Lyrics:
of the boot
Dark side association we the truth
If a nigga don't act right shoot
Leave his stupid ass smoking like kools
Smoking on the pack like snoop
I just
brought forth.
The medical association's board of ethics stripped him of all his
Credentials and his reputation was ruined,
In fact, his name became so
being,
no criminal charges were brought forth.
The medical association's board of ethics stripped him of all his
credentials and his reputation was ruined,
After running tests tomorrow
I must decide the best way of breaking the news to the medical association
It's my estimate that the fetus has a chance
Disguises show me
What am I if I am only?
The status quo is not a punishment
But now it feels like home
Your association finds you guilty
Starting
they're trapped in the music
I stay strap into it
Tough luck Ruff blast thru it
You better check yourself
This NWA disciple
Westcoast Commonwealth
you’ve fell prey to a commonwealth made of songs that pelt hate. You wanna stop me? you better get Jeffrey Dahmer’s cell mate, a haunting, hell’s gates,
Why do we inherit apache choppers
Medical boxes
Just toxic profits for the commonwealth
Clock em docking health
With stealth of Slytherin
Venom swimming
Death tolls, already high, have been multiplied exponentially in the Central part of the State
Due to a weakness in the operating systems of
Medical
medicinal man made medical marijuana
With a phase plasma rifle like I'm searchin' for Sarah Conner
And shorty's got brains, shorty not playin'
I'm 40 blocks
to medical attention
I wanted to curse out every nurse
Damn near got shitted on by every nurse
I wanted to shit in every purse
Wait till I got home was
To a lifetime indoctrination of bullshit so Called education
They founded American medical association to phase out real healing, and sell Chemicals from oil
With
rolling backwoods and holding raps good
The prince, soon to be king, god and general
My laws is ethical, I war with several
Call the medical, my foes'
guilty by association, plus you got to become a lawyer before you can judge. cnyways, in an attempt to offend, he wanted me to tell his story in first
Medical Association and your local station.
I'm losing faith
I left my heart behind a million miles away
These toxic thoughts inside my mind won't go away
modern day slavery
We ain't picking cotton no' mo' bitch, we picking off cops
Negro life in association, we issuing out glocks
Mr. officer, crooked
modern day slavery
We ain't picking cotton no' mo' bitch, we picking off cops
Negro life in association, we issuing out glocks
Mr. officer, crooked
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