[Intro]

Oh, oh, now look what you've done to me

Oh, look what you've done to me

Oh, oh, now look what you've done to me

Oh, look what you've done to me

[Chorus: Justin Cohen]

My condition been critical

You can't catch it on no video, it's invisible

I'm a sickly individual

My condition been, my condition been'

Critical

[Verse 1: ClockworC]

(Yah!) Catch me at the front row when the world implode

Going dumbo with the kinfolk (Let's go!)

Lips closed, let the pig roast

'Cause I've been wrong when a bitch told (True true true true true)

That's right but nobody gonna be going and bringing a problem to me

But me ripping at the seams I could feel the fiend beneath

Wanted to fuck the system 'til I paid my attention to build leverage

Then I friend zoned a beast

I'm taking a bag, making it last, fuck tax

Take a Bad News Bear, turn him to a Teddy Graham, shit's sweet

I'm on your lips like a Fu Manchu (Okay)

Take a blue face, turn into a Blue Man Group

And this money don't talk so I'm droppin' a clue

I'm in the kitchen with the rope pulling up the troops (That's right)

I got the kind of sick that get it done (Get it done)

Only problem with me ever really been that there's only one

[Chorus: Justin Cohen]

My condition been critical

You can't catch it on no video, it's invisible

I'm a sickly individual

My condition been, my condition been'

Critical

[Post-Chorus: ClockworC]

Now there ain't no cure, can't tell me where to go

I've been too far gone, ain't no one home

I'm sick, sick, sick

No cure, no fix (No cure, no fix)

Now there ain't no cure, can't tell me where to go

I've been too far gone, ain't no one home

I'm sick, sick, sick

No cure, no fix

[Verse 2: ClockworC]

Obsession can lead me into plight of passion (Yeah!)

Daggers in the back of that highest fashion

Crimes of attraction when blinders active

When that torch burns out, they gon' finally pass it (Maybe)

If it sound too good, they put bad news first (Yup)

Plateau's a word to control your worth

Old souls die young 'cause damn, it all hurts

But I'm fit to get ignant for bliss on Earth (Let's go)

Seen too much to trust you fucks

Claim tough then you turn into a succubus

Everything I ever done been illustrious

It's fake love when you have what they kill to clutch

But really the medicine been givin' impediments

So I'ma skip and keep the Scarlet Letter on my Letterman

And reap the benefits of this sickness, it just fits

I'm a plague on all who fall for bullshit (Yah!)

X-ray vision, I see when a spine missin' (Okay)

Pen game different, I death mode my feelings (Uh!)

Origin story of how I became a villain

Started when they gave me my first script, I had to flip it

I've been bad news like Ron on the jazz flute

Since a youth I've been too beaucoup for y'all boots

I'm the truth though, huge, you could never handle

Damned for the diagnosis but damn I feel damn good

[Chorus: Justin Cohen]

My condition been critical

You can't catch it on no video, it's invisible

I'm a sickly individual

My condition been, my condition been'

Critical

[Post-Chorus: ClockworC]

Now there ain't no cure, can't tell me where to go

I've been too far gone, ain't no one home

I'm sick, sick, sick

No cure, no fix (No cure, no fix)

Now there ain't no cure, can't tell me where to go

I've been too far gone, ain't no one home

I'm sick, sick, sick

No cure, no fix