Laulunsanoja:
Sick Fix 1 3

you Sick of everything that you put me through And I don't wanna be with you I'm sorry I can't be with you. And that's why I'm leaving you Sick of everything

charged Filthy rich, Lord built to be large I'll have the city sick Pullin that silver shit out the garage Under the sun with yo chick gettin a massage Chorus Verse 3

[intro: buddha monk] Hahahaahahahahahahahahaha Once again it's the God buddha monk Representin the zu 1-1-2, 4-4-1 franklin av. Peace to all my niggaz

that I fix I'm just like the devil, I don't play no tricks, 'cause [Chorus] [Hook] [Outro: Buddha Monk, (Ol' Dirty Bastard)] 1-1-2, 4-4-1 Frankin Av

[Verse 1:] Everybody up Let me introduce to you, a man that herd of who you thought you knew, give me a couple of seconds just to prove to you, you never

hours for it. drive around, just stop and go, i gotta reach my destination. 1st gear, 2nd gear, 3rd gear, roar. winde it out and shift. there's violence, poverty, sickness

I'm numb as fuck Yet some prefer the hum and others tend to suck the life out of the crux like 1,2,3,4 and im a hug dummy hug the hungry pull the lever

need a fix (pick up your sticks and beat on my drum (uh oh))x3 Boy i said it before i'll say it once more Boy i admit I need a fix (pick up your sticks

act together No matter what the weather Now I'm sittin' at the bus stop waitin' like forever [SKIT #1] When oh when is the bus gonna come I'm getting sick