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sick and tired


im sick and tired of being sick im sick and tired of being tired it's sickening how people continue this vicious cycle of onslaught killings lives as if it was free the justification of one's motives is more tiring than the knicks choking again this year just for record (i am never a knick fan) not to get off course back to the original piece its tiring to hear the reasons of why someone was killed for example: he looked at me the excuses are unacceptable far worse than reasons the priests molest little boys and then have the nerve to look for god to be their savior i'm so sick of hearing people complaining about not having anything no matter what, its never enough how ungrateful is that they act this is a 3rd world country meanwhile they have the latest foamposites coach bag tattoos more creepier than the grin reaper but yet, they don't have money you want to postulate truth go to puerto rico where everyday under god's hot sun they walk to school both ways with no shoes i'm tired of guys running their idiotic mouths on how times is hard and yet, their monkey asses is still on the block selling rocks i'm sick of women bickering about how guys ain't shit but meanwhile, you keep dating clowns with tight bright pants sagging looking like a fruity pebbles ballerina that never saw beyond 3 blocks around the way perhaps if you go out more and set standards then you might be better off i'm tired of single mothers painting a negative picture to their child about how much of a lowlife he is when you met him, you knew he was a deutchbag yet you gave him the time and day so go figure i'm sick of dudes badmouthing how their child's mother it's ironic that nine months ago, she was a lady in public and a freak in the bedroom stand up like a man and take care of yours stop bitching like its that time of the month i'm tired of people complaining once again of how the neighborhood aren't safe but hold on, you won't wake up to go downtown to advocate for what's important in the community but your dumbass will be on line buying the next lebron's at foot lockers 8 o'clock bright and early so the time to talk ends time for action begins i'm sick and tired of being sick i'm sick and tired of being tired
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