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It's got me sick and tired You got me sick and tired You got me sick and tired You got me sick and tired Sick and tired of the way Brother's doing double takes Too much make up on your face Can't believe we're in this place Separate by just time and space Post a picture on the gram Nothing real is on your page I just wanna see the glam IQ smaller than your age Disagree and then you rage Media trafficking the hate But this love we need a taste Got me sick and tired It's got me sick and tired It's got me sick and tired It's got me sick and tired Sick and tired of the way Little kids are getting raised Watching pornos on the screen Sex sells but it also kills Favorite rapper on the scene Is a druggie and a fiend But we cannot even see We're all victims of the scheme Rap about schools and the kids get taught Rap about guns and the kids get shot Rap about drugs and the kids get lost Rap about sex and the kids got kids Black lives matter It starts in the mirror Music got the power To frame a new picture This is not a pass For your bad apples This is not a pass For your white silence And if you think it is We won't stay silent For 400 years we done paid the rent And all that we got was a knee in the neck Until we couldn't breathe and took our last breath It's got me sick and tired It's got me sick and tired It's got me sick and tired Rap about schools and the kids get taught Rap about guns and the kids get shot Rap about drugs and the kids get lost Rap about sex now the kids got kids Black lives matter It starts in the mirror Music got the power To frame a new picture This is not a pass For your bad apples This is not a pass For your white silence And if you think it is We won't stay silent For 400 years we done paid the rent And all that we got was a knee in the neck Until we couldn't breathe and took our last breath Got me sick and tired It's got me sick and tired It's got me sick and tired It's got me sick and tired It's got me sick and tired It's got me sick and tired It's got me sick and tired It's got me sick and tired I'm also sick and tired Of all these bougie girls Looking for the right one Is killing me inside When I think I've found one They say I need to come up I gotta have a mansion So she won't need her pension I must wear Fendi, Gucci Before she calls me handsome And when I find another That won't kill me for a dollar The one I can consider As being like no other I got this deep reaction No chemistry in action It's got me sick and tired It's got me sick and tired It's got me sick and tired It's got me sick and tired It's got me sick and tired It's got me sick and tired It's got me sick and tired It's got me sick and tired