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C.Kaleb
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Caleb Edwards
Composer
Letra
I'm a sick man (Lord)
Running circles round clowns (Lord please save us)
I'm a sick man
If you don't know by now
I'm a sick man (Lord)
Running circles round clowns (Lord please save us)
I'm a sick man
If you don't know by now (Please save us)
I'm a sick man
And I don't plan on getting better (Jesus save us)
I'm a sick man
I'll take everybody down
Hoe where's my money
I've been waiting four years
Still ain't got no money
I'm broke
Prices be going up
Food used to cost a nickel
I was growing up
Now I gotta go sell my arm and head
To go and afford a chicken leg
Got a black man starving
Like the walking dead
Went from chains to change
90 cent to my name
No this can't be life for me
Man I'm a product of kings and queens
Superior product produced from the best
Everybody educated in my fam oh yes
So please
Don't tell me this is left
I ain't collecting trash
Man this is theft
You better put me in an office at least
Address me as sir don't know what you believe
Tick tock tick tock
Boy you know it's time to stop
Sound like Kirk when he hit with the stun gun
Sound like Desiigner when he tryna rap son
Ooh you thought that was bold
(Ya ya ya ya) no
No offense to Lil Uzi
But his verses are just bad not boujee
Aye don't get me started on Yachty though
Back to the issue at hand
Africans being put down whenever they can
It ain't fair
Yes I'll take a handout
Y'all were handing out my people now where's my money
I ain't get whipped but I need the money
Knock knock
Where is that government funding
And if you don't wanna give crap
Catch me outside how bout dat
Still impeccable
Still a legend though
Still knowing that I'm just one step better though
If it's cold outside you'll never touch me
Set you on fire man Lord so help me
At the end of the day looking out for your health
Hit me up if you need to manage your wealth
Call 742-5626
That's the sick hotline they'll give you a fix
I'm a bit different from the rest (I'm a bit different from the rest)
That's what I want on my grave when they put me to rest
I'm a bit different from the rest (I'm a bit different from the rest)
That's what I want on my grave when they put me to rest
I'm a bit different from the rest (I'm a bit different from the rest)
That's what I want on my grave when they put me to rest
I'm a bit different from the rest (I'm a bit different from the rest)
Through my enemies mark them with am x
I'm a sick man (Lord)
Running circles round clowns (Lord please save us)
I'm a sick man
If you don't know by now
I'm a sick man (Lord)
And I don't plan on getting better (Lord please save us)
I'm a sick man
I'll take everybody down
I'm a sick man (Lord)
Running circles round clowns (They're trying to contain us)
I'm a sick man
If you don't know by now (Please save us)
I'm a sick man (Jesus save us)
And I don't plan on getting better
I'm a sick man
I'll take everybody down
Please give me your money
I just need it for the night
If you do I'll do whatever you want
What you like
You want me
To do what
Well I guess I gotta eat
Gotta do what I can for that dollar
Sad state of me
Working in them fields
See the sweat on the ground
Aye but you give me that green
I turn that frown upside down
Money is the only thing that I can see
I guess currently this is the sad state of me
Writer(s): Caleb Edwards
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