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Sick
898
Alternative
Utwór Sick został wydany 12 czerwca 2001 przez Rhino/Warner Records jako część albumu Revolution
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Data wydania12 czerwca 2001
WytwórniaRhino/Warner Records
JęzykEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM118

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Insolence
Insolence
Performer
Paul Perry
Paul Perry
Bass Guitar
Jerry M. Delalo
Jerry M. Delalo
DJ
Mando Cardenas
Mando Cardenas
Drums
Mike Rowan
Mike Rowan
Guitar
Billy "Mech 1" Rosenthal
Billy "Mech 1" Rosenthal
Vocals
Mark Herman
Mark Herman
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brian Ebejer
Brian Ebejer
Songwriter
Joey Ruiz
Joey Ruiz
Songwriter
ErikH
ErikH
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Insolence
Insolence
Producer
Frank Gryner
Frank Gryner
Mixing Engineer
Scott Humphrey
Scott Humphrey
Mixing Engineer
Sylvia Massy Shivy
Sylvia Massy Shivy
Producer

Tekst Utworu

I get sick when your ass get the last move
Escalate from a good to a bad mood
Just a look not a word even spoken
I'm steady waiting for the silence to be broken
And when it does better come across pleasant
Used to be nice but does the past affect the present
It seems to me like your actions are a mistake
I'll be better off hoping nothing else will break
If it does then it may turn tragic
Situation will soon be getting spasmic
My heart's first feel my chest start to burn
Not one drink yet my stomach's starting to turn
What's with your arms you surround me
Spit in my face trying to drown me
I was so damn deep inside your mind
In your mind you erased me
You pledge your mouth but still taste me
I was so damn deep inside your mind
Oh damn once again you've done it
Got me mad sick even though my man blunted
It seems to me like you try to push my button
It's too bad yo kid you never get no nothing
Make me sick shit is for real
Make me wanna have to go off and kill
I can't understand all of your actions
But what I do is my own reaction
Don't step kid don't even ask
Give you one chance and I told you it's the last
But if you think that I'm not on the brink
You're too bad yo kid if that's what you think
What
You make me sick
What's with your arms you surround me
Spit in my face trying to drown me
I was so damn deep inside your mind
In your mind you erased me
You pledge your mouth but still taste me
I was so damn deep inside your mind
That's only one aspect like when I wreck
Or fortified illified crew who catch wreck
The microphone checker like a one two check
I kill the sound boy my crew we roughneck
Demand of respect old like Azteca
You say you got the guts so just step into my sector
Hahaha that's what I thought your ass is just a buster
I'm embarrassed for you if that's all that you can muster
You make me sick you make me ill
You make me sick you make me ill
You make me sick you make me ill
You make me sick you make me ill
You make me you make me you make me sick
What's with your arms you surround me
Spit in my face trying to drown me
I was so damn deep inside your mind
In your mind you erased me
You pledge your mouth but still taste me
I was so damn deep inside your mind
Written by: Brian Ebejer, ErikH, Insolence, Joey Ruiz
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