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Pre-decided by your blinded eyes
Blinkered visions from a narrow mind
Fuels your anger and the wrath inside

You make me sick, you make me sick, you make me
idea and twisted it
Bandwagon prophets are what you see
Another fucking program for MTV
Political correctness makes me sick
They took a good idea
that's how all my niggas know
Blowin dro on 24's
That's how all my niggas roll

In a drop top Chevy with the roof wide open my partners looking at me
how all my niggas know
Blowin dro, 24s, that's how all my niggas roll

In a drop top chevy with the roof wide open
My partners looking at me to see
don't see them suckers
I ain't gon lie, man my shit tight
Hoes jocking, got 'em stopping like a red light

Wake me up, this a sick dream
Got the Alpine
to make life hell on a daily basis

It's a sick sad world because kids like me are bullied physically and mentally  every day to the point where they want
You only walk where you are led
Cunning devils creeping in
Their ideas are now your plans

And now, my fever's breaking like a vow
It makes me so
Sick, sick, sick, it's sick, sick, sick

[Chorus]
You made a mess of things
My what a mess you've made
I hate the way you make me feel
I hate
then gets ruined by you fucking slobs

It's classical, anyway

I can't help it, it makes me so sick
Over and over, it sits stiff
Bound with no
only locals-notice
Make the bitches disappear hocus-pocus

See you don't normally do it, but you gon' do it for me
He don't know it mean more for me
These ghosts are good at what they do. haunting hallways floors imprinted by 24 years of footsteps. the ceiling is wearing thin and any day it
disarray

I got hit by the dreamers disease, where by your big ideas
Don't make connection with your buckling knees
And saw the greed and we agreed that it
right in me
The wound has grown by the years
Home haunts the children
Which makes me sick til' I die
then gets ruined by you fucking slobs

It's classical, anyway

I can't help it, it makes me so sick
Over and over, it sits stiff
Bound with no
then gets ruined by you fucking slobs

It's classical, anyway

I can't help it, it makes me so sick
Over and over, it sits stiff
Bound with no
rhythm is sick

now the problem with you MC's today is you're too emotional
you have no devotion to the social bug spread 
by the words you said
have mercy, why me, I know you ain't make no mistake
But look at what a brother down here goin through for yo sake

[ Charlie Wilson ]
You have no
dying
I hope you'll be by me then

As a young man I was afraid
Of my life
Oh what would I make
I will make Iove
What will I hate
What better sweet
on 24's
Give me a warning ticket, letting me go
Cause you can tell by the jewels that I ain't an average Joe
Cause I meet fresh dimes daily
You burn me
on 24's
Give me a warning ticket, letting me go
Cause you can tell by the jewels that I ain't an average Joe
Cause I meet fresh dimes daily
You burn me
on 24's
Give me a warning ticket, letting me go
Cause you can tell by the jewels that I ain't an average Joe
Cause I meet fresh dimes daily
You burn me
and 24's
Where I'm from that's what we live for, the ghetto so

If you're livin' in the ghetto and you're feelin' me
Let me hear you say oh, oh, oh, oh
a witch off her broom

We slither on in and shed our skin
Make our way into the bump and the grind
So I'm passing by, she gives me the eye
So I stop
a witch off her broom

We slither on in and shed our skin
Make our way into the bump and the grind
So I'm passing by, she gives me the eye
So I stop
there's whites, separated by the green
After five hundred years, think we play for the same team
Smokescreen, make the president a black guy
It ain't no