You Make Me Sick

You make me sick
You make me sick

Here comes Mr. Cool, thinks he’s living real fine
All dressed in black, tattoos he found online
But getting real loose in his baddest Cadillac
Still living with his mom, yea the free road shack

You make me sick (sick.. sick…)
You make me sick

Look at all these little girls looking for their dreams
Living off these suptualites who live ain’t what they seem

You make me sick (sick.. sick…)
You make me sick
Do us all a favor and make it end quick
You make me sick

Look at Mr. TVman tryna spread the news
All I hear is lies about time to tell the truth

You make me sick (sick.. sick…)
You make me sick
Do us all a favor and make it end real quick
You make me sick

Hey there politician with your pretty long grin
Don’t forget to free your hands of the one that got you in
You only seem to care about that many things you make
Believin’ in your shitty grin that’s planted on your face

You make me sick (sick.. sick…)
You make me sick
Do us all a favor and make it end real quick
You make me sick, aha

You make me sick (sick.. sick…)
You make me sick
You make me sick
You make me sick
Do us all a favor and make it end quick
You make me sick