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wit' her
My new chick so bad I’m going to church
Wake up, blow gas, get straight to work
Tried to play yo song it was ass and too much purp
I play my

I heard that you missed me
Why don't you come here and just kiss me?
I heard you missed these kinds of songs
I'm sick of the love songs,
I'm sick

the Dail pecked the bones off my meat
And if you can't join them Rob them so I guess I'm a thief
Yeah, vultures and thieves
This whole countries run by

Witchy Witchy Witchy
Drip slip the flow is so slipper
Aim for they heads end it Kennedy
Tell em go home cause they sick of me
I swear every line is

Fuck on the floor, neighbors hitting the ceiling 
In her so deep, had to say fuck her feelings
Bitch I'm too cold but that don't mean we chillin'
I ain't

killin' it (Yea I'm killin' it)

And I can't help myself
I'm trippin but oh well
My drip so sick need help
I don't need no one else

I'm livin' on my own

Catchin all the eyes I'm makin these hoes mad sick
Young fly gay nigga out here makin figgas
Go figure my fit makin niggas bitter
Not bitter do better make

has been won cos feds Could never take this prisoner
Living this cold life made man stronger So I'm embracing winter
I don't need designer clothes mum

Will I turn pain into praises
So I am saved by his graces One day I'll sing with the angels, my God

I'm so angry, I'm angry Will I turn pain into

here to set things right!
Got a chip on my shoulder, I'm the prick you can't ignore!
Ain't confined by your sick words, no, not anymore!
I'll chew you

the shit?
I came to bring you the news
I ain't the one, some two-timers got your numerals confused
She likes the way I'm rhyming, so I get oodles of nudes

Looking at the numbers they large
Get me out of the dark 
I'm sick of these scars 
I'm sick of these scars

I-I don't wanna fall for your 
Lies-Lies

I get the money 
That's simple 
Get lost 
She doesn't get me 
So she can get lost 
I'm rollin up
So I can get lost 
I am not tripping 
I'm dipping

up the weight and I carry the load
I'm ready to blow so type in the codes and stand by the window and watch me explode
If ever I fall don't leave me

S.T.L.

Nelly

Free City

2001

the real crazy, psycho sick move the lady
Sunnin' so nothin' shady, kid pass me the three-eighty
By my sack, cock and load it, your world I'ma rock

Filo
Ice on my wrist, Imma let it shine
All the diamonds finna make you blind
I got a baddie right by my side
I'm finna blow up, it's my time
It's my

Moanin' Low (for the revue "The Little Show")

Kate Smith

The Songbird of the South

2003

I feel too bad
I'm feeling mighty sick and sore
So bad I feel
I said I'm feeling sick and sore

And so afraid
My man don't love me no more

probably, I'm the hottest shit
Get your overdosed off of me. I'm so tempting, when I spill pen inks
Your hoes get sick, like Cheetos in Lil Xan's shit
Fuck

skating drunk and sparking up cigarette butts
But the hardest addiction of all to break
Is the denial and the everyday fiction we make
By living so fake I

got 'em all scared by the flames I spit, and claims I make
They thinkin' that I'm dangerous
So now, nobody ever wanna play with Chris
Which is fine,

Leaves changing
Like faces
Sick of it
Sick of it sick of it
Moon Phases
Constant reminders
Of last season
Cause now I feel like I'm drowning
And you

sick cause  you know you can't fly with me
H-how could you switch up so fast
Swear that you dipped in a flash
Even though that I loved you and cared for

you

You know he treats me right but I'm stuck waiting by the phone
And when he doesn't call I'm stuck feeling so alone
You rang me up and asked me if I

it's me
I'm waiting for the autumn leaves
To pass me by
Don't know when and I don't know why
I've been standing here
Yeah, I've been working it out on my