Only built for the sick and vicious
spit it delicious, labor of chaos
deadly when I display odds
trying play the lord, get cha diced and accordingly
so remember I am Only built for the sick and vicious


Only built for the sick.....
you know how I infect, in ject flows intercept/
flows interrupt dusting pups clutching clones
busting there domes, so those liars, trying conspire/
I’m wired off the hater-rade faded back into the game waited out my time
rip minds like ciphers combine triage to those lay in wait, and snipe e'm/
spacing spares based out of bars, chasing down cars faced down mars
know how we're planetary trying vary amounts to carry/
give e'm bones to bury, know how to splice down odds/
dodge mirages fogged outta war gimme meta's and they want fours
see how raw flow can be when we're scarfing it down like tiger blood/
thinking you done, dusking busting muskets like we're back in the 1800's
you ain't even worth a bottle of 1700, trying to play my numbers get run down/
stoned out domed out hoed out whored out phoned out rolled out
toned jacks pwn packs roll out another tracks been in the words/
now my plays be a quarterback sneak trying to spy mine
I don't drop them dimes knock out minds in due time/
pressing out chronicles I’m honorable masterful transition spit wisdom
now I'm just jamming how you handling the crossover like Allen Iverson/
be mindful of your surroundings like a jedi son hold cha sword
chop down ya boards whether you cooking, chopping up samples like salads/
now weaponry back never a ballad aimed for the stars, checking down on earth
worth a turf birth prepubescent made man hard head hand hard up on being stone cold/
fold cha flows in papers, sample out cha mind, write out cha binder
rhyme out cha stoop cipher wrecked sets in times more doubted the Lord of Chaos/


Only built for the sick and vicious
spit it delicious, labor of chaos
deadly when I display odds
trying play the lord, get cha diced and accordingly
so remember I am Only built for the sick and vicious