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SICK'EM
Just Being Me
Rotty Off The Leash
2012
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LYRICS:

Verse1*
The weed was posta help alcohol was posta help the tracks
Molly got involved and now I'm ruthless when it comes to rap/
soon I'll take it back and show the indusry I'm serious
FOr now I need to calm down cause drugs got me delirious/
My fam don't even trust me, won't return my calls for days.
WHen I settle this debt, I suggest we both go our separate ways.
When I feel this empty like bottle owned by an alcoholic
I wanna get so high that birds wonder what the fuck I'm doin in their sky.
Lookin the eyes I get ill like fevers. Where the fuck is that love when I need it?
Hurts when I'm breathin'. Life's deceivin'. Tell no lie, you best believe it.
Syuck in a maze of this drug I chose. Do I feel bad? Guess I do
but I don't for you. Better not ungle our bond. If you do then fuck you too.
This music is my rehab. Your love is how I relax.
Drugs are why I'm motivated. Fans, they leavin' feedback,
like "He's back" and "He's raps ill can't people see that?"
All they really see is that I relapse. So fuck you all, I'm...

Chorus*
Higher when I'm gettin' love. Why can't people see
That I'm not tryin' influence your children to be me.
I'm just being me...
I'm just being free...

Verse 2*
I got a call that made me sick to my stomach.
Some mother freakin' and cussin' abour her daughter or somthing.
She threatened me with concussion like I'm the one who was fuckin'
her daugter's life because she overdose on molly while bumpin'.
Because I talk about cocaine doin' it on the weekends while I been drinkin'.
So I sit back in my chair and wonder what the fuck was she thinkin'.
I'm responsible, no, but I feel real bad cause in her CD player
was Skinny Sick, Sick in the brain. I hope she hears in later.
Do I tell you mutha fuckin' kids to go out and do what Sick'Em do?
Hell naw. Betta clean you act cause you don't wanna go down this route too.
It's scandoulous, mutha fuckers can't handle it. But I dig my own grave
When you get this down in life I hope you have your own ways.
But Ima do me. You can do you. Let this life I live be mine.
Ima be free. Smokin' my re-UP like she's my valentine.
So when you hear me, High my name is Sick'Em High.
I'm steady on my relapse, So fuck you all I'm gettin'...
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