Jean Dawson - SICK OF IT*

I'ma pull up with a hoodie in my face
Big sweater that will let you duck the case
My nigga, don't look at me in the face
My homies throwing gang signs
Bad in my head, I'ma hide
'Cause I can't beat this side
Big bust down, you're the big blood now
I'm a freak, I'm a creep, I'm a shithead clown

Keep a hood on my head
Walk like I'm dead
Walk like I'm cement
All-black forces

(I'm) sick of it (sick of), on the cliff
Nosedive, I'm the new black oblivion
Off the shit, over it
Live and die with my motherfuckin' happiness

What about me?
I'm a little speck of nothing
I can promise I can barely even breathe
If you see me out in public
You can come and get some love in HD

Keep a hood on my head
Walk like I'm dead
Walk like I'm cement
All-black forces

Sick of it, on the cliff
Nosedive, I'm the new black oblivion
Off the shit, over it
Live and die with my motherfuckin' happiness
(I'm) sick of it (sick of), on the cliff
Nosedive, I'm the new black oblivion
Off the shit, over it
Live and die with my motherfuckin' happiness

Written by:
David Dwan Sanders

Publisher:
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