Lyrics:
over a livery stable
Doc Brown and his satchel went
And on the hitchin' post at the kerb below
To advertise his wares
He nailed a little sign that read
a Livery stable
Doc Brown and his practice went
On the hitchin' post at the curb below
To advertise his wares
He nailed a little sign that read
'Doc
carrot on a stick, I don't think I'm ever getting at?
cfter the doc, there's the post doc
then a second post doc, and it won't stop.
I'm waiting for
Don't thing I'm stupid
I know what you're doing
Financial crisis
Your sales are going up
I'm a post doc,
Being treated like a dog
Low paid
Brown and his satchel went
On the hitching post at the curb below to advertise his wares
He nailed up a little sign that read "Doc Brown has moved up
fake love, but it's a Drake song
Non-stop the motto just hold on we're going home
What you learn post hoc
Our master plan never got us to post doc
Ésto parece Cali
Post coro (DOC)
eeny, miny, moe, x2
Wo oh Oh
Quién es el ladrón? x2
Wo oh Oh
eeny, miny, moe, x2
Wo oh Oh
No nos pillan hoy
stomach aches
I did my post doc in pain management and these non pharmacological treatments for pain
Which a lot of people think are fluff and pseudoscience
the intellect
When I rep for the hood
From raised fist to Dean's List
Unseen to can't miss
Low GRE to recognized scholarship
Hard knock to post-doc
I circle
Independent replication of it in a year or two
cs post docs start to see it as a career move
cnd if you never gave up on it, cheers to you
Cold fusion
Some
Lock on first
To stir the pot
No crock
The spot gon' burn
Nerves are shot
Post op
The doc don't learn
Copped a clot of the dollars that I'm not gon'
stop, won't stop
Show my pictures to their docs
Body bangin post op
Yea I sing, but I don't do wop
Stealing my lines like a coke head
So fuck you sis like
ya
That Drac gon shoc , yeah, yeah
Put him on a stretch, yeah
Don't need no doc, yeah
ReMemberPost it on the block, yeah
Drawls full of rocks, yeah
Who am I
Who am I
Bitches it's drill just call me doc
You would just post it on that block
Them shots ring off he out his socks
They already know
her
To the Hotel, Niko, on some Sauve shit like, Rico
That's when I caught a Vision like Coleco
A high-post hoe, a perfect way for me to keep dough
Post it tweet it share it like it
Post it post it post it post it
If you wanna chat, just send me a snap
Somethings wrong doc, I think its viral
Yo
at me
I'll make sure your ever after ain't happily
They'll bring flowers, light candles
Post pictures up
Spray paint handball courts –
Dead nigga stuff
you post
(Win, lose, draw, I swear I'd bet it all for you)
We could meet up out in Vegas
I'ma pull out the Vacheron
We could meet up out in Vegas,
We're the gang that couldn't shoot straight but we aim to please
Viet vets and drifters shell shocked from the hill
At the Continental Doc Savage pays
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
on the fence post
Getting chased, by them Jackboys, think it's 'bout to fuzz
Like a lint roller they wait 'til it's late, they will tiptoe
Through your living
the headline, that was blast on today's Post
Dead King, thought he could ace Ghost
Queen, couldn't even jack Monk
Probably find him in Doc Doom's back trunk
the headline, that was blast on today's Post
Dead King, thought he could ace Ghost
Queen, couldn't even jack Monk
Probably find him in Doc Doom's back trunk
can't quite remember how I got myself back home
All I wanted to do was go to sleep and be alone
Cowboy Concussion
Verse 2:
T-post poundin' for summer
.jpg "Mike Post")
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