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letra de sick and tired - noodah05

[intro]
you know what i’m doing
no cap

[verse 1]
i’m sick and tired, all my n-ggas getting sent away
i’m sick and tired, i ain’t full, i need a bigger plate
(what’s happening, chi chi?)
i’m sick and tired of going to funerals
i talked to [?] on the phone, he said i’m proud of you
and we with this smoke [?] know what he’ll do
i ain’t send no p-ssy boy with that gun, i know that he’ll shoot
he want a life without xan’, i know i feel you
and they been going through some things, they know i feel it too
gotta tell the truth

[chorus]
oh, can you take my pain away?
i been crying but i wanna see better days
treat my gang like an animal locked in a cage
sit on them blocks with a j, they shot him with a k

[verse 2]
i don’t feel the need to grieve, you can see it in my face
i got a need for speed, h-llcat, one day race
them n-ggas p-ssy, thеy ain’t gon’ talk when we be facе to face
i give lil cad the glock and make sure that he eat his face
i don’t f-ck with rats, them n-ggas sing like anita baker
create the situation, i’ma let you meet your maker
told him don’t grieve, don’t cry
when we creep, we slide, you know that somebody dying, oh
[chorus]
oh, can you take my pain away?
i been crying but i wanna see better days
treat my gang like an animal locked in a cage
sit on them blocks with a j, they shot him with a k
she took the d-ck when i’m a on a perc’ but i ain’t gon’ scream rape
i’m in the hood, i stuck to the code, but i ain’t gon’ say it’s safe
became a coach when i was young, i had to make a play
gripping my gun became a route, i had to make a way

[verse 3]
i gotta make it back home, i got lil’ ones to feed
i’m in these streets, i can’t end up on somebody feed
no black chyna but i can’t let them jackboys rob me
without a bottom, i can’t let them n-ggas top me
they shot my unc in front of my uncle, he got memories
i feel that pain in my chest and i can barely breathe
i’ma shoot a video with this stick just like i’m marco steve
i was grinding hard [?]
tell that b-tch call me a dog ’cause i’ma still flee
my grandad wasn’t no musician, but he play with keys
and i was around sh-t that i wasn’t even ‘posed to see
and i become who they said i wasn’t ‘posed to be

[chorus]
oh, can you take my pain away?
i been crying but i wanna see better days
treat my gang like an animal locked in a cage
sit on them blocks with a j, they shot him with a k
she took the d-ck when i’m a on a perc’ but i ain’t gon’ scream rape
i’m in the hood, i stuck to the code, but i ain’t gon’ say it’s safe
became a coach when i was young, i had to make a play
gripping my gun became a route, i had to make a way

- noodah05

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