Letra Sick & Tired de Nappy Roots original

NAPPY ROOTS

'Sick & Tired'

Chorus - Anthony Hamilton>
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 critisized
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

BIG V>
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' that's how it goes

Man, I'm gettin tired of runnin and duckin, quit runnin then
B. STILLE>
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

FISH SCALES>
And then it's 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 shouldn't be given up

SKINNY DEVILLE>
I'm tired and sick of bummin rides
On top of that my nine to five
Sucks for a couple bucks
My luck don't amount to fuck
And change now what's the reason why
No matter how hard I try
I'm stuck in the 22 now catch me when Im sick and tired

chorus>

Ron Clutch (R. Prophit)>
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

I'm gettin tired of daddy puchin the clock scaring his knuckles
Lets see 'you know who' like Im supposed to throw you something)
He tired of the hustle he feel the pain deep in his muscles

(seems like the media potray us againts being rich
Like we shouldn't 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

And my little sister think she grown wanna make on her own
Like them country boys ain't at the range firing arms)

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)

chorus>

Keep it real remember god don't change (?)
BIG V>
Don't forget where you come from
You got some money gimme some
You different, fuck you
You always gonna be Vito to me
Man I got your first tape
So now get out my face
FISH SCALES>

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
Playa what you jokin and you kiddin bout
See we gettin up and gettin out
Change is what we gettin out

SKINNY DEVILLE>
What they say I ain't thinkin bout
All day and night I struggle hustle
Now I gotta keep the lights on
Just to pay the dues
Aint got no time for lazy snooze
Damn man, who made these rules
Im sick and tired but I can't stop
What think about they amused
No matter if they say I lose
B. STILLE>

My wife is curious about how much she can get me on her life insurance
But still was bummin no problem that's life was purious
'Mo money, Mo Problems' that's right Notorious
Chorus fades out>