I feel sick tonight,
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Something in my stomach ain't sitting right,
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But I've got to overcome it, keep spitting tight,
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I've gotta overcome it, keep spitting tight, keep spitting tight,
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I feel sick tonight,
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Ring the bell, throw in the towel; I ain't fit to fight,
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I'm in hell; I don't know how I can hit this height,
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But I gotta overcome it, keep spitting tight, keep spitting tight,
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Trick the switch and get my brain to begin again,
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Adrenalin and Benalin will get the cerebellum in,
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A state to deliver lines timed to be the medicine,
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Lose my breath, they're Ventolin, lose an arm, then rent a limb,
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Choose to not present them in lies but still remembering,
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I am not am not a veteran; I do not know everything,
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Hide behind this pseudonym, I do not presume to win,
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Write lines till I feel true to them, decided by the mood I'm in,
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So I serve up words naked, never in sugar coats,
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And I write more quotes than a fucking big book of quotes,
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That's that, straight fact,
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When it's down on the track you can't take it back,
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And if the crowd don't react or get on ya back,
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Then you've failed and you just have to live with that,
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I remember when I was a kid 'n' that,
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Way before I found beards and caps,
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Pencils came with erasers that,
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Could erase your mistakes erase, retract,
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But in the real world things just ain't that easy,
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You can't take back your mistakes so freely,
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You gotta take them in think about them deeply,
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Not ignore them and just move on discreetly,
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They say Jesus died for somebody's sins but God knows he didn't die for mine,
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Coz I'll stand accountable for my own damn sins each and every time,
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And if my sins are too great to be accepted in the circles which I strive,
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Then I'll go right ahead and live a lone lush life in some small dive,
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I feel sick tonight,
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I feel sick tonight,
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I feel sick tonight,
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I feel sick... tonight,
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My head hurts,
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From running head first,
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Into another said verse,
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(on a subject that ain't easy to talk about)
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It gets worse,
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Feels like my legs burst,
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I swear I feel cursed,
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(get up; if you feel the strain you just walk it out)
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Because we live a lie for a lie and then truth for truth,
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But lies can be sly and the truth aloof,
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And it seems that lies can disguise and dupe the youth,
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So we gotta try to define what suits as proof,
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Back on track now quick to react now,
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If the beats change then my flow will adapt how,
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Ever it has to do so break up words like letter cubes thrown,
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Around the room without a care,
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Stretch out letters when there's space to spare,
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How can you not love this language?
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It's beauty and pain and relentless anguish,
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Each twist and turn that you're controlling,
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Taste each verb as off ya tongue it's rolling,
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Nothing is more entertaining,
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Than fuckin' with words and their arrangement,
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Every syllable can rhyme,
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If you will afford the time,
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But now I'll leave it there alright,
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And simply declare,
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I feel sick tonight.
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I feel sick tonight.
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Sick Tonight
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Dan Le Sac Vs Scroobius Pip |