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Dope Sick
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Dope Sick was released on January 12, 2020 by TraylorMade Records as a part of the album Introvert
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Release DateJanuary 12, 2020
LabelTraylorMade Records
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM136

Credits

Lyrics

Fighting victim when they dare to open the CD of poems
Traumatized, visualizing the things I smoke
And leave them cold, the culprits, the potent vocals
Of the voters, nor the firebrand, when they're beating blocks
In the lowest cut, let's comb the bullshit, brush the punches
Off left with distinguished demeanor
In a car full of carnivores, carving out the next one
To get the frivolous yet vicious beating
I'm the lord of lord and the king of kings
So don't step in the ring with the weak shit
You go door to door to oppression, lord
I'm underground like Lord of the rings shit
Leave a floor to enjoy more when it's more than
Just another purple step into a beach shit
But it's time to go kamikaze like twister in nine-seven
And I'm coming with a deep flick
With a pack of pissed off, packing sawdust
Past the path of peace and on the onslaught
Tight grip to increase the speed and leave the scene
A sight to see until you're bombed
The backdrop of a dark screenplay
This way they see that these games they play
Got fatal consequences in warm conditions
Still the coldest winter, but they keep
The time has slowed down
Bitch, I'ma go next
Bitch, I'm meltin' in the sport, I'm givin' cold sweats
You try to walk away from me, I leave you dope sick
You try to walk away from me, I leave you dope sick, yeah
I leave you dope sick, yeah
I leave you dope sick, yeah
I leave you dope sick, yeah
I leave you dope sick, yeah
You all can get into honor, sis
I'm livin' in a lake with piranhas in it
I'm always fishin' into for a fight, sis
I'm always bitchin', condescending, confident, and comedy-driven
Kinda cocky, pippin', pompous, yet it's based on facts
So just watch your limits, I'm awfully witty
And off my spin, it's too dope to come down from outer limits
Don't make your son have to come and visit
A headstone from a bad decision
A masochistic unmatched with my fast linguistic
Burn the master-master aftermath of the bastard shit
When the high is hittin', I leave him twitchin'
Into for another hit of dope, it's listenin'
Bar spin, hard drivin' like the cars missin'
Parts still starts, goes to the night, he's in it
I'm not even tryin' when I'm rhyme-writing'
I'm a divine titan, y'all lying-biting
I'm the point of conversation underline-writing
Hit you with an uppercut like Mike Tyson
I'm a demigod, you wanna fight lightning?
You just press start, I'm on the advice
In hindsight, I'm more like a viking
Off-white lightning, handful of Vikings
It's crushed up pill on the counter
Lift your girl up, you're a downer
She don't even wanna be around you
If she's lost, I'll bet I found her
I'm the flame to the spoon, I'm the needle to your arm
Need a friend, I tie you off every time you play this song
The time has slowed down
Bitch, I'ma go next
Bitch, I'm meltin' in the spoon, I'm givin' cold sweats
You try to walk away from me, I leave you dope sick
You try to walk away from me, I leave you dope sick, yeah
I leave you dope sick, yeah
I leave you dope sick, yeah
I leave you dope sick, yeah
I leave you dope sick, yeah
The time has slowed down
Bitch, I'ma go next
Bitch, I'm melting in this pool to get me coke swag
You try to walk away from me, I'll leave you dope sick
You try to walk away from me, I'll leave you dope sick, yeah
I leave you dope sick, yeah
I leave you dope sick, yeah
I leave you dope sick, yeah
I leave you dope sick, yeah
Oh, in is cold time, pop sugar pops
Oh, in is cold time, pop sugar pops
Oh, in is cold time, pop sugar pops
Oh, in is cold time, pop sugar pops
I leave you dope sick, yeah
Written by: Jeremy Alan Stotz
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