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Tired, I'm tired! I'm tired! I'm tired! I'm tired! Atari! I'm tired! I tried! I'm tired! A Tire! Atari! Attire! I'm tired! Atari! I'm tired! I'm tired! Fuck everybody, I'm tired! I'm tired! I'm tired! I'm tired! I'm tired! I'm tired! Fuck everybody, fuck yo momma! Fuck everybody, fuck yo karma! I'm tired, get out my face bitch! Get out my lace, bitch! I'm tired! I'm tired! I'm tired! I'm tired! Fuck everybody! Fuck everybody! Get out my lawn Moment I blow up they be calling on my phone But now all they want is for me to Get out they lawn Mother Earth blew up, they be calling on the prone But now all I want is for them to Get out they I'm tired! I'm tired! I'm tired! I'm tired! I'm tired! I'm tired! I'm tired! I'm tired! I'm tired! I'm tired! I'm tired! I'm tired! I'm tired! I'm tired! I'm tired! I'm tired! So tired of this shit, may I Soul fire up this bitch, fam Home buyers got dope wires on cold lines Tired of working for other people Parties I throw they're not legal Corporate thieves get away with the tax breaks Them deep fakes and killing "coloured people" Say what you wanna say but being complicit is Another evil Pray what you wanna pray But the average human is just Another lickle Among thousands of robbed people Rest in peace to brother Cecil Feel bad for the bald eagle Transformed in some form of ego now Get out my lawn Moment I blow up they be calling on my phone But now all they want is for me to Get out they lawn Mother Earth blew up, they be calling on the prone But now all I want is for them to Get out they I'm tired of overpriced water and fucking fruits That should be free I'm tired of Nintendo Switch controllers always Fucking breaking I'm tired of motherfuckers with the loudest voices And emptiest souls I'm tired of motherfuckers assuming Cause all they ever do is Throw shade, throw shade Throw shade, throw shade I'm gonna fuck on your bed! She done bought some drink! I want a doll to play! Nobody can relate! All your shit is fake, all your shit is bait! Throw shade, throw shade Throw shade, throw shade Man I'm tired of these bitches I ain't got no time for these bitches I ain't gotta lie to these bitches I ain't got time for these bitches I'm so tired of these bitches I'm so tired of these bitches God damn! Tired, I'm tired! I'm tired! I'm tired! I'm tired! Atari! I'm tired! I tried! I'm tired! A Tire! Atari! Attire! I'm tired! Atari! I'm tired! I'm tired!
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