מילים לשיר Sick And Tired – Nappy Roots

I'm sick and tired of being critisized I'm sick and tired of barely gettin by I'm sick and tired of not livin right I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired I'm sick and tired of being 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 being sick and tired What is life what is makin it for peace is there a price tell me if you rich you only gotta worry about more shit the house, the car notes, child support and kin people kick doors "mo money, mo problems" thats how it goes Man, I'm gettin tired of runnin and duckin, quit runnin then Especially when I ain't did nothin, do somethin then out here in these cold streets hustlin po, tryin to make this dough 'fore the police bustin in And then its what it could'a been should'a been find yourself outside lookin in givin up feelin stuck mad at the world cause you down and they gettin up mad at yourself cause you know you shouldnt be given up I'm tired and sick of bummin rides on top of that my nine to five sucks for a couple bucks and change now whats the reason why my luck don't amount to fuck no matter how hard I try I'm stuck in the 22 now catch me when Im sick and tired Prophit, check this out I'm gettin tired of mama breakin her neck for the pay check they makin her sweat seem like everyday she stressed (I've had up to here with pussyfooters actin like we owed you something lets see "you know who" like Im supposed to throw you something) I'm gettin tired of daddy puchin the clock scaring his knuckles he tired of the hustle he feel the pain deep in his muscles (seems like the media potray us againts being rich like we shouldnt 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 (Im 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 wanna make on her own I ain't bring you in this world but you still my baby girl (Im fed up when I feel like this my yeaga's keep your head up we pray and kneel for this) Keep it real remember god don't change (?) dont forget where you come from you got some money gimme some you different, fuck you man I got your first tape you always gonna be Vito to me so now get out my face I know what you mean dog Tired of people who complain always bout the same thing First you learn to maintain after that create a change 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 I struggle hustle just to pay the dues now I gotta keep the lights on aint got no time for lazy snooze damn man, who made these rules what think about they amused im sick and tired but I can't stop no matter if they say I lose My wife is curious about how much she can get me on her life insurance but still was bummin no problem thats life was purious "Mo money, Mo Problems" thats right Notorious.