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Yeah yo
All you b*tch as*
Shady mothafkers
Chorus
I'm sick of you
*scratching*
I'm sick of you
*scratching*
Verse 1
I'm sick of you I need robitusin, don't make me start bustin'
You so depressed, you can't let me enjoy your minute
You make me sick, like I ate food with poison in it
You played out, you're too repetitive
Give me a sedative before my brain gets negative
and I get the fever for the flavour of a ?_shankin'_?
Right in the throat G, 'cause on your bulls**t I've O'd
I've had it! You lying in the habit like a teenager in tablets
Lighting carrots and rabbits, automatics and religious fanatics
Chorus
I'm sick of you
*scratching*
fking b*tch
I'm sick of you
*scratching*
Pass me the excedrin before I bash your fkin' head in
Verse 2
I ain't feelin' you, the only thing I'm feels is an allergic reaction
Pass the medication, you got me sick like a patient
Digesting your ?_reconversation_?
Shut the fk up 'cause I'm not patient
But I'm mental, you might catch laceration
Wanna be hard rock, STOP
Play at your age, I'm sick from you p*ssy
?_Like I fked all y'all at age_?
My stomach feeling obscure, the only cure is a knife ending your d*ck
Suck and enjoy it, stop you from rapping 'cause your style's poor
Chorus
I'm sick of you
*scratching*
I'm sick of you
*scratching*
Pass me an advil before I make you travel below some gravel
Verse 3
I get nauseated, from a ?_d-day with a wack pay lift_?,
And crushin' six hours of lookin' at his d*ck can ?_balift_?
Criminal porters like a virus clinic, 'cause I'm sick
Once I'm in it, the disease called annoying grows each minute
Go get your own style, you ain't sick enough
Yo I got a headache son, 'cause you suckin' my d*ck to much
And that's the only way s**t like you will grow up
My acid lunch, eat you up, you make you wanna throw up
Chorus
I'm sick of you
*scratching*
I'm sick of you
*scratching*
Hand me a b*tt from before you fkin' snuff it
b*tch! I'm fking sick of you!
fking b*tch as* motherfkers, shady gals!
WHAT!