Sick And Tierd Lyrics - Singles - Steph Lacroix

Man sick and tired of living is life 

Cause his head is full of Memorise of his fuck'd up life 

Man sick and tired of living is life 

Cause his head is full of Memorise of his fuck'd up life 

When i die,shit im talking bout my death 

Cause im a fucking peice of shit 

Aint hard to say it Cause im tired of this fucking 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 pussy 

Cause god is probobly a real strict bitch 

No packing gats and not getting my dick licked 

And saddam or whatever your fucking name is bitch 

We can pack gats and get are dick licked 

And there aint no fucking rules to get are ass wip'd 

We can pack that shit,shoot that bitch,kill that bitch 

Hoe's can tell uss to stop that shit we can say fuck that shit 

Man sick and tired of living is life 

Cause his head is full of Memorise of his fuck'd up life 

I cant beleive suicide is going through my fucking mind 

Cause right now something is telling me to slit my wirst 

And end my life with all this bullshit 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 fucking die 

If my fucking eye's are gona cry 

I hope i fucking die,Its only a fucking worthless life 

Gone and nobody is gona miss it 

Cause im just a fucking peice of shit 

I wanna fucking 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 fucking wiger 

I wanna fucking be gone 

Cause there's a fucking paper saying that your done 

When i was young my perants kiss'd me lots of time's 

These fucking days im coming drunk and stoned 

At home sometimes 

So thats why the memorise are killing me 

So please somebody load that gat pull that triger and kill 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 fucking Livin 

Man sick and tired of living is life 

Cause his head is full of Memorise of his fuck'd up life 

Man sick and tired of living is life 

Cause his head is full of Memorise of his fuck'd up life 

That's what happens when your doing good 

And that won day somebody offers u a duby 

And u feel so fucking stoned 

That you pass out on the ground 

Everybody is laughing at you saying whats going on 

And your lying there fucking dead 

When i mean dead i mean grave yard dead (dead,dead,dead) 

Stephane Lacroix 15 years old 

Wednesday,Feburary 1st 2006 12.52am