so over being blue Cryin' over you And I'm so sick of love songs So tired of tears So done with wishing You were still here Said I'm so sick of love
talk real foul and slick Every other sentence is, "You make me sick" Back in the days I was your number one pick Now your heart's hair-broken and that's hard to fix
If we don't got it, I go get it, it ain't a thang And if it's broken, I fix it, I don't complain But now, see, it's gettin' a little out of hand Cook,
Hey Honey, Honey I'm not looking for a quick fix Hey Baby, Baby don't you know that I'm love sick Hey Darlin' Darlin' think it through Baby Baby be quick
the news Crawl right back in the sack girl Had enough of the truth Spend your dollars and roubels Buy a piece of the wall Build it up in your backyard I'm so sick
Yo, I rock the fuck out I don't know 'bout everyone else Whatever we don't make, we gonna take, motherfucker Get this straight and fix your face I ain
you Sick of everything that you put me through And I don't wanna be with you I'm sorry I can't be with you. And that's why I'm leaving you Sick of everything
look I guess I'm your man Oh! My love be quiet and be quick I found a house to live (keep out the weather) I'm blind and I'm sick I heard the sound
the ten shacks where mishaps get fix fast by klick klacks and big bwaps And inside they think rap soft My pen sparks the benchmark I fench off tar No sixteen, no vaccine, I'm so sick
Your heart is broken to your surprise You're sick of crying for blue eyes So tired of living, misunderstood Think hard woman, I think you should Come
Feeling sick And I need a fix The one won't get ________________ The lights are on In heaven no one's home I need to tell Of how I fell Into a one way
Whoa Whoa Feel the heat below my feet I have to go, no time to sleep Can't believe the things you say I turn my head and walk away You make me sick You
Go by Doctor Keller's, tell him you swallowed some perfume Tell him we need him quick, ''cause he may have to testify That you been sick all day and
wished and dreamed You was more than just a fish on string Earned a crown that was fit for queens, you a fix for feens Know what I mean? Got a dude sick
' in stacks, bullets from gats, So I duck, lyrical buck buck, get stuck, I'm jammin' like Smuckers for all you motherfuckers that caused the ruckus, Then I fix
nothin' but a bitch A bitch on my dick 'cause you hoes make me sick Come and get a lick of the dicks do a trick Caught you in the mix with a fix turnin
medicine How I was the basement Mixing up the medicine I'm baaaaaaaack (Santana where you been) I been mixing up the medicine (The game look sick) well
on? Came home and somebody musta broke in the back window And stole two loaded machine guns and both of my trenchcoats Sick, sick dreams of picnic scenes
