Айма СiК (Remix Staabsworth) (v2)

[intro] Got a certificate - illness on thighs (flowing) My symptoms, everyone heard - everyone knows, Stained with a bloody cough - yes. (Bleagh Bleagh-Bleagh BleaghBleagh!) [verse 1] I'm sick! I'm sick! I'm sick! Yeah, clap me on the shoulderuuuu! I'm an example of "head blockage", A nuclear example of how to talk nonsense!!! I'm sick! I'm sick! I'm sick! [The group shouts: "Coals! NO HANDS!!!"] [verse 2] So pack your bags and get the f...k out, I've taken the role of "daddy"! "Well, you tried..." - that'll be my comment. Get your ass kicked?! On call... cop: "It's a shame you're sick, I'd put you in jail - please, keep "slapping"". [chorus] [scream] I'm sick! I'm sick! I'm sick! Yeah, pat me on the shoulder! I'm an example of "head clog", A nuclear example of how to talk nonsense!!! I'm sick! I'm sick! I'm sick! [bridge] My putty is your "beep"; How you talk on the phone, through my hot dog! (What?!) Well, I think it's time for me to go, time-limited whore, as soon as I get my salary... - In short - we'll see you SOON. (Ha-ha!) (Sending letters with immeasurable hatred! Whew~) [chorus] [scream] I'm sick! I'm sick! I'm sick! Yeah, clap me on the shoulder! I'm an example of "head clog", A nuclear example of how to talk nonsense!!! I'm sick! I'm sick! I'm sick! [outro hard scretching] [bass hard] [End]