Syringe - New Metal lyrics

Empty out the pockets f**er, I'm not here to suffer Tired of these people in the woods n bein a shut-in No more kinda stress upon the mess we tryna bu*t in There is no f**in problem, either stop me or get cut in Nobody metallic, more like you made of plastic Everybody broke that's we yu dying n it's sad sh** Bark, hollar n Yodel my n***a yu are tragic In n out of sleep, for days I barely grasp sh** Finna f**in leave out of this b**h, Check please Finna turn all emo then i'll quit, with ease You don't like the growlin, so don't emulate, b**h leave Burn all of the shirts right off ya back, you Raccoon We New Metal We New Metal We New Metal We New Metal We New Metal We New Metal Y'all Not Metal We New Metal Anti-world, ya b**h, what it do? Roll ya f**in eyes, ya b**h we rollin thru Bleh bleh, to dust, go catch a f**in flu I ain't that familiar, I don't know yu Why yu want my voice on anything, I'm not sane, nah Took tuu f**in long tu catch a glimpse but it's whatever f** it, try tu make a lane n already n***as will flood it f** outta my ears n my body fluid, the f**?! Everyday impatient, but f** it finna go up You can get tu pressin, but rather yu to shut up My mental like a ship n it's rockin by a torpedo I let it f**in sink in the ocean below zero