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Sick Of It All No Labels

live in your own way No labels, no lies No fronts to hide behind No labels, no lies No bullshit to hide behind .................. .................. .................. .................. No labels, no lies No fronts to hide behind No labels

your live in your own way No labels, no lies No fronts to hide behind No labels, no lies No bullshit to hide behind .................. .................. .................. .................. No labels, no lies No fronts to hide behind No labels

that you know The rise before the fall When you're just sick of it all When you're just sick of it all When you're just sick of it all Where are you

that you know The rise before the fall When you're just sick of it all When you're just sick of it all When you're just sick of it all Where are you

all day, I take 'em off work Got girls in the draft, girls on my label Girls at the bank, 'cause I'm about my paper Got girls with weave, girls without it She like, "This all mine", hmm, I doubt it

, cat walk and imagine Alotta y'all Hollywood, drama, passed it Cut bitch, camera off, real shit, blast it And if I had to give you up It's only been

you didn't pay your debt But you had to pay the consequence (But you had to pay the consequence And blood splattered all on the ground - it made my ass sick

that you wanna talk about it You got me all watery in the eyes, you know But ah, it?s all good I wanna tell y'all three man I love y'all like y'all love

what nigga, is it you wanna do? In ninety-fo' I kick the wicked for the bitches For the real trick deez who can dig it 'Cause after pop thought all