| I’m sick of you I need robitussin, don’t make me start bustin
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| You so depressed, you can’t let me enjoy a minute
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| You make me sick, like I ate food with poison in it
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| You played out, you’re too repetitive
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| Give me a sedative before my brain gets negative
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| And I get the fever for the flavour of a shankin
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| Right in your throat G, cause on your bullshit I’ve OD’d
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| I’ve had it! |
| You lying in the habit like a teenager in tablets
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| Likie carrots and rabbits, automatics and religious fanatics
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| I’m sick of you
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| Fucking bitch. |
| I’m sick of you
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| Pass me the Excederin before I bash your fuckin head in
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| I ain’t feelin you
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| The only thing I feel’s an allergic reaction
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| Pass the medication, you got me sick like a patient
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| Digestin your weak conversation
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| Shut the fuck up cause I’m not patient
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| But I’m mental, you might catch laceration
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| Wanna be hard rock, STOP, play at your age
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| I’m sick from you pussies; |
| like I fucked y’all and you had AIDS
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| My stomach feelin obscure, the only cure is a knife into your dick
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| Suck enjoy it, stop you from rappin cause your style’s poor
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| I’m sick of you
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| I’m sick of you
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| Pass me an Advil before I make you travel below some gravel
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| I get nauseated, from a DJ with a wack playlist
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| And court for six hours of lookin at his dickhead baliff
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| Criminal court is like a virus clinic, cause I’m sick
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| Once I’m in it, the disease called annoyin grows each minute
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| Go get your own style, you ain’t sick enough
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| Yo I got a headache son, cause you’re suckin my dick too much
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| And that’s the only way shit like you will grow up
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| My acid lunch, eat you up, you make you wanna throw up
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| I’m sick of you
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| I’m sick of you
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| Hand me a Bufferin before you catch a fuckin snuffin
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| Bitch! |
| I’m fuckin sick of you!
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| Fuckin bitch-ass motherfuckers, shady sluts!
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| WHAT! |