Sick A Dis - Dizzee Rascal

Sick of this shit

Sick of this shit

I’m sick of this shit

I said I’m sick of this shit, sick of this shit

Sick of this shit, I’m sick of this shit

Sick of these fakes

Sick of these low life snakes I don’t rate

Sick of these beg friend bredders tryna eat off my plate, want a cut of my cake

it’s bait

When I was a kid I was sick of the estate

Now I vacate

Sick of detours I just wanna fly straight

Sick of these whores tryna make me wait

I don’t wanna date

Sick of comparisons I don’t relate

I don’t wanna hate but for goodness sake

Sick of these hipsters

Sick of these tricksters

All in the mix I’m sick of it mate

Sick of these boy dem

Sick of these jakes

What’s it gonna take?

Are you awake?

Sick of this government, look at the state

Same old debate

Just give me a break

I’m sick of this shit

Sick of this shit, I’m sick of this shit (fuckin' bollocks)

I said I’m sick of this shit

I’m sick of this shit

I’m sick of this shit

Sick of your status

Sick of your selfies

Sick of your updates about how you’re so healthy

I can’t say I’m sick of bein' wealthy

But I’m sick of these foreginers sayin' that they support Chelsea

God help me

I’m sick of these frauds and the bullshit they’re tryna sell me

Sick of O2 tryna bell me

If I wanted customer service I would have called what more could you tell me?

I do not need to be held G

I am not sick or elderly

But I’m sick of MCs and their useless minions talkin like they could ever shell

me

You smell me?

I might well be

I’m sick of this shit

Sick of this shit, I’m sick of this shit (fuckin' bollocks)

I said I’m sick of this shit

I’m sick of this shit

I’m sick of this shit

Sick of forced banter

Sick of bein' nice when I think you’re a complete wanker

Sick of tryna hide my anger

Sick of sayin' I don’t pander

Or pamper

Sick of takin' girls that I don’t even know too tough to a restaurant,

payin' for the bil when they got no manners don’t even wanna thank ya

I am not Sampha

And this is not a goddamn mantra, Bianca

And I am not a goddamn banker

Now I sound like a rambler

Like I run Uganda

Shittin' on Bhangra but I’m not a gambler

Sittin' on amber

Sick of Balmain I should bring back Wrangler

I’m sick of this shit, sick of this shit

Sick of this shit, I’m sick of this shit

I said I’m sick of this shit

I’m sick of this shit

I’m sick of this shit

I’m sick of this shit

I’m sick of this shit

I said I’m sick of this shit

I’m sick of this shit

I’m sick of this shit