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Sick In The Head Lyrics - Rub - Peaches

Rolling up on attitude and puffin' my chest 

Going out, you haven't seen the worst of me yet 

They call me a threat, say I aim to test 

I call it as I see it, fuck that cheap rhetoric 

 

Ooh ah, ooh ah, go back to bed 

Ooh ah, ooh, you're sick in the head 

Ooh ah, ooh ah, go back to bed 

Ooh ah, ooh, you're sick in the head 

 

Every bead of sweat is gonna rip base 

Every deal is dirty get a grip mace 

Put in your place, soot in your face 

Piling up the power, pick it up, pick the pace 

 

Ooh ah, ooh ah, go back to bed 

Ooh ah, ooh, you're sick in the head 

Ooh ah, ooh ah, go back to bed 

Ooh ah, ooh, you're sick in the head 

 

Hey-hey-hey-hey 

Hey-hey-hey-hey 

Hey-hey-hey-hey 

Hey-hey-hey-hey 

 

Rolling up on attitude and puffin' my chest 

Going out, you haven't seen the worst of me yet 

They call me a threat, say I aim to test 

I call it as I see it, fuck that cheap rhetoric 

 

Ooh ah, ooh ah, go back to bed 

Ooh ah, ooh, you're sick in the head 

Ooh ah, ooh ah, go back to bed 

Ooh ah, ooh, you're sick in the head 

 

Aaaaaah! 

 

I could never understand the trust in politicians, boring 

They say lead but mission always lead itself to shitty whoring 

You could go into performing, better than the lives destroying 

I beg you to think, imploring, 'cause I know your head is sick 

 

I could never understand the trust in politicians, boring 

They say lead but mission always lead itself to shitty whoring 

You could go into performing, better than the lives destroying 

I beg you to think, imploring, 'cause I know your head is sick 

 

(Hey-hey-hey-hey) I know your head is sick 

(Hey-hey-hey-hey) I know your head is sick 

(Hey-hey-hey-hey) I know your head is sick 

(Hey-hey-hey-hey) I know your head is sick 

 

Every bead of sweat is gonna rip base 

Every deal is dirty, get a grip mace 

Put in your place, soot in your face 

Piling up the power, pick it up, pick the pace 

 

Ooh ah, ooh ah, go back to bed 

Ooh ah, ooh, you're sick in the head 

Ooh ah, ooh ah, go back to bed 

Ooh ah, ooh, you're sick in the head 

 

(Ooh, go back to bed) 

(Ooh, sick in the head) 

(Ooh, go back to bed) 

(Ooh, sick in the head) 

(Ooh, ooh) 

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