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letra de sick & tired - zach brunotte

i’m just tryina’ be m, i’m tired of all the fake
i been saying it’s my time, i’m tired of being late
i’m tired of falling asleep, exhausted every night
i’m tired of this darkness, like, who cut out the lights?
i’m tired of being broke, i’m tired of losing hope
i’m tired of these cards, man i think i’m ’bout to fold
reshuffle the deck, give me a new hand
clear out all this debt, man i need some new plans
been in college 5 years, about to get a degree
but i’m 50k in debt, education ain’t cheap
am i even gonna use it, i rather be a rapper but
i’m sick and tired f p-ssing on my p-ssions, look
i’m sick and tired of putting everyone first
but as soon as i need something not a sound can be heard
but maybe it’s my faul, i don’t put myself out there
well now i’m finally asking yo, is anybody out there?
anybody out there? anybody else care?
is anybody else sick and tired of this warfare?
the worlds gone crazy man i’m losing my mind
i see these kids dying, got me dying inside
wars out in syria, israel, palestine
and it’s homeless folks on every block in america
good people starving, politicians crooked
cops out here k!lling, but ain’t n0body looking
they say black on black crime, what’s that even mean?
i see man vs mankind, so i pick up my sling
i pick up my stones, it’s every man for himself
in this material world, everybody after wealth
i’m just tryina’ survive, maintain good health but
i’m getting sick, from living in this h-ll
used to be at peace, until we all fell
angels out of heaven, yo these demons is real
got me fighting everyday, i’m tired but i pray
got me down on my knees, and to the lord i beg
i ain’t no perfect man, but lord don’t forsake me
i’m gettin’ tired lately, in and out i’m dazing
look to the stars i’m gazing, try not to lose faith see
i’m getting sick of all this bull, spitting what i’m facing
face struggles daily, wipe the sweat off my face
i gotta keep on racing, gotta pick up my pace
don’t you dare slow down, don’t you stop running
you gon’ get to the promised land, don’t let ’em tell you nothing
give it everything you got, be the best you can
better climb in that ring, get your gloves on champ
it’s now or it’s never, tomorrow ain’t promised
so i’m out here living, everyday like it’s my last
so don’t let the time p-ss, chase your dreams
live for what matters, forgive your family
don’t do ya brother wrong just to get another check
one day that check gon’ bounce, and ya ain’t gon’ have no respect
’cause don’t n0body in america, respect a poor man
but i rather be rich in spirit, living in the streets when it’s pouring
than to have billion dollars, and be a p-ss poor human
better check what you value in this world while you living
they all wanna take, but ain’t n0body giving
i’m sick of the selfishness, in these corporations
they increase your credit line, and spin it like it’s a gift
like, “here’s some more money for everything on your wish list”
holidays ain’t for family, i’m at the office working
taking calls from angry customers that wanna purchase
like get off the phone, go be with your family
but you the reason i got a job, i’m finally understanding see
it’s all against our will, it’s the cycle of financials
our country digs us into debt, then watches us fight like animals
i’m sick and tired

- zach brunotte

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