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sick and tierd - steph lacroix lyrics

man sick and tired of living is life
cause his head is full of memorise of his f-ck’d up life
man sick and tired of living is life
cause his head is full of memorise of his f-ck’d up life

when i die,sh-t im talking bout my death
cause im a f-cking peice of sh-t
aint hard to say it cause im tired of this f-cking life
i dunno where to go
in heaven where’s the goody too gody with the white suit
and that whit toxy
or should i go h-ll where your pimpin with that black suite
and that black hoodie
in a thaught about it i wanna go
to that perfect place where 2pac and biggie
are smoking that big blunty
or to that place where marylin monroe is showing that p-ssy
cause god is probobly a real strict b-tch
no packing gats and not getting my d-ck licked
and saddam or whatever your f-cking name is b-tch
we can pack gats and get are d-ck licked
and there aint no f-cking rules to get are -ss wip’d
we can pack that sh-t,shoot that b-tch,kill that b-tch
hoe’s can tell uss to stop that sh-t we can say f-ck that sh-t

man sick and tired of living is life
cause his head is full of memorise of his f-ck’d up life

i cant beleive suicide is going through my f-cking mind
cause right now something is telling me to slit my wirst
and end my life with all this bullsh-t going on
i just want won thing at my memorial
to get my face and pablo written on a big wall
and that song when im gone
i wonder if i f-cking die
if my f-cking eye’s are gona cry
i hope i f-cking die,its only a f-cking worthless life
gone and n-body is gona miss it
cause im just a f-cking peice of sh-t
i wanna f-cking die and come a black guy
so when i wear bagy cloths
and my pants are wearing low
n-body would call me a poser
or a f-cking wiger
i wanna f-cking be gone
cause there’s a f-cking paper saying that your done
when i was young my perants kiss’d me lots of time’s
these f-cking days im coming drunk and stoned
at home sometimes
so thats why the memorise are killing me
so please somebody load that gat pull that triger and kill me
i wonder if i die,if my friends are gona cry
or there only using me for the laughing that im trying
i wonder if my beauty family thaught of given me and abortion
if they did they dident make that good disision
cause im still f-cking livin

man sick and tired of living is life
cause his head is full of memorise of his f-ck’d up life
man sick and tired of living is life
cause his head is full of memorise of his f-ck’d up life

that’s what happens when your doing good
and that won day somebody offers u a duby
and u feel so f-cking stoned
that you p-ss out on the ground
everybody is laughing at you saying whats going on
and your lying there f-cking dead
when i mean dead i mean grave yard dead (dead,dead,dead)

stephane lacroix 15 years old
wednesday,feburary 1st 2006 12.52am

- steph lacroix lyrics

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