Sick and tired, the way they walk
  Sick and tired, the way they talk
  Sick and tired, the things they say
  Sick and tired, where's my J?
  Sick and tired, same old song
  Sick and tired, where's my bong?
  Sick and tired, anarchy!
    Spies are all around me, Spies in every county
  Spies, my head's are bounty
  Snipers in the air
    The neighborhood watch is after us.
  The neighborhood watch don't like Richter's bus
  The neighborhood watch is what they say,
  But when I see them walkin towards me, I light another...
    Generation X is the title they use
  When I skate down MacKenzie Avenue.
  Everybody that I see is lookin at me like a vandal
  Maybe cause I'm (wheelin?) in some Dickies and some sandals
  Man, I know what you mean when you talk about the neighborhood
  The old folks always sayin that we ain't no good
  Talkin to my pops about my music
  Sayin we should keep it down and not abuse it
  Man, I don't sweat those old ass bastards.
  I just sit on the curb and with my herb and get plastered
  They work all day long, they seem so bored
  I think their ass should reside in the county morgue
  They're postin up signs, man I think they should chill
  Talkin if I don't call the cops then my neighbor will
  Cause from city to city it's all the same.
  The neighborhood watch is a big ass gang
    Sick and tired the way they walk,
  Sick and tired the way they talk
  Sick and tired the things they say, sick and tired. Where's my J?
  Sick and tired, same old song, sick and tired where's my bong?
  Sick and tired, anarchy!
    Spies are all around me, Spies in every county
  Spies, my head's are bounty
  Snipers in the air
    The neighborhood watch is after us.
  The neighborhood watch don't like Richter's bus
  The neighborhood watch is what they say,
  But when I think they're walkin towards me, I light another...
    Every night when the street lights came on
  We used to gather round, take rips from that bong.
  Cause John Wayne Country, republican block
  A bunch of overweight housewives that wanna be cops.
  Cook and clean, the life of slave
  Take Kottonmouth's advice and call Jenny Craig
  It's not in my control, when we were in school
  Wanna see us livin life like the golden rule
  Peepin out the window, folks always looking
  Minding my business when they should be cooking
  Bored is how their life must be,
  Wait till there's a real crime on our street
  That's when, yeah they'll all run and hide
  Leaving Kottonmouth behind to take the neighborhood pride
  When the criminals are lying dead in the streets
  Kottonmouth's returning all the stolen TVs
  Yeah but that's all right, it's all good
  Now you know who's watchin this neighborhood
  Cause from city to city it's all the same
  The neighborhood watch is a bitch ass gang
    Sick and tired, the way they walk
  Sick and tired, the way they talk
  Sick and tired, the things they say
  Sick and tired, where's my J?
  Sick and tired, same old song
  Sick and tired, where's my bong?
  Sick and tired, anarchy!
    Spies are all around me, Spies in every county
  Spies, my head's are bounty
  Snipers in the air
    The neighborhood watch is after us.
  The neighborhood watch don't likeRichter's bus.
  The neighborhood watch is what they say,
  But when I see them walkin towards me, I light another...