Fed Up
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Fed Up
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Fed up
Fed up
Fed up
Bitch all day about the taxes that you pay.
Won't do no good.
Whine all the time about the crime in your neighborhood.
I hate my job and i wanna quit, but i need the money.
Life ain't a joke to me because mine ain't fun. No!
Fed up
Fed up
Fed up
Fed up
Try to live like a king on a measly salary, but i can't do it.
I had a chance to be somebody but i blew it.
Don't pay rent, i live at home. I'm 22.
I Ain't gotta girlfriend, i'm getting fat.
I'm ugly too.
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