Man sick and tired of living is life
Cause his head is full of Memorise of his f**'d up life
Man sick and tired of living is life
Cause his head is full of Memorise of his f**'d up life When i die,sh** im talking bout my d**h
Cause im a f**ing peice of sh**
Aint hard to say it Cause im tired of this f**ing 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 p**y
Cause god is probobly a real strict b**h
No packing gats and not getting my dick licked
And saddam or whatever your f**ing name is b**h
We can pack gats and get are dick licked
And there aint no f**ing rules to get are a** wip'd
We can pack that sh**,shoot that b**h,k** that b**h
Hoe's can tell uss to stop that sh** we can say f** that sh** Man sick and tired of living is life
Cause his head is full of Memorise of his f**'d up life I cant beleive suicide is going through my f**ing mind
Cause right now something is telling me to slit my wirst
And end my life with all this bullsh** 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 f**ing die
If my f**ing eye's are gona cry
I hope i f**ing die,Its only a f**ing worthless life
Gone and nobody is gona miss it
Cause im just a f**ing peice of sh**
I wanna f**ing 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 f**ing wiger
I wanna f**ing be gone
Cause there's a f**ing paper saying that your done
When i was young my perants kiss'd me lots of time's
These f**ing days im coming drunk and stoned
At home sometimes
So thats why the memorise are k**ing me
So please somebody load that gat pull that triger and k** 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 f**ing Livin Man sick and tired of living is life
Cause his head is full of Memorise of his f**'d up life
Man sick and tired of living is life
Cause his head is full of Memorise of his f**'d up life That's what happens when your doing good
And that won day somebody offers u a duby
And u feel so f**ing stoned
That you pa** out on the ground
Everybody is laughing at you saying whats going on
And your lying there f**ing dead
When i mean dead i mean grave yard dead (dead,dead,dead) Stephane Lacroix 15 years old
Wednesday,Feburary 1st 2006 12.52am