- Song Name: Sick & Tired
- Artist Name: Nappy Roots
- Album: Wooden Leather
- Songwriters: Brian K Scott, Freddie Mack, Kenneth Anthony, Kevin Free, Melvin Adams, Ron Wilson, Vito Tisdale, William Rahsaan Hughes
- Release Date: 2003.08.26
- Label: Atlantic
LYRICS FOR "Sick & Tired"
I'm sick and tired of bein' criticized
I'm sick and tired of barely gettin' by
I'm sick and tired of not livin' right
I'm sick and tired of bein' sick and tired
I'm sick and tired of bein' pushed aside
I'm sick and tired of callin' folks for rides
I'm sick and tired of this petty life
I'm sick and tired of bein' sick and tired
What is life? What is makin' it? For peace is there a price?
They tell me if you rich you only got to worry about more s***
The house
Kick those
Man
Especially when I ain't did nothin' do somethin' then
Out here in these cold streets hustlin'
Po'
And then it's what it could'a been
Find yourself outside lookin' in
Mad at the world 'cause you down and they gettin' up
Mad at yourself 'cause you know you shouldn't be givin' up
I'm tired and sick
Sucks for a couple bucks and change
My luck
I'm stuck in a 22
I'm sick and tired of bein' criticized
I'm sick and tired of barely gettin' by
I'm sick and tired of not livin' right
I'm sick and tired of bein' sick and tired
I'm sick and tired of bein' pushed aside
I'm sick and tired of callin' folks for rides
I'm sick and tired of this petty life
I'm sick and tired of bein' sick and tired
Prophit
I'm gettin' tired of mama breakin' her neck for the paycheck
They makin' her sweat
I've had up to here with pussy footers actin' like we owe you somethin'
Let's see you know who like I'm supposed to throw you somethin'
I'm gettin' tired of daddy puchin' the clock
He tired of the hustle
Seems like the media portray us against bein' rich
Like we shouldn't enjoy shrimp and occasional trips
While my baby brother scrappin' with his baby mother
Deep down I know he love her but he shoulda worn a rubber
I'm sick and tired of players down to do us bodily harm
Like them Country Boys ain't at the range firing arms
And my little sister think she grown
I ain't bring you in this world
I'm fed up when I feel like this
My yeaga's keep your heads up
I'm sick and tired of bein' criticized
I'm sick and tired of barely gettin by
I'm sick and tired of not livin' right
I'm sick and tired of bein' sick and tired
I'm sick and tired of bein' pushed aside
I'm sick and tired of callin' folks for rides
I'm sick and tired of this petty life
I'm sick and tired of bein' sick and tired
Keep it real
Don't forget where you come from
You different
You always gon' be Vito to me
I know what you mean dog
Tired of people who complain
First you learn to maintain
See we gettin' up and gettin' out
Playa what you jokin' and you kiddin' 'bout?
Change is what we gettin' out
What they say? I ain't thinkin bout
All day and night
Now I gotta keep the lights on and ain't got no time for lay and snooze
Damn man
I'm sick and tired but I can't stop
Yup
'Bout how much she can get me on for life insurance
But still was bummin'
"Mo' money
I'm sick and tired of bein' criticized
I'm sick and tired of barely gettin' by
I'm sick and tired of not livin' right
I'm sick and tired of bein' sick and tired
I'm sick and tired of bein' pushed aside
I'm sick and tired of callin' folks for rides
I'm sick and tired of this petty life
I'm sick and tired of bein' sick and tired
I'm sick and tired of bein' criticized
I'm sick and tired of barely gettin' by
I'm sick and tired of not livin' right
I'm sick and tired of bein' sick and tired
I'm sick and tired of bein' pushed aside
I'm sick and tired of callin' folks for rides
I'm sick and tired of this petty life
I'm sick and tired of bein' sick and tired
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