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sick of this shit - shadow huntaz lyrics

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ayo i hit you with the spilled milk
but don’t cry about it
when you tell your peoples, yo, don’t lie about it
don’t talk about it, be about it
that’s the slogan
raw dog
lost in gray fog
i’m still smokin’
high and hopin’ that i p-ss out
with you garbage mcs
my ch0r- is to take the trash out
bottom, of the ninth, two down, caught the last out
the game’s over
put my picture over your sticker
name over your logo
i’m the real deal, you extinct like the dodo
got a deal with my demo recorded over your promo
fa sho’ though, i live life in the slo mo
but my thoughts, yo they still run faster
runaway slave just bein’ chased by they master
i’m real trouble, hurricanes name me disaster
i rock a party until i crack the plaster
ybb, i’m just a young black b-st-rd
in the hood like crooked cops crack rock and black glocks
pop shots [into press backdrops?]
i’m so underground that i’m d-mn near a black op

[chorus]
sick of this sh-t (sh-t…) x2
i’m sick of this sh-t
i never ran from the klan
i shouldn’t have to run from a black man
i’m sick of this sh-t
hip hop is just a better felt cell block (a cell block)

i’m sick of this sh-t (sh-t…)
(word up…)
(down with the program)
(watch you flip like a renegade)
(i take it to your face)

what time is it?
i can’t tell, too many diamonds in it
boxer porsche, highway, flyin’ in it
paper chase, try and get it
born to the game and dyin’ in it
every dollar i make, i spend it
make my bed and lie in it
but not alone, i call a freak up
double d-cup
come over, pull a seat up and put your feet up
i turn the heat up
half a hour later p-ssy get beat up
now roll the weed up
watch the seed, sl-t, matta fact
get up
pick ya sh-t up and slide out like ya slid in
snake b-tch, good riddance
i’ll call you back when i want to hit the kitten
game has risen from the ashes
of brutal fights and clashes
stay optimistic
know they gl-ss is half full
drink the other half and now i’m past full (p-ss the blunt)
and i take the last pull
i exhale
get a call on my nextel
“this call’s to inform you that you didn’t pay your bill”

[chorus]

(word up)
i’m sick of this sh-t (sick of this sh-t…)

(down wit’ the program)

(watch you flip like a renegade)

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