[Slush the Villain]
Damn I'm f*ckin sick of this shit
All up in the studio homes
I'm asking you
Why do I got to keep blastin on these mothaf*ckas
I'm f*ckin sick and tired of you punk made bitches
F*ck em all.... buck em all
Cause I'm letting you know
That lyricly I'm a blow mothaf*cka
I'm sick and tired of this shit
I'm always how more can it be
Get in side of your bed before
It's more you'll see
Quit toyin with me
I'm sick and tired of this shit
I feel a yearnin and a burning
I'ma ride on your bitch
And fire on you bitch
Cause I'm lettin you know
F*ckin with me homie
Your head is gon blow
So f*ck em all
Can't you see I'm eternal when I rhyme
Even if I'm threw and die I'm a live mothaf*ckas
Intoxicated and high mnothaf*ckas
So when you see me I don't lie mothaf*ckas
I thought I told you I was a soldier can you see
Army fatigues and tattos on my shoulders
SD on my mothaf*ckin skin imprinted
Can't you see til the day I die I'm representin
This mothaf*ckin cliq that I hang with
HK be the mothaf*ckin cliq that I bang
And hang with the homie get high
Ready for the enemy to ride
I'm sick and tired
Tryin to make a million and shit
Tryin to lyricaly make a killin and shit
Mister producer are you finished mixin it down
Cause I'm ready to put this shit it in now
Drop a hit on em now
Lryicaly like rain I'm droppin on
I'm callin on you
Clockin G's I'm ballin on you
I'm sick and tired
Of these bicthes
I'm sick and tired
Of not having these riches
I'm sick and tired
Of these bitches
I'm sick and tired
Of tryin to hang homes
I'm sick and tired
Of bein all up in this game tryin to slang homes
I'm sick and tired
Of Bein all in the street
I'm sick and tired
Of being at home with nothin to eat
I'm sick and tired
Of this mothaf*ckin bull shit
I'm sick and tired
Of everybody so home boy I'm about to pull it
[gun shots]