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Chronic Illness Video (MV)




Performed By: TriXx
Language: English
Length: 3:27
Written by: Manuel Flores




TriXx - Chronic Illness Lyrics




I was born with chronic illness
Down to the core all will feel this
Won't get bored I am the realist
Open the door or I will kill this
I was born with chronic illness
Down to the core all will feel this
Won't get bored I am the realist
Open the or I will kill this

I got a sickness in the brain I could never tame
Leave me lame
Still the quickest in the game
Bullet train so aim da bring the pain
And I'm Here da Entertain
It's the Slickest in the rain
Drifting out my lane
Hydroplane
Living off the chain
Made da steal the show And I Might go gold
In a Major field called fight so old
His story might grab hold
Its unique, mystique, a freak, hit peak, intriguing
I got a sinking feeling, seeking feelings, will get me leaking ceilings, breaking beams in buildings
What are you revealing
I need some healing
Quite unstable, Cain and Abel, buy at Jabels, quiet fables, no more labels, flip a table
*Gasp*

Some might wanna call me mindless
But I digress
It's not quite confined it's only that I mind less
Kinda hard ta digest
Kinder Hearts a minus
Only if it's blind best
Find us someone who can sign this
Can't Stomach kindness
I ain't got the slidest form a bias
I haven't lied since
(Since what)
My last sentence
I Pop up in da scene like they don't even know
Sent da intervine come to fracture the bone
Relaxing the tone
Be back And alone
Collapsing the dome
Relapsing I'm prone
Giving back the love
I was never shown
Insistin' that list em
Scare little system
Ain't gonna Work with my Wisdom
Perk up frown down
Ain't gonna work this time around
Everything I say is profound
Perfectly place every pronoun
End of the day am I proud now
No
Dead in the clouds so
Heading down the wrong road
Offload every single burden that got hold
I sold my soul for da show

I was born with chronic illness
Down to the core all will feel this
Won't get bored I am the realist
Open the door or I will kill this
I was born with chronic illness
Down to the core all will feel this
Won't get bored I am the realist
Open the or I will kill this

I'm Tryna keep lyricism alive
Ain't nobody want it to survive
Gear the system To thrive
Go grab my knife
Cut lies and uprise
Elevate ta new heights
Decimate a few guys
Better say the two rights
Wanna plead the 5th
Gotta have burgers and fries
Outa peanuts otherwise
Won't suffice
Triple ontongera yea that's right
Amalgamate that ain't so light
Cripple a ton a doubters sight
Wida katana I will fight
Like it or not
The skill that I've got
It was not bought
Not gonna mumble or stumble lot
Never was taught still I was caught With a masterful plot
Not gonna stop
Not gonna
Stop
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I was born with chronic illness
Down to the core all will feel this
Won't get bored I am the realist
Open the door or I will kill this
I was born with chronic illness
Down to the core all will feel this
Won't get bored I am the realist
Open the or I will kill this

I got a sickness in the brain I could never tame
Leave me lame
Still the quickest in the game
Bullet train so aim da bring the pain
And I'm Here da Entertain
It's the Slickest in the rain
Drifting out my lane
Hydroplane
Living off the chain
Made da steal the show And I Might go gold
In a Major field called fight so old
His story might grab hold
Its unique, mystique, a freak, hit peak, intriguing
I got a sinking feeling, seeking feelings, will get me leaking ceilings, breaking beams in buildings
What are you revealing
I need some healing
Quite unstable, Cain and Abel, buy at Jabels, quiet fables, no more labels, flip a table
*Gasp*

Some might wanna call me mindless
But I digress
It's not quite confined it's only that I mind less
Kinda hard ta digest
Kinder Hearts a minus
Only if it's blind best
Find us someone who can sign this
Can't Stomach kindness
I ain't got the slidest form a bias
I haven't lied since
(Since what)
My last sentence
I Pop up in da scene like they don't even know
Sent da intervine come to fracture the bone
Relaxing the tone
Be back And alone
Collapsing the dome
Relapsing I'm prone
Giving back the love
I was never shown
Insistin' that list em
Scare little system
Ain't gonna Work with my Wisdom
Perk up frown down
Ain't gonna work this time around
Everything I say is profound
Perfectly place every pronoun
End of the day am I proud now
No
Dead in the clouds so
Heading down the wrong road
Offload every single burden that got hold
I sold my soul for da show

I was born with chronic illness
Down to the core all will feel this
Won't get bored I am the realist
Open the door or I will kill this
I was born with chronic illness
Down to the core all will feel this
Won't get bored I am the realist
Open the or I will kill this

I'm Tryna keep lyricism alive
Ain't nobody want it to survive
Gear the system To thrive
Go grab my knife
Cut lies and uprise
Elevate ta new heights
Decimate a few guys
Better say the two rights
Wanna plead the 5th
Gotta have burgers and fries
Outa peanuts otherwise
Won't suffice
Triple ontongera yea that's right
Amalgamate that ain't so light
Cripple a ton a doubters sight
Wida katana I will fight
Like it or not
The skill that I've got
It was not bought
Not gonna mumble or stumble lot
Never was taught still I was caught With a masterful plot
Not gonna stop
Not gonna
Stop
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Writer: Manuel Flores
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