Black Magic -

No I ain’t got no fucken fix for this trip

No glitch to get the grip

No switch for me to click

Still ain’t no fix for me in this

Primitive cognition, on a mission

Self medicated till I’m dead (Zeus)

With a void in my consciousness, still ain’t no fix for me in this

So they better come alive and die when I tell ya

Run it down brother, or its failure

See the devil only want it with the real ones

Sacrifice life when I tell ya

See, I chime with the black magic

Carousel your mind and retract segments of the static signs that it’s pragmatic

Asthmatic dying to be classed tag maggots with a gat and it’s right on

I been creeping in night, son

Animate 'em all with tip of my tongue

Lucid, rapping to the microphone

Giving it a mic, live up, die sworn

Sick in my mind, my brain and my brawn

Ready for the plague, built for the war

Numb to the skull and is sick as the Gods

I got a sickness and it won’t stop

So high, let my brain and my body rot (body rot)

I got a sickness and it won’t stop

So high, let my brain and my body rot (body rot)

Because I’m sick in the head

Sick 'em, sick 'em, sick 'em

I’m sick in the head

Sick 'em, sick 'em, sick 'em

Because i’m sick in the head

Sick 'em, sick 'em, sick 'em

I’m sick in the head

Sick 'em, sick 'em, sick 'em

Dragging 'em in the mud

Seeking with precision I’m a force blood, let me live in ya

I been drowning for 7 years, but floating for 20 more

Watch you saw is a man in a trance

I been played like a puppet in a maze

Psychopathic with the tests

No rest in the lab where I laid

How do I convey this?

When the graveyard just veneers my display, kid?

I’m way sick

Spit black acidic waste in your motherfucking face bitch

See i’ve been skipping, skipping to the devils song

Resurrecting demons that are heaven born red clotted eyes

As the worlds shatter in uniform, I’ma let it storm

I got a sickness and it won’t stop

So high, let my brain and my body rot (body rot)

I got a sickness and it won’t stop

So high, let my brain and my body rot (body rot)

Because I’m sick in the head

Sick 'em, sick 'em, sick 'em

I’m sick in the head

Sick 'em, sick 'em, sick 'em

Because i’m sick in the head

Sick 'em, sick 'em, sick 'em

I’m sick in the head

Sick 'em, sick 'em, sick 'em