[Intro]: Sick [Verse]: My head hurts my heart beats/ feeling like I’m bout to pass out on the Concrete/ What’s living better having a lot of cheese / Are visiting places that some People probably won’t see/ Oh yes I have the green/ I would agree but just Enough to buy a burger at the Mickey D’s/ What’s all this misery, sympathy was given to me/ old friends just old friends And they doing good so I must succeed/ +Back to this old shit can’t tell me cause I knew it/ can’t tell me cause I do it Every day I’m put through it/ I’m sick of been tried and I’m tired of been sick/ but wondering why we commit To things that don’t make s cents/ So my backs against the wall/ oh please don’t let me fall/ Cause when power in your hands decisions effect them all/ so I go to the mall/ I think I’ll spend it all because it’s money so I deserve To ball/ shit changing guess that I got to adapt/ Are get devoured be ignorance like I Wasn’t their/ Year 94’ my parents had a dream to birth a king/ To redeem what you mean that that ain’t destine for me/ Your intuition I kill it before it even surface/ Its worthless like a house with no blinds pulling back curtains/ The purpose to soothe your mind/ my lyrics don’t have no manners because my flow is unkind/ he so insensitive to situation like his/ I mean the hold meaning of charity is to give/ And for life to but stumbling in the house of slumber/ so I spit the heat of Summer in every mummer/ To make you wonder this canvas has no direction/ Heads don’t have protection when you step inside my section/ So really there’s no reflection second guessing what I’m talking bout/ All about a dollar what’s a broke nigga’s talking bout/ My head hurts my heart beats/ feeling like I’m bout to pass out on the concrete/ What’s living better having a lot of cheese / Are visiting places that some people probably won’t see/ oh yes I have the green/ I would agree but just enough to buy a burger at the Mickey D’s/ what’s all this misery sympathy was given to me/ Old friends just old friends and they doing good so I must succeed/ Back to this old shit can’t tell me cause I knew it/ can’t tell me cause I do it every day I’m put through it/ I’m sick of been tried and I’m tired of been sick/ But wondering why we commit to things that don’t make s cents/ So my backs against the wall/ oh please don’t let me fall/ cause when problem’s in your hands decisions effect them all/ so I go to the mall/ I think I’ll spend it all because it’s money so I deserve to ball [Skit]: Shanice Weber You never tried to check out when I graduate, like you brought me back there so I can fell, I can be set back for a year, like you brought me back there to destroy me. Like… like just to shut everybody up like I…I just want to go back home but when I go back home I’m gone be depress I ain’t gone want to talk to nobody