Dizzee Rascal - Sick A Dis lyrics

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