Lyrics:
don't get out the door
In two seconds flat,
"You unpatriotic,
Rotten doctor Commie rat."
Well, he threw a Reader's Digest
At my head and I did run,
I did
(The hypnotic, the hypnotic)
(The hypnotic, the hypnotic)
[7X]
Yo,
I knew this girl named Alana with mad persona
She dealt with reality never
And you're all alone
Flesh and bone
By the telephone
Lift up the receiver
I'll make you a believer
I will deliver
You know I'm a forgiver
Reach out, touch
Reach out and touch faith
Feeling unknown
And you're all alone
Flesh and bone
By the telephone
Lift up the receiver
I'll make you a believer
Take second
And you're all alone
Flesh and bone
By the telephone
Lift up the receiver
I'll make you a believer
I will deliver
You know I'm a forgiver
Reach out, touch
Reach out and touch faith
Feeling unknown
And you're all alone
Flesh and bone
By the telephone
Lift up the receiver
I'll make you a believer
Take second
Feeling unknown
And you're all alone
Flesh and bone
By the telephone
Lift up the receiver
I'll make you a believer
Take second best
Put me
Reach out and touch faith
Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who cares
Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
It's 1-9-9-tre, so let me just play
It's Snoop Dogg, I'm on the mic, I'm back with Dr. Dre
But this time, I'ma hit your ass with a touch
To leave
get out the door
In two seconds flat
"You unpatriotic
Rotten doctor Commie rat"
Well, he threw a Reader's Digest
At my head and I did run
I did
Oh yeah, it's a brand new life
(Get a brand new life)
It's out there somewhere
(Don't just settle for second best)
Oh yeah, a brand new life (Call now)
Dogg, I'm on the mic, I'm back with Dr. Dre
But this time, I'ma hit your ass with a touch
To leave motherfuckers in a daze, fucked up
So sit back,
It's 1-9-9-tre, so let me just play
It's Snoop Dogg, I'm on the mic, I'm back with Dr. Dre
But this time, I'ma hit your ass with a touch
To leave
'cause we live by the sword
Three, plus sixty degrees
Two, for the black and the blue
One, for the sun, step into millennium
Ten
Nine
Eight
Seven
Pt 1
On and on, on and on, on and on, on and on
On and on, on and on, on and on, yo
It goes on and on and on
All around the clock
2-4-7 like
story,
I'm Kelly Washington reporting for WKKT Cannel 7
Witnesses say that around 1.45 this morning shots were fired out of an atlanta nightclub rapper
tormenting me
My minds a hall of mirrors where you're all I see
I get sicker by the second you're my lifelong curse
My egg shell head is your to break I
You must not know about me
You must not know about me
I'll have another you by tomorrow
So don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're
the mind
(8) Take the head of a snake
(7) Behold Armaggedeon
(6) Ain't no love for the rich
(5) Only strong will survive
(4) Cause we live by the sword
Looked down from a broken sky
Traced out by the city of lights
My world from a mile high
Best seat in the house tonight
Touch down on the cold
(ooh-oh, oh, oh, ooh-oh, oh, oh)
I remember lookin' in the mirror, knowin' I was gifted
Only child, me for seven years, everything for Christmas
Family
do it my way
Hush baby, don't talk so much
Just wanna feel ya touch
Everything will be OK
If you do it my way (my way, my way)
Hush baby
You
a missile by your crib
Shoot you in the stomach now your pissin' out your ears
Hollygrove all day bodies in the hallway
And if you come searchin' then your
straight
Out of a dream
Like you know, a half-remembered dream, or something
There's something like that in "touch", he said that
Oh really?
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