they jeans
leave these murder scenes
like school shooters in they teens
or pool shooters, we some sharks
swimmin in pools of broken dreams
I don't concede
conceit, sweet as syrup on a peach
peaches and cream between the sheets
leaches and bees for weak emcees
i come in peace
i mean i come in pieces to the puzzle
you put it all together, i'll have unbuckled my muzzle
cuz im vicious
vicious as abused and hungry pits
its a pity that this picture is ridiculously vivid
you insipid, makes me sick
it is a sin you shitty bitches
spittin writtens that i wouldnt
even put my fuckin dick in
in the kitchen
cookin with fission
shook at the vision
look at the mystic cannabalism
make an incision
cut to the rhythm
just to get in em
i'm a terrible titan
unfairly im fightin
i bite and i knife
and my life is the night
im a knight on a bike
and i might use a pike to impale you
or spike
ima tear you a new one
fuck
that's verbal artillery
hurdle to victory
flirtin with mystery
hurtin for misery
heard i'm a beast so don't even get sick with me
YACK
i dig my fingers in the soil
i was born and raised up on it
can't help but remain loyal
can't help but retain joy
i won't be coy or in denial
san francisco like the Saudis after they discovered oil
money makes a mess for those who do not got it
regardless of the profit at the top the bottom want it
so please don't be surprised if when you run around and flaunt it
the kids you pushed up out they hood put hoods on,
make you run it up outta your pockets
you insipid, makes me sick
it is a sin you shitty bitches
killin culture for convenience
like some vultures lookin for meat
with your eyes glued to the screen
and mind ruined by greed
without trying to perceive
how they be dying in the streets
the money you make gives the powers that be
all the power they need to decieve and to feed
of the need for distraction from minimum wage
so they pacify us with the technology
ironically, the same shit that created the problem by wrecking th community
every time that you tweet, google or stream
you supported the enemy

(Trevaillé)
pack a van with pachyderms who be heavily packin llamas
that's a pack of wolves that'll already come back to harm ya
movin more packs than ronald reagan thru contras
so if you aint packin gats they pack that casket for your mama
teeny boppers
with the choppers
that'll pop up out your noggin
little bastards ridin shotgun
no traction with no options
used to have some housing but they smashed up all the projects
now they mad as fuck, actin up, blastin your surroundings
insipid, quite vicious
watchin yo mama evicted
and watchin these ignorant twits erase the imprint from the Mission
don't have a pot to piss in
just crackpots in the kitchen
victims of a system that is twisted and indifferent
and everyday problems get solved with revolvers
they gettin fucked over by popo
livin is costly don't got no dollars the city don't got time for no poor
dumpin the heat they go dumb in the streets
cuz the city we live in is so cold
people BSin constantly stressin congestion is makin us loco
fuck it
it's been awhile since i gave half a fuck
grew a lot more jaded since we played at bein astronauts
walk up to a pack of bloods, like
what's crackin cuz?
throw up middle fingaz with these bangaz comin after us
cuz we was born to be some beasts
burnin down this bitch its just my homie Ick and me
battle my misogyny while straddling my consciousness
Want a revolution, plus this booty bouncin on this dick
and fuck your boundaries
nigga i done been through hell
nigga i done been to jail
and it was not endin there
in just one year, i lost my son and my friend
so if you got a problem bitch i dont give a damn
mothafuck being famous
fuck your twitter
fuck your facebook
snapchat my dick for your faces
fill my bank account with paper
if the gang aint in your playlist then we invadin your stations
making statements that are heinous as we teabagging your favorites
most em overrated
faking gangsta for some ratings
reason why my notebook pages filled with bitterness and hatred
they say the game is changing, who the ons who rearrange it?
trench gang is in this bitch, we coming sick and so contagious
yup
and we aint the ones to play with
a little message, made it just for entertainment

byotch

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from Sticky Situationz, released June 4, 2017
featuring Trevaillé

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