YOU HUMANS MAKE ME SICK - Cole Benzo

CUT A BITCH SHE RUNNIN QUICK

I SLIT MY WRIST AND SHOVE HER DICK

YOU HUMANS MAKE ME SICK

YOU GOT SOME DIAMONDS BUT AIN’T WORTH MY PISS

Y’ALL ILLNESS IS STRICTLY FICTITIOUS

SQUISH THESE BITCHES TO SUBMISSION

FUCK HER I AIN’T GOT PERMISSION

GROUND TO CHUCK SHE WAS DELICOUS

TRY TO BE DIFFERENT BUT YALL ARE THE SAME

SNAKE IN THE GRASS AND YOU PEASANTS MY PRAY

APPROACH APOSTLES THAT I PLAN TO SLAY

BATHE IN THE BLOOD I’MA STAY IN THE SPRAY

I’M TOO IMPULSIVE WON’T RUN OUT OF LUCK

PUT DIRT ON MY NAME AND YOU FUCKIN GET STUCK

WHAT THE HELL YOU REALLY GON DO

YOU REALLY THINK I CANNOT SEE THRU

I DON’T NEED AFFILIATION BITCH CHECK MY CONGLOMERATES

I’M IN MY NATURAL STATE MY FINAL FORM A DAMN HOMUNCULUS

I CANNOT GET A SINGLE DUDE TO TELL ME WHAT THE PROBLEM IS

DON’T TRY TO BE MY EQUAL WHEN I SEE YOU NEVER DROPPIN SHIT

HOW DO YOU FEEL ABOUT DEATH

MY PRESENCE THEY FILLIN WITH STRESS

TAKE THE ORGANS OUT THEY CHEST

I SWEAR I’LL LEAVE NOBODY LEFT

UNDER THE BED THEY WON’T CHECK

I STRANGLE TILL THEY OUTTA BREATH

YOU PUSSY BE GRABBIN THE TECH

CAN’T TALK WITH CUTS THRU THEY NECK

CUT A BITCH SHE RUNNIN QUICK

I SLIT MY WRIST AND SHOVE HER DICK

YOU HUMANS MAKE ME SICK

YOU GOT SOME DIAMONDS BUT AIN’T WORTH MY PISS

Y’ALL ILLNESS IS STRICTLY FICTITIOUS

SQUISH THESE BITCHES TO SUBMISSION

FUCK HER I AIN’T GOT PERMISSION

GROUND TO CHUCK SHE WAS DELICOUS