be free and easy I just don't work like that I'm not like that look into my eyes, it burns inside when I view the world I see the lies sometimes it can
Traduzione: Sick Of It All. Tutte le mie benedizioni.
I drop it off and it come right back I get it in the morning I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired of being broke I'm sick of this sequel Man I
me hang with the brothers I grew up with Trying to keep my head up and stay strong All my homies slanging yayo all day long But they wrong, so I'm
sellin pussy on CD's The future prophecy is to bring back originality Within ya musical chemistry, wack ass niggaz [Born Justice] Yo, fuck y'all bitch niggaz All y'all
some really really sick shit The Rolls, the roof gone, your flows, they're lukewarm It's why you're not me; nah-nana-nah-nah! She like the kid, my lifestyle
library That you need to rotate the soil To get real plump, read tomatoes Oh, and one more thing My hobby is moyda Two, three, four I'm a sick man My hobby is moyda My
deceit, deceit [Record Scratch out] "Getting dusty in the cellar" [Verse 1: Aesop Rock] Yo I was thinking about my sick friend Stringing a ring around my
reach my dreams Just faith; do little with it, nothing without it Replace Show & A? I doubt it, we're here forever I'm brainstormin, let it hang out when
It, I Still Write Sometimes For The Fun Of It, Copy Cats Ill Have None Of It, And Ill Find Out If Your Gunning It, So Haters Please Stop Running It,
ah me head , dem want it so the gun wey dem bury dig up from where dem plant it and dem say dem ah go bust it pon me and it nah stick with dem dutty mucky
though his joints are clogged with rust My youth is slipping, my youth is slipping away Safe in monotony, so safe, day after day Count your blessings My youth is slipping, my
vest in My lyrical Mack-10, spit flows that kill men It's the Midwest y'all, we aimin' at all y'all We the ball til we fall or it's nothin' at all So
gotta be out by da 7th man I'm sick and tired of dis mess... it's like god is akin' my blessings bad luck is all in my presents... fuck round n I gotta
Tell me how it feels---when it's on in the whirlwind Do you know the deal---when it's on in the whirlwind You've got to keep it real-when it's on in the
