Lyrics:
going one more day
One more day is all I ask
I know I need to stop
Tomorrow may be that task
Today I will put on my mask
Driving down this busy road
Shows
Sometimes i feel like a monster
Count my sins
My days grow darker
I'm already dead my days are dark
I'm already bled don't call a doc
Sometimes i
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
Funk Doc M.E.TH on da world premiere
From New Jerz straight talk, america's best
Co' Island Staten Island is where I'm at
why'all amateurs act like
Bomb ass pussy
Ma ooh you got that bomb, know you got it
Ma ooh, you got some bomb ass pussy
Ma I know you got that bomb bomb pussy
(Whachu
Bomb ass pussy
Ma ooh you got that bomb, know you got it
Ma ooh, you got some bomb ass pussy
Ma I know you got that bomb bomb pussy
(Whachu
told me, "It's a feeling they'll ever know"
I pack up all my sins in every L that I blow
And let 'em go, let 'em go, let 'em go, let 'em go
In
like the way they spreading my name like
Why they do that
They wanna get in my head and get me mad
Doc said I got 20/20 vision, so I see through the fake
fuckin' mouth
(But Dr. Dre!) See that's exactly what I'm talkin' bout
That shit right there, that's all day long
Just don't stop, I gots to be alone
the clay on top of your pedestal
And you can be my Patrick Swayze
Though I know you don't get that reference yet
(But soon you will)
I was stuck in
What I want everybody to do right now
Is blow your motherfuckin horns
Louder, louder!
Yo, if you want that shit (that shit)
That hardcore rough
Bomb ass pussy
Ma ooh you got that bomb, know you got it
Ma ooh, you got some bomb ass pussy
Ma I know you got that bomb bomb pussy
(Whachu doin?)
he's the doc
If you've got anxiety or even Tourettes
Try my special cigarettes
It might not cure your anxiety
But it gets you fucked and the first one's
I'm bumping my music two speakers in my trunk
Roll them windows down I know you smell that skunk
I'm bumping my music two speakers in my trunk
Roll
devils in my cries
That's when we aligned
cs our lips mystically linked
We spit rhythmically in sync
Right now I cannot trust anybody here
Right now I
basis
But all they ever really want is my cash
Let me borrow just a couple hundred dollars
And you know that I'm a pay you back, my ass
This world so
And how does that make you feel
I still think I got it all
So how would you describe yourself
Doc I fuckin' failed
Failed
Failed
So a buck a pail
For
Marty McFly, Sorcerer ahead of his time
When lightning strikes the clock, Make sure I'm back in time to save Doc
Learn to ride or die, who knows
Time
right, that's all right)
Always pass me by
But long as I know
Oh, got a seat in Your kingdom, Lord
It's all right
(That's all right)
Yeah, it's
(Can't believe it)
Hit the doc' to re-up, I can't cope without my medicine (I can't cope)
I'm just fiending for the pills, the only thing that's genuine
"Fuck dat!" if I'm a tough act to follow
("Fuck dat!!!") Disagree I bring the beef gyro
Only right I spiral the hot shit that I know
Then buy a six
Yo, turn me up some yeah
Ayo, you gotta respect my shit
You know what I mean?
I been silent for so long
Ayo, Beave, I been that nigga
For so long,
nigga
I really needed doc to see me dealin' with these seizures
Junior Seau, concussion, suicidal every season
Go to hell and that's exactly where
Will they ever let me go?
With them I've combined (miss that by the wanted, no)
Fear creeps over me
Pupils dilate
Pale I become now
Face with wild
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