Lyrics:
took me a shot
That could hook me with knots in by pockets and broads
All these fucks I ain't given lot
My mind ain't been chilling since the last
found you in pain
Broken man
Waiting to be fixed by me
Waiting for my healing
Are you my dream man?
Your hair, long to make me touch it
Those eyes,
Young Doc told me spin the block, I don't even know where we at
Put 1500 in my mhmmm, I bet I get it smacked
And then I pour one out, just for my
the ketchup?
Don't speak on it, shut ya trap
I see ya whole crew yellow like mustardpacks
Ah woo, Doc in my own zone
You say you got the rapgames sewn, but
pushing these bars like its my last set
24/7 I been working overtime
Ain't got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it
Just to get by
24/7
Of rising to my peak, GO
Driven by the highs and low
A minor dose of ego
Vivid in the obstacles
I'm climbing as we speak yo
Criticize me then its "Fuck You
mad cause I still got it
I never fall off, even without the Doc
You niggas sellin your soul trying to stay on top
Bitch nigga check your Kotex
You
of souls
Don't test me when I go for broke, you want your casket open, closed?
I got the reaper foldin' clothes, that fucker's just a sight(scythe)-seer
the church
Sleep on the floor
You point the juiciest necks
Out to all the vampires
But lurking in the dark
You might get bit by spiders
Lizards
Before I leave the heat, I put two in rain grove for my range rove
Hot to death, cops is vex
I push a buck 60 if they try to block the lex
Drive by
if they try to block the lex
Drive by on the baja
Snatch the cartier watch I
Boucnce laughing off like clue "HAHA"
Doc is like poppy, supplying you
duck the mic when we come around
Control hammer like the mighty Thor
Bringin thunda down
Now you're in store for predator
Like refugees I come
I self Lord and master, represented in this chapter
For you phony wild actors, I crack ya
For tryin to distract us, in the west
Transportin flows
Fulla dusse i had peelt a bitch
Now she think that i love ha
I Cant trust a soul no more
These niggas kc undercover
All this gas up in my system
Doc
she loves me in a vacant telly
I'll have you lay with Chelsey
Right at my place for twelve weeks
Don't run away, there's no escaping
Out the baker's
Yo! Uh, Its your bwoy DOC
Pakistani’s With Attitude, Nigga
You know should it apocalyptic Records
Verse 01: DrAssenator
Hold me for something, that
Caplan, Kathy
Powell, Tom Brokamamtes, and all the 5-50 Crew (know what I mean) and everybody that help, Ill Factor (thank you for the track) Jimmy Douglas
They busy on the whole block
Instead of checking me get checked by a doc
(Oh Gawd)
They community cookie
Keep it in the jar when they hard play hookie
said I can't give you a pepsi free,
You gotta pay for that shit, see,
Just about then a man walks by,
He's like YO I'm talkin to you McFly,
I try to hold
dragonborn aint no rag
Push you back like Rus Ro Dah
Betcha didnt know i did it like that
Its J-Doc just spittin facts
Just two weeks after his acquittal
For
fellow luniz blistered lips
cnd he says...
"if you're gonna drink in the twins
This pill's gonna be first thing in”
For each pill doc sticks in my lips
Is
Migo gang, we in the building
Yo!
Now I'm bossin this shit, you know what I'm sayin?
Turn up!
Yo! Jumpin, jumpin, jumpin, jumpin,
Jump jump, jumpin
Doc Strange
Who do you believe in? is it he, is it me? W-E- them G-O-D's
(Do you believe, believe, believe)
Do you believe? Do you believe?
Who do
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
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