Sewicide Lyrics – Young Wazi

Sewicide Lyrics by Young Wazi

Came through in the new sick whip I rode
Suicide doors
Shut em
Before I slit my throat

I spit rhymes
To most of the cool chicks i bone
With my jewels embedded
Like who the 6ers own

To each is own
And I’m getting stronger
With every breath
Barely Rest

Let me vent
Swear I don’t do it
To make these men impressed
Maybe n#gg#s wanna be left for dead

Get the pen
Choppa get to bussin
All this pencil lead
Different Breed

Mental and Physically
Chubby n#gg#
With a Bape Sweater
Wearing skinny Jeans

Or gray sweats
Passionate hate sex
Prolly what’s gon happen
When my ex comes to visit me

Clock Ticks
The Clock Ticks
The Lock Clicks
You can feel

Just how wet the box gets
Please
I need to know
I need some throat

Shortie touch your knees and toes
And I got weed
If you need to smoke
She f#cking a n#gg#

Cause he got the meanest flow
I mean it though
I mean it though
She fiending though

She need to pour
The Lean the four
I’m gonna need a cup of Coffee
Ahh, the good cop bad cop routine?

Not exactly
Mama told me not to cuss inside my songs
But I’m struggling
So I’ll hustle harder just to right my wrongs

My only friend
Can Be my f#cking microphone
I’m a genius get the plan
And they discuss what I propose

I’m too dope
I give you a sinus cold
And my flow send em packing in boxes
Like styrofoam

Speaking of flow I deny you to ride my boat
Rapid current turn a swimmer to a f#cking hydrophobe
Now he duck aquatic energy
I get segregated by my peers

I got the metagene
Get me to shed a tear
You must be smoking methamphetamine
Birdie up in the air

I give a token for my enemies
Next hundred years
I’m the heaviest in the century
Smack you upside the head

Now you write in dyslexic lettering
And Thank Wazi for the malevolent melody
I might catch a charge for the homi on this beat
Cuz it be threatening

I never leave the house without my iron just in case a p#ss# interested in pressin me
Hang ya out to dry
And set your head up for some severing
I’m moving effortless

She got undressing when she met with me
I get the neck and exit left
Now she upset with me
I knock you out cold

With badass analogies and metaphors
So hard that they were meant to forge catastrophe
Apologize for your mess or regret it
I ain’t only into shooting on the court

When you’re attacking me
I’m on course
Get to stepping like an athlete
I’m dazzling

I’m bout to give ‘em something
That they have to see
I’m Blasting heat
Nobody passing me

I state it candidly
I change the scene when I step in room
Pathetic fallacy
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Young Wazi Lyrics – Sewicide

Young Wazi

Sewicide