Steph Lacroix - Sick And Tierd lyrics

Man sick and tired of living is life Cause his head is full of Memorise of his f**'d up life Man sick and tired of living is life Cause his head is full of Memorise of his f**'d up life When i die,sh** im talking bout my d**h Cause im a f**ing peice of sh** Aint hard to say it Cause im tired of this f**ing 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 Hell 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**y Cause god is probobly a real strict b**h No packing gats and not getting my dick licked And saddam or whatever your f**ing name is b**h We can pack gats and get are dick licked And there aint no f**ing rules to get are a** wip'd We can pack that sh**,shoot that b**h,k** that b**h Hoe's can tell uss to stop that sh** we can say f** that sh** Man sick and tired of living is life Cause his head is full of Memorise of his f**'d up life I cant beleive suicide is going through my f**ing mind Cause right now something is telling me to slit my wirst And end my life with all this bullsh** 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**ing die If my f**ing eye's are gona cry I hope i f**ing die,Its only a f**ing worthless life Gone and nobody is gona miss it Cause im just a f**ing peice of sh** I wanna f**ing die and come a black guy So when i wear bagy cloths And my pants are wearing low Nobody would call me a poser Or a f**ing wiger I wanna f**ing be gone Cause there's a f**ing paper saying that your done When i was young my perants kiss'd me lots of time's These f**ing days im coming drunk and stoned At home sometimes So thats why the memorise are k**ing me So please somebody load that gat pull that triger and k** 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**ing Livin Man sick and tired of living is life Cause his head is full of Memorise of his f**'d up life Man sick and tired of living is life Cause his head is full of Memorise of his f**'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**ing stoned That you pa** out on the ground Everybody is laughing at you saying whats going on And your lying there f**ing dead When i mean dead i mean grave yard dead (dead,dead,dead) Stephane Lacroix 15 years old Wednesday,Feburary 1st 2006 12.52am