Lyrics:
you
And now, let the weak say "I am strong,"
Let the poor say "I am rich,"
I believe He will do it,
So I'm gonna praise Him
Now, let the sick say
a video, the beat is so sick"
Well I did, I hope you seen it
It's on MTV, Soundtrakk's a genius
Love from Tony Hawk, beef from the Ice Creamaz
Before we
the spirts you know)
(So, definitely believe in the higher powers)
('Cause I'm just, little ol' human, you know)
Cody says he didn't start the fire
His
This that, fire!
It's your man Bambino, Sick Boi thriller
King of fly rappers, there ain't none iller
I'm into fly sneakers, colors like Gullies
So
boyfriends
And I've been so you-sick
So I made this music
Even tho I know you hate my songs
I think you'd find amusing
How I'm feeling you-sick
Ye
a strength I want to
I must hang on to your hand
Maybe by the time I'm fifty
I'll get up and do a nifty
Alright, I'll show you again
Now remember, three
fuck it
I'm just so sick of the heartbreak
I find a solution and it's taken away
I'm just so sick of the heartache
I never ever want to be awake again
You keep talkin bout my shoes
But my shoes don't make me money
Now why you actin so hysterical
I'm so much more than material
Don't get mad if I
You never fucked with someone who writes songs?
I won't use your name if you feel like it don't belong
But I'm just so inspired by the way you wear
taken it's toll
Loneliness, all that I fucking know
I'm just so sick of being me
And if you feel the same
Welcome to my family
Blurry words through harsh
To anybody that embody the love for they kids, keep the family away
They lookin' at you too if you standin' by him, keep the family away
I'm lookin' to shoot
till I get a drink.
I'm drunk today and I'm rarely sober,
A handsome rover from town to town.
Oh but I am sick now and my days are numbered
Come
measure every girl by these video women
I'm sick of all they constant bouncin then they say
We disrespectful 'cause we crave em with our instant
Pouncin
a strength I want to
I must hang on to your hand
Maybe by the time I'm fifty
I'll get up and do a nifty
Alright, I'll show you again
Now remember, three
I just got paid, Im gonna blow it on some video games
I cut my hair because I get so sick of looking the same
Rest in peace attention span
It ain't nothing but a party here
From the early evening til the break of day
So step this way and let your mind be free
And by the way "welcome
It ain't nothing but a party here
From the early evening til the break of day
So step this way and let your mind be free
And by the way...
Mary
I wanna make you happy
But you just don’t see it
I wanna be around, babe
But I’m so tired of competing
We say all the wrong things
Till we
powders, faded
Get it over the counter, I'm stuck on the browsers like how did I make it
These bitches don't know me, this shit is so lonely until she get
Then Nate got taken away by the state at eight years old
And that's when I realized you were sick and it wasn't fixable or changeable
And to this day
lower
Quicksand's got no sense of humor
I'm still laughing like hell
You think that by cryin' to me
Lookin' so sorry that I'm gonna believe
You've
Something that will light those ears
I'm sick of all the insincere
So I'm gonna give all my secrets away
This time don't need another perfect lie
Don't care
In my bed girl
Haunted by you
In my head girl i
I'm so sick of love
I'm so sick of love
I'm so sick of love
I'm sick of love
I'm so sick of love
I'm so
I'm lookin' through the face of God
I can't even begin to understand why I'm so odd
Did everythin' I could to fit in, man, I really tried, but was
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