AR the Prophet, Geekgotit - Sick of the Bullsh!t

I'm so sick of the bullshit
Pain on a daily
Yellow eyes man my body ain't Right
I'm so sick of the bullshit
Pain every night It's a battle and My mind ain't right
It Ain't right
It ain't right
But I'm so sick of the bullshit
Pain on a daily
Mind strong I can't let that shit Fade me
DHO on my watermelon ring
Shout out the Goat
Hit Nick Holistic Hemp you want That good smoke
I feel at home when I'm Atlanta
And when I speak I give my Souljah's anthems
Wish they can see Sickle Cell like They view cancer
Shit special
Know my voice a weapon
I speak with aggression
But it's pure passion
Military reactions
Somewhere deep in action Knowing I should be relaxing
With sickle cell I'm living well Hoping for chain reactions
Shit I'm good today tomorrow a Whole other chapter
Bent over backwards
That's how my back feeling
A safe full of canary is how my Eyes looking
Deteriorated Bones on this Thug As Sing in Harmony
I'll meet you at the crossroads so You won't be lonely G
One thang I pray that when I leave That they remember me
Just know I have no fear ready for What's for me
Sick and tired of being sick and Tired from this disease
Too many times you poked too Many times just leave me be
I'm so sick of the bullshit
Pain on a daily
Yellow eyes man my body ain't Right
I'm so sick of the bullshit
Brain evaluations
Cause they think the Souljah's Krazy
You See how they try to play us
Naw it's from that shit that you Gave us
I'm praying daily father save us
This shit enough to dive us Krazy
At this point in life we sick from The medicine
It's gone take a lot of mental Strength to come up out the grips
So many years of abusing this
Chemical dependency
Chemical Imbalance I can't balance Shit
Fresh hunnits they looking at me Like it's counterfeit
Fresh blood from somebody else Body shit
And I can't feel a certain way
Get the fuck up out my face
Sick and tired of this place
Sick and tired of you racist
You showed us time and time that You don't give a fuck about us man
Fuck y'all
I'm so sick of the bullshit
Pain on a daily
Yellow eyes man my body ain't Right
I'm so sick of the bullshit
Pain every night It's a battle and My mind ain't right
It ain't right
It ain't right
But I'm so sick of the bullshit
We need to get treated better
We just need to get treated better

Written by:
DeMitrious Wyant, Marquia Perry

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