Lyrics:
I heard payback's a motherfucking nigga
That's why I'm sick of gettin' treated like a goddamn stepchild
Fuck a punk cause I ain't him
You gotta deal
mind is indifferent
Hey - I'm so weak, won't somebody shut off that light?
Electricity runs through the video
And I watch it from this hole I call
I heard payback's a motherf***ing n****
That's why I'm sick of gettin treated like a goddamn stepchild
F*** a punk cause I ain't him
You gotta
take away the drugs
And I had to find out who I really was
Who I really wasn't
So sick of who I was becoming
Yeah, tired of running
Time to look
mind is indifferent
Hey - I'm so weak, won't somebody shut off that light?
Electricity runs through the video
And I watch it from this hole I call
basement (ha ha)
Feminist women love Eminem
"Chicka, chicka, chicka, Slim Shady, I'm sick of him
Look at him, walkin' around, grabbin' his you-know-what
girl from your video
My worth is not determined by the price of my clothes
No matter what I'm wearing I will always be
India.Arie
Am I less
or me
I find that I can't see the difference
When are these changes going to stick
Eating my words is making me sick
Some of the time
I'm practically
even paint my toes
It really just depends on whatever feels good in my soul
Chorus
I'm not the average girl from your video
And I ain't built like
girl from your video
My worth is not determined by the price of my clothes
No matter what I'm wearing I will always be
India.Arie
Am I less
to hear
Somethin' that'll 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
hardly stand
Hidin' by day in the mountains movin' with the moon on the land
I'm hoping to find my freedom in a world that wants me dead
The girl
a bitch with no ass, you ain't got shit
Motherfucker, I'm ill not sick
And I'm okay, but my watch sick
Yeah, my drop sick
Yeah, my Glock sick
And my
Yeah, it's your Video-Game
Falling short
Can't tell what's reality anymore
Call me by name now
But I'm not sure if I believe yah
Like my buttons
You
I can't seem to get you off my mind
Turn on the station, but I'm still facing you and
Everybody seems to lost their mind
It's hard to handle, so
sick
I'm sick im sick or else im high I'll fuck you over bleed you dry Got no friends n i know why
I'll stab your back so I'll get by Im sick so
Waiting by the side of the road
For day to break so we could go
Down into Los Angeles
With dirty hands and worn out knees
I keep crawling back
bullshittin'
Dope - like a pound or a key
So shut the fuck up and listen to me
I make a killin'
I got money to the ceilin' [why's that?]
Cuz I'm
Waiting by the side of the road
For day to break so we could go
Down into Los Angeles
With dirty hands and worn out knees
I keep crawling back
mothafuckin' Auto-Tune, so let's talk about it (let's talk about it)
I'm sick of your mumble rap mouth
Need to get the cock up out it before we can even talk
which was so strange
because
even if I don't like reunions I've always loved Billy
I'm so glad he's working
I mean it's different than Ondine
He
a fuck
My identity, and the shit is gettin' shown
Without a video I'm still gettin' on
I'm at a show then my picture is takin'
One click of the flash
which was so strange
because
even if I don't like reunions I've always loved Billy
I'm so glad he's working
I mean it's different than Ondine
He
bad at home
Lord I'm sick of work
So tonight I took a turn for the worse
Left was home
Right was wrong
And you can bet by now she knows which
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