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