クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Essa
Performer
Pitch 92
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nick Eziefula
Songwriter
Ian Garland
Songwriter
Obiesie Adibuah
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pitch 92
Producer
歌詞
[Chorus]
Sicker than your average
It's, it's, it's a madness
Sick, sicker than your average
It's, it's, it's a madness
Sick, sicker than your average
It's, it's, it's a madness
Sick, sicker than your average
It's, it's, it's a madness
[Verse 1]
Sick … please believe it
Send for the doctor like Easy E did
He's sick, sickest of them all
No need to ask a mirror on a wall
Sick individual, picture the visual
Sip my cocktail and piss in your swimming pool
Like children do
Sick with it from The Essance
That's a long incessant convalescence
Everyone claim they're the best in the game
Which one specifically king?
Hip hop or tiddlywinks?
These kids lost their grip in this thing
Hypochondriac ting, not as sick as they think
Everybody wanna be a star, bro
But face facts, when they rap the bar low, no take that
I've gone clear from competitors now
I'm like the stage, always just ahead of the crowd
[Chorus]
Sicker than your average
It's, it's, it's a madness
Sick, sicker than your average
It's, it's, it's a madness
Sick, sicker than your average
It's, it's, it's a madness
Sick, sicker than your average
It's, it's, it's a madness
[Verse 2]
Yo, to, whoever the sickest I'm sicker than them
I'm even sicker when I pick up the pen
The vibe master raising up hell like Clive Barker
The sky father, the one you built the shrine after
The 85 couldn't fathom the art
The way I break the beat down to the atoms and quarks
Scientific, you're tryna decipher the hieroglyphics
A trillion vipers, so mind your business
The industry's fake but why is this?
Imaging putting devils in charge of my interests
Never that, selling your soul isn't a clever hack
How do you measure the treasure you try and sell it at
That's a question for yo mama
Why all the chemicals, that's a question for pro pharma
Why all the drone strikes, question for Obama
Lots of them fingers to point, so go harder
[Chorus]
Sick, sicker than your average
It's, it's, it's a madness
Sick, sicker than your average
It's, it's, it's a madness
Sick, sicker than your average
It's, it's, it's a madness
Sick, sicker than your average
It's, it's, it's a madness
[Verse 3]
Sick of the best ish being rejected
Neglected, barely even respected
People obsessed with reading the metrics
There's a Nexus with feeling needy and desperate
The need for attention got us pleading acceptance
Modesty is a deathwish
And honesty is bereft within this modern media cesspit
You dredge it, you're gonna see where the dregs live
Mudslingers and buzz killers
With tough fingers
Can hide without being detected, so
They become critics
They're judging us
The ugliness inside ends up being projected, bro
Man just ate some accolades for breakfast
Critical acclaim for lunch and up next was
A dinner of being underrated but respected
So yeah I'm still hungry, fam, what you expected?
I'm sick
Written by: Ian Garland, Nick Eziefula, Obiesie Adibuah
