Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sick, artist - Jarren Benton.
Date of issue: 27.06.2012
Song language: English
Sick |
Yeah, sick of pain, I’m sick of losing, sick of boozing |
Sick of pussy ass niggas, man, I’m sick of music |
Sick of radio gypping us out of airtime |
Sick of this fucking barber that’s bringing back my hairline |
Sick of niggas saying, «J, you need a sicker single |
You know, something for the club, with a catchy jingle» |
Sick of skinny jeans, I’m sipping promethazine |
I throw this molotov cocktail at your limousine |
Sick of being broke, sick of rappers saying |
«If I weren’t rapping I’d prolly be out selling coke» |
Sick of republicans hating on Obama |
Yet I’m sick of Obama, sick of fucking your mama, nigga |
Sick of jerkin' off, sick of ramen noodles |
This is fight back music, get your moms approval |
beautiful, nervous, biting my cuticles |
Body these fucking rappers and have a seat at their funeral |
Sick of MTV not playing videos |
Sick of niggas getting on with bullshit material |
I’m sick of hating on niggas that’s getting on |
By the time I’m done writing I’m fucking sick of the song |
I’m sick of flicking this needle inside my palm |
To get me that quick fix, I stick the shit in my arm |
I’m a bomb getting ready to detonate |
Got my hand on a razor blade and I’m coming right for your face |
Uh, I’m sick of worrying, sick of stressing |
Sick of bill collectors saying «We're sending you to collections» |
Jarren Benton, sick as an infection |
Sick of being lost with no direction |
Sick of fucking hoes with no protection, sick as Riggs on Lethal Weapon |
Damien, eat 'em up for breakfast |
Evil presence, 9 milli', MAC-10, MAC-11 |
Pack a weapon, crack his melon, faggots yellin', tattle tellin' |
You niggas pussy as Ellen |
I’m illy, still at it, nah, nigga, I’m Illmatic |
Fiendin' for microphones, I’m a real addict |
Sick of trippin', brains missing |
Stick the clip in, fuck this shit, nigga, I’m sick of living |
«You know, I—I said a lot of stuff about where I was gonna go, what I was gonna |
be and —I just wanted you to know that, uh, I wasn’t giving you some kind of |
line, you know, that I meant it.» |
«I never wanted to be famous, I just, uh… I didn’t expect to be so… wow… |
ordinary.» |
«No, this is not about me, this is about us. |
We always said we would change the |
world, now is our chance. |
You don’t make history by following the rules, |
you make it by seizing the moment.» |
«I'll see you… in a few.» |