Letras:
Brotha Lynch Hung Season Of Da Siccness

my momma tried to take me out the game By heating up some Brandy and taking it to the dome because I came; With the siccness and it's just the dank that

' your son's dick That's the mothafuckin' Siccness. So, ya mothafuckas don't ya forget that shit And don't forget where the Sicc came from That nigga Lynch

Even my momma tried to take me out the game By heating up some Brandy and taking it to the dome because I came; With the siccness and it's just the dank

Locc to da brain insane every day all day it's E-B-K Where niggaz load they straps cause the rival's on the way [Verse 5: Brotha Lynch Hung] You can

And watch them baby's brains Drip out that fetus Bleed, it's that nigga that kill 'em I'll fill 'em all full for that sicc reason Season of da siccness

the mothafuckin' Siccness... So, ya mothafuckas don't ya forget that shit... And don't forget where the Sicc came from... That nigga Lynch... [Brotha Lynch Hung

shit so thick this nigga run loccs up on you almost daily For the digs then I'm off dick grow soft with lynch I'm chewin up babies We gonna stay sicc