SICK OF IT* Songtext
von Jean Dawson

I′ma pull up with a hoodie in my face
Big sweater that will let you dodge 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 be outside
Big bust down, you′re the big blood now
I′ma freak, I'ma creep, I′ma shithead clown

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


I′m 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

What about me?
I'm a little speck of nothing, I can promise I can barely еven breathe
If you see mе 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 opps is mad
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
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