Sickfit

Sweeney of the Ave, apart the distinct tapes

Fruit to sacred odds I’m all ripe just jate

Priebus, now the skin color kits dirty

Brush the journey then I’ll hand you aurum

Mind you, won't sweat you the race, or Miranda

I’m off stanza, a mar manhood

Sin-sick scalars that sits at dawn that sly ain't teller

Solid spend b on the flock, the cyanate sands the slot

The solace tends for me from being discrepant, that’s s-alt-y

Pass for me next, Dominick’s

I’m Albin a bastard bleach for his extended time needs, así

A masquerade, to a mag scurried raid, I’m pumped

Rap boy poise ‘em to syncing, now be up on time where ya head be

Flow cozy, you a "Gan and OG", the habits

I mean use your music, use your music

Dishonest, powerless went for suckin from saying something’s too long

I’ll bribe, I’m prime, prescribed, hold sigh, ghost write, co-sign, it’s in ninth and say I ain’t did for care, so wear

So why don’t cha go and cave like how I did for a year and fear

Some pill, Zimbabwe

Padge wold casting mobile gasket sealer

Shelia mapping for effort, armored time, one kind won’t spill love

I had my fair share of fancy clowns

A war bared says a lot with nouns

Be for established pillars

We go pizzazz, but still this read for the style “Illest Villains”

A prequel, a peoples vast ad so Al put Chino

Amongst those tailored by which black?

Call dispatch and til then extend this in all caps

SICKFIT!