I'm that sick, Who the hell you thought it was I got expensive habits I can't afford it cause G-Unit is poppin' and we performin' all the clubs Niggas
a hit on you A eye for an eye nigga Survive the shots or die nigga [Young Buck] Walkin' and talkin' spit it how i live it nigga, Came from the country, dirty south get it
Straight bullets will burn a niggas sideburns off I gotta model with a sick ass Bagged her off 5th ave. Fucked her offa hot dog and a playoff knick pass Now
problems, it prolongs it You don't want things to get better, you just want shit Ain't nobody happy bout me and you, they all sick Bitch you had swagger, but mine reinforced it
party alive [chorus] [Verse 3:] Guess she can't make it pop pop it like this like this like this bet you she can't make it drop drop it like this like
see this all started because of your ego and disrespect. [Chorus x2] Just prepare for your departure cuz I aint squashin shit We can get it on the floor
YO It's Time to take out the garbage all these junk food rappers wheres the protein... tell you what whenever yall call me I'll be right here all
again But Down comes the strength To lift us up and then? Been going up when now For to long Forget how To let go Seems to hard To late now To turn around
could ever compete with Him But I'm in college now (college now), trying to walk this out (walk this out) But it's harder now (harder now), can I talk
we hype now, ain't putting the mic down Lamp on a hill homie, ain't putting our lights out We repping Him right now, fight for Christ hype it might sound
ever let anybody despise your youth (4: 12) Be an example through your actions in everything that you do (4: 12) [Hook:] What it is? (what it is?) It's the Church (it
: It was you That showed me who I am And taught me how to stand For what I know is real I was sick of all the pain Tired of all the shame that I felt
dick goin' in If they like pussy that much, then let me fuck it Stick it in, take it out, and let 'em suck it But they game is strong and they tongue
on end now Damn shit done changed now Running credit checks with no shame now I feel the fame now (come on), I can't complain now (no more) Shit I'm the mayne now
tryna make sense of all of this what just went down the things I said out my mouth when I told you to leave 'em call it quits did I really say I was sick
I finally understand for a woman it ain't easy tryin to raise a man You always was committed A poor single mother on welfare, tell me how ya did it There
the truth though The shit ain't the same, i'ma die a thug And fuck it it's the blood in my veins Why complain 'cause we all gon' die, but I can wait I
1: 2Pac] See, it ain't easy bein' me Life as a celebrity is less than heavily I got these fakes and these back-stabbers chasin' me around And it's always
