Discover the poetic beauty in ‘The Sickness’ by 3X Krazy. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of 3X Krazy or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
Right back at cha!
Uh, 3 Times!
Let these fools know they fuckin’ wit’ Mobb Life!
You know, BA, Mr Kamakazie
Keek Da Sneak, Sneaky One
Ager Man, my boy
Three times
First off all
I got no time for these bitches that’s smilin’ all in my face
These niggas like bitches be fake,
From head to toe laced up wit hate, nigga
I’m a playa!
Ridin’, ’cause fake niggas be scary liers
Runnin’ tired
Got me strapped up in a zone to open fire
You got killas, we got killas to play the game of cash
Too many softies tryin’ to copy, but now I’m up in they ass
See mama raised me to be a leader, so mothafucka’ follow me
When the funk go down we ridin’ deep,
Wit a, I got you, an a you get me
Fear no man but God, so if it’s on, it’s on
Cowards can come an get ya, but I’ma get ya later on
I’m all bout me an mine
F*ck the snitches, f*ck the bitches
Keep an out when we ride
’cause we on a mission for riches
Nigga feel this, laced up by realas, dealas an killas
That give a f*ck about ya feelin’s, ’cause nigga it’s strictly business
Nigga what? Back up off me you softie
I’m a cold piece of work like a dope fiend when
You bitch niggas try to cross me
The Sickness of a million niggas
Envy the enemy
The remedy mack nine leave ya mind froze
An blind fold, an tied up in a truck
That says three times! fa ya mind hoe
An they find foes in a Cutlass sweet
Destruction of East
The Sickness of a million niggas
Envy the enemy
The remedy mack nine leave ya mind froze
An blind fold, an tied up in a truck
That says three times! fa ya mind hoe
An they find foes in a Cutlass sweet
Destruction of East
K-are-A-Z-why just fuckin’ it up everytime
It’s trip gold an shine
(an I) keeps my nine
You gettin’ robbed nigga
I put that on the Mobb nigga
So don’t be slippin
Hatin’ an seregatin an thought them youngstas wasn’t trippin’
Do G’s get to go?
When the weapons hit the spot
An all you damn impersonators gotta pay
Get fucked wit an A-K
Bitch you bit it
On the verge im steady
No longer ready
See yous a poodle
An when you see them niggas betta’ up ya shit
An yous a cut ho
Jew-els an’ all
Burbons an Harleys
Reported stolen, you bitches so niggas is ridin’ Charlie
Lavishly coordinated, this family tree
Paraphanalia 2 Tha MOB
Got it tatted on my stomach
Three Times! When I run it
An’ that’s what I’m sizzilin gettin’ them bucks
An ain’t no bitch gettin’ free f*ck
It’s AOB for the Nine-say whaaa?!
In the cut
Throw out my dezzle
Tryin’ to get off the hizzle
Til the next nigga rizzle
What the f*ck he talkin’ bout “pull pistols”?
What fizzle?
You gotta minute
Pulled him over, I shot his ass
Two left, so I bounced in
Want to hit the bomb? Bitch hold ya breath
The Sickness of a million niggas
Envy the enemy
The remedy mack nine leave ya mind froze
An blind fold, an tied up in a truck
That says three times! fa ya mind hoe
An they find foes in a Cutlass sweet
Destruction of East
The Sickness of a million niggas
Envy the enemy
The remedy mack nine leave ya mind froze
An blind fold, an tied up in a truck
That says three times! fa ya mind hoe
An they find foes in a Cutlass sweet
Destruction of East
Nigga what?
We come out the cuts an f*ck shit up like straight mobbstas
Niggas is dyin’ to die but ready to ride like Face Mobbstas
Boy, ya feelin’ this gangsta paradise?
Dealin’ we shakin’ the dice an watch you end it wit yo life
We sold a gang a Buddha like Hawaii
You juss a cutie, you actin like them groupies
So you dyin’ to tell a hoochie jus’ a bootsie nigga
I hate niggas that’s down to rape niggas wit bitches
You steadily stackin’ ya chips but bumpin’ ya gums to all them bitches
Nigga I know you love to hate us
Boy ya should wake up
Before we touch ya fuckin’ face up like mascara make-up
We stackin’ more chips than in casinos
Dippin’ in Reno
Mad ’cause we pocketed all them see-Notes
Nigga crack some cee-low
Shoot ya shottie an get forgotten
‘Cause me an my peoples gon’ get ya peoples an gets to mobbin’
The Sickness of a million niggas
Envy the enemy
The remedy mack nine leave ya mind froze
An blind fold, an tied up in a truck
That says three times! fa ya mind hoe
An they find foes in a Cutlass sweet
Destruction of East
The Sickness of a million niggas
Envy the enemy
The remedy mack nine leave ya mind froze
An blind fold, an tied up in a truck
That says three times! fa ya mind hoe
An they find foes in a Cutlass sweet
Destruction of East
Mobb jus’ like a mothafuckin’ body blow or somethin’
No hittin’ nigga wit this, 3 Times shit!
You know, can you handle it?
‘Cause a mutha fucka might fold up an fumble
Oops!
Steppin’ on niggas, you know
Crawlin’ on niggas, but then we steppin’ now
Sucka’ ass!