Jean Dawson – SICK OF IT*
Genre Rock

LYRIC
SICK OF IT*

Verse 1

I'ma pull up with a hoodie in my face
Bitch, sweater that
My nigga, me in the face
My homies throwing gang signs
Bad in my head, I'ma hide
'Cause I can't be decided
Big bust down, you're the big now
I'ma freak, I'ma creep, I'ma shithead clown

Before chorus

Keep a head on my head
Walk like I'm dead
Walk like opps all-black forces

Chorus

I'm sick of it, on the cliff
Nosedive, I'm the new black oblivion
Off the shit, over it
Live and die with my motherfuckin' happiness

Verse 2


I'ma little
I can promise I can barely even breathe
If you see mе out in public, you can come and get some lovе in

Before chorus

Keep a head on my head
Walk like I'm dead
Walk like opps all-black forces

Chorus

Sick of it, on the cliff
Nosedive, I'm the new black oblivion
Off the shit, over it
Live and die with my motherfuckin' happiness
Sick of it, on the cliff
Nosedive, I'm the new black oblivion
Off the shit, over it
Live and die with my motherfuckin' happiness

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