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I'm so sick and tired
Baptized in the fire
You don't know my story
Don't feel sorry for me

I'm sick and tired of bein' sick and tired (I'm so sick and tired)
Baptized in the fire like Richard Pryor (Baptized in the fire)
I'm sick of bein' tired, tired of bein' sick (You don't know my story)
That's probably something we can all be in agreement with (Don't feel sorry for me)

I'm sick of feelin' I don't deserve shit
I'm tired of the lazy people I work with
I'm sick and tired of all this work when
The money I earn gets spent before I earn it
Look, I'm sick like when I had Covid
I'm tired of feelin' so god damn broken
I'm sick and tired of all these bad omens
People'll stand over your casket with their hands open
I'm sick of my business bein' where you keep your nose
I'm tired of you worryin' what you don't need to know
I'm sick and tired of fallin' asleep alone
I might be better off six feet below
I'm sick of feelin' I don't belong here
I'm tired of dealin' with all the wrong fears
I'm sick and tired, I hear the song clear
God damn, last year was a long year!
I'm sick, maybe it's the food I eat
I'm tired, I might hit the snooze and sleep
I'm sick and tired of who I used to be
Truthfully, I'm not sure I'll make it through the week

I'm so sick and tired
Baptized in the fire
You don't know my story
Don't feel sorry for me

I'm sick and tired of bein' sick and tired (I'm so sick and tired)
Baptized in the fire like Richard Pryor (Baptized in the fire)
I'm sick of bein' tired, tired of bein' sick (You don't know my story)
That's probably something we can all be in agreement with (Don't feel sorry for me)

I'm sick and tired of pricks and liars
I dismiss the ire of rich advisors
All the pill suppliers these kids admire
All these critics hired to kick the tires
All the bitter rivals that criticize us
Try to minimize what we legitimize but
I've been spittin' fire over synthesizers
Since these guys were just little kids in diapers
I'm sick of threats and disrespect
Like you ain't think I'd hear about that shit you said?
I'm sick of stress, I been depressed
Pissed these kids are fed prescription meds
I'm tired of you lyin', lay that shit to rest
I'm tired of the drip on your wrist and neck
When I'm thinkin' mine might get slit instead
I ain't talkin' diamonds if I'm dripped in red
I'm tired of subliminals sent in my direction
I'm tired of political correctness
Sick of division, they split us into sections
I'm sick when they listen but didn't get the message
I'm sick of stressin' over imperfections
Sick of feelin' cursed by the gift I'm blessed with
Sick of the urge to get the Smith and Wesson
I'm sick and concerned over rigged elections
Sick of the terms of a prison sentence
Sick of snitches tellin', witness protection
Did I forget to mention all the misconceptions
All the misinformation and misdirection
I'm sick of the narrative and your plan to control it
Sick and embarrassed with the lack of emotion
Sick of Americans who demanded this woke shit
If you a man, why you act like a whole bitch?
I'm sick of bein' stabbed in the back
By family that act like my sanity's whacked
They wanna judge me without havin' the facts
Next time you touch me, bet that be your last
I'm sick of bein' damaged; damn it, I'm mad
Can't stand it, always bein' manic and sad
I'm sick and tired of the panic attacks
God damn it, I just want my happiness back!

I'm so sick and tired
Baptized in the fire
You don't know my story
Don't feel sorry for me

I'm sick and tired of bein' sick and tired (I'm so sick and tired)
Baptized in the fire like Richard Pryor (Baptized in the fire)
I'm sick of bein' tired, tired of bein' sick (You don't know my story)
That's probably something we can all be in agreement with (Don't feel sorry for me)

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from Feast or Famine (The Second Helping Deluxe Edition), released September 20, 2022

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A Rapper Named Nati Three Rivers, Michigan

Three Rivers, MI, based hip-hop artist A Rapper Named Nati has been penning rhymes since 1996. He met Dutch producer Rob Maestro in high school, circa 2004. Fifteen years later, the pair have been anointed Self-Proclaimed Kings. (Pronounced “notty.”)

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