Sick of everything you say Sick of everything you do Sick of all your opinions Yeah, I'm sick of you Sick of all your politics Sick of the things
ya Remember this, real niggas don't rhyme we walk up and buck ya Stuck ya in the head, rush ya Trife niggas knife you, seven venoms fight you Your life
game and how to be responsible But back then I couldn't see it I wanted to be a grown man at fourteen so the kid's leavin' And ended up in a big fight
World up, raze it up Raze, raze, raze it up Ra, raze, raze it up Ra, ra, ra, raze it up Ra, ra, ra Raze it up, up
) Chuck Taylors and fat laces And 211's and dope cases And pit fights and street races (So serious) I'm tattooed and slugged up Absolutely fucked up
all out Let's talk about tit What, yeah, now put ya hands up Uh, what, now put ya hands up Put ya hands up Now get ya back up off the wall I'm better
go Yeah, I'm ready to fight for the scene of my life I think I'm ready to fight I think I'm ready to fight for the scene of my life I think I'm ready
shocked me show me what's happenin she wants me always ready for action Murs: i got a restraining order on my ex-girlfriend we had a fight she pulled the knife
Oh well, what the heck, I just cleaned up the mess Opened up the closet, got the bullet-proof west Loaded up the sawed-off, the double-barrel The rambo knife
plenty That's how I justify it in my own mental riot You're well fed and I'm about to die from this diet So you be quiet, and give up all your shit calmly
fingers picking up finds Bruised with a motherless childish mind To be kind in the line of design without a proper subject Got all apologies Signed up
touch ya Remember this, real niggas don't rhyme we walk up and buck ya Stuck ya in the head, rush ya Trife niggas knife you, seven venoms fight you Your
FED's on tape You got a close friend you down with him, for life that's a fact But everytime you turn around, he got his knife in your back You taking
betta raze it up All my hoods' on the block better raze it up All my peoples locked up better raze up You better raze it up You better raze it up [Sonsee
game and how to be responsible But back then I couldn't see it I wanted to be a grown man at fourteen so the kid's leavin' and ended up in a big fight
when I stab and swing, slice jupiter, slash saturns rings splinter venus, then leave the man in the moon wounded in operating rooms being fed by intravenus
