Sick Lyrics - Singles - Infinite

Verse 1 

We pull mad triggers 

War what we used to, some done buried before 

What we used to, dropping bodies under the floor 

Not what it looked like 

It's what it really be 

And they could tell you in your next life 

You're still parrow 

For whatever dinero 

Blackout dirty barrels get stuck for your dinero 

But who's ta blame 

Me or this dirty game 

My blood forever cold 

Just like my last name 

The world is like this 

My blood froze up my vein 

Stick you for your drug money 

Chip ice off your chain 

Your life just blacked like dirty burns to your left jaw 

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Chorus 

We sick yeah yo my crew run wild 

Yeah yo we sick, we on some other shit 

Yeah yo we sick, long pipe between your lips 

We sick, some burn you for your necklace 

We sick, my crew run wild 

We sick, from cradles to caskets 

We sick, long pipe between your lips 

Yo we sick, yo we on some other shit 

Verse 2 

Photos 

Ah yo we sick 

We wild like 2 nines and 4 clips 

My crew make ghosts 

Ride close with the toaster 

Wanted face on posters 

Guess they tell you we armed like we supposed ta 

Gats in holsta, drink white rum all day 

Straight 'till dinner 

Show up at your party 

Turn your dance into a thriller 

I guess it only takes much to know about my family 

We all about Bibles and kronze 

Money and robberies 

The speaker chosen 

The amount of heat we holdin; 

The amount of grams loadin' 

The amount of man we foldin' no lie 

Sometimes I feel nothing to live for 

I seen my days in a shoot out with 5.O 

Ah yo we sick 

Chorus 

Verse 3 

We were brought up by the older gangstas 

Off the block who ran the turf 

I'm from the murder capitol of my town 

You better research 

You know it got worse so sail on 

Years apon the time it wasn't this bad but the earth crumbled too fast 

Dirty money runnin' da block 

At twin towers airport searching bottles of rum for baby powder 

Can't catch us on bare face moves intoxic 

Catch us on your news mask up like smarter convicts 

Represents the hustlers on streets or in cells 

The truth always flashes in light 

When time tells I'm your LDC time 

Reality will tell it 

On the opposite of the gun smoke and I could smell it 

We sick 

Chorus x 2