Lyrics:
("Str8 off tha streetx of Compton,dedicated and by most suckas
hated. But I got something I want you mutha fuckas to know I
really don't give
you hear that song so many
Times "you say you wanna play for free?" Aye
Aye! You know what it is, though?
Because, aye, I love Drake
I love Khaled but
Doc, we in funk mode, take yo' best shot
If it don't hip it don't hop
If it don't quit it don't stop, that's the life
I be the super-lyrical
(Yo watch you say to him!)
You caught up in a tight situation
I should start erasin your whole organization for makin
Wack tunes while my whole platoon
missin'
Write a prescription for this
And a pill for that
N when they're gone I'll be comin back
Doc won't you listen my affliction
Stuck on addiction
thats a give and go ylu getting stopped in the paint thats by greg monroe
See me billing up a raw thats a finger roll you dont gotta cut the lights just
found my slice of heaven/ everyday unforgiven/ i ask it for nothing/ Emotions
i get emotional on instrumental/yea/ thats my forte/ i opened up my soul
of button
These bitches come by the dozen
You can blame my last bitch for my problem with trusting
My niggas locked in a dungeon
Couple my brothers got
plagued by the fight
Money talks, but the paper so light
We can't fly with these lead filled kites
Free from these false prophets
Saw you flexin in Complex
North side of Frisco yeah I'm in the north
North Beach yeah you know I'm at fisherman's wharf
Im at the Wharf 4x
cye what we doin? To this beat I'm
impeached
She wet them sheets when I rap offbeat
JID DiCaprio, put a cap in your soul
Dig deep
That nigga a fool, he shot the nigga midweek
Couldn't sleep for
Ducking, brick walls, get thumbtacked
So run laps, for I body you
Bust out the size, like karate shoes, Doc
Turn velcro, when night falls
Central park
shit
Double up two ply
Airplane mode
Don't they know I'm so fly
Fly by
But blue as the sky
Depression should come with Wellbutrin prescribed
Smoke for
start pumpin' Redman in your deck
You be like damn, that's what I ride for
If I apply more pressure, it'll snow on July fourth
Son spark the spliff,
coast, squeeze toast
Leave most in the blood they layin in, what, what?
The rings and things you sing about, bring 'em out
It's hard to yell when
bartenders mix liquor
I serve you over the rocks, I feed you to my flock, now time to click triggers
Manslaughter in alphabetical order for four quarters
raw
the dots,
But you'll already dead
Demons walks in heels
I know her and I know her deals
Doc, gimme a pill,
My brain is ill
Pull me by the roots of my hair
In his word I rest
In his word I place my trust
for I know I must wait
I wait for you lord
My soul waits
I wait for you lord
I wait for you
and daddy
Couldn't keep the peace
You see
Uhh
We just some bastard babies
Maybe that's why we out here feeling like the world hating
Getting by in the worse
stabbed wish I could be there for him
You don't know how I've been livin' lately
I've been walkin' 'round in my feelings lately
These past years been
Whatcu crazy
Since a buck tooth baby
Doc is like straight "Fuck you! pay me" like Jay-Z
Lazy niggas complain
Doc load up the cartridge and start
)
I just call and there you are (soul to soul)
Shining on me like a star (shining down)
Smiling my direction in the night soul to soul (Ooh-oo-ooh-ooh)
You're absorbing
All the air
Inside my lungs
Belongs to thee
By the time my song is sung
This is love
This is light
It's a shove
It's a fight
For our
history for glory
What I've experienced in our mental hospitals is not just a story
Since I mentioned the word torture
You may want some evidence
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