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Sick Tight

 

Sick Tight

(альбом: From Chaos - 2001)


Head rush
Come on, we take the stage
And what's up, it's on
This is a blow up
So just listen up
Just take your mouth off interrupt
We came to throw down
It's a showdown
And you know why, we never lie
Get the lowdown son
We're mashing and bashing
The stage we're crashing
If you're on the roof
I know you're dancing
I bet we get the people jumping overseas
And I know why you're busting MP3s
The shit shit shocker
The hip-hop rocker
Wiser than Baraka
Stronger than Chewbacca
KISS never did this nor Ozzy Osbourne
Shaking that ass and shaking your firstborn
Back to the future and past to the front
We appear like adrenaline it's just that blunt

Two score and five we came alive
A minor blow up has started
A song for the newly sane and
The broken-hearted

Head rush
Come on, we take the stage
And what's up, it's on
From midnight 'til daylight
You best believe that we're sick tight
You're crying 'bout your life
I think it is absurd
What could be so bad
You come from the suburbs
Just like me
But I could never despair
Most people in this world
Ain't got shit to spare
Suckers look up to thugs
They like the attitude
But fuck that
I'm talking gratitude
The harder they act
Just to hide their insecurity
I'm talking honestly
We are assuredly
Dope, I smoke it
But not everyday
'Cause anything all the time's
A drag I say
Three eleven you want to get next to them
My name's Nick H-E-X-U-M

Two score and five we came alive
A minor blow up has started
A song for the newly sane and
The broken-hearted
We keep an eye for each other then again
Our known associates endure
We make a sick tight connection when we
See our true people on tour

Head rush
Keep it going now (now, now)
You know we get it right (right, right)
We keep it flowing now (now, now)
We're sick tight

We keep an eye for each other then again
Our known associates endure
We make a sick tight connection when we
See our true people on tour

Head rush
Keep it going now (now, now)
You know we get it right (right, right)
We keep it flowing now (now, now)
We're sick tight

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