Lyrics:
right down on my medicine chest
Got the cure if you love cats feelin' depressed
Qualified to baptize you'll be blessed
No guilt when u takin' out your
school your sons not to hate
But to stay awake, 'cause the scars a razor make is nothin' in comparison
To the gas left on this whole mass, if we don't
the school of life
I f you listen very closely you will see what it's like
Have cool, will travel
Tell myself it ain't true, they just cannot see
Grown
Stimulant and sedative, original repetitive
Violently competitive, a school unaccredited (there it is)
The break beats you get broken with
On time
We put our trust in you
You give us strength to do the things we wanna dooooo
[Bizzy Bone]
Not a party, but we did it like children study in school
I
nigga like me sick no need for no medicine.. Bishop & Keen (What!)
You betta believe you gotta leave
before you get a couple in ya belly..
Keena better
the war and the navy
couldn't bring him to maturity
He keeps referring back to school days
And clinging to his child
Fidgeting and bullied
His crazy wisdom
You predicates ex-cons, rip arms, bettin' chips
Puff medicine play my gangsta beats
Tunnel bangers, Flex, Clue tapes bang in the streets
I'm just
It reminds me of a high school flame
She came behind me and then she rubbed my back
She started moaning and said "yo, let's hit the sack"
Went
my money too big for a rubba band
I'm a veteran, givin' fiends they medicine
I'm in Compton with Game
Bumpin' "Let Me In"
My nigga Will in the pen
He
crackas don't really be
Having no evidence
And I ain't even sick so why the
Hell am I sipping on medicine
Might get deported cause I be
Working like
the diamonds they shining my ears
Whip in the Jaguar, hop in the lear
They vote on me like i'm the mayor
Or should I smoke gas and sip medicine
They vote on me
I hear those tear drops
How you like those hard knocks
Taste your own medicine, how's it goin' down?
Honey how's it feel to walk
A mile in my shoes
bleak
Now he's poppin adderall whenever he gets bored
Always got a bottle of the pills he can afford
"It's just medicine so it must be fine"
Jeremy
better you're not
The one to try and ask me dead it or not
I won't let none of them talks run
I'm old school like needles with a penny on top
This
a little smaller
And so a girl got on a plane
For two weeks in Africa
Johannesburg to Houston
She came home on a mountain
But school was starting,
in the air
Who want beef? I'm vegetarian?
When we thump
Your knees bump like a Kerrigan
The veteran, better than sick crews
Take your medicine, I can
feminine
You could never check my temperature on the internet
Empty threats from a jealous ex, she need medicine for Tourette's
A hurtful text couldn't
Remember back in the days
I used to abstain
Jump across before daybreak
Back to '92 again
Drinking brew again
Never going back to school again
your son to school
And don't know what they teach him?
How you beef wit next block and you don't know the reason?
Me I love myself 'cause I'm black
the
Office for the get back, mayne
I believe in takin'
Go to school and GET that game
Dark brown Cognac to the head
You can't tell me shit
Nigga Michael
Used to be kickin' them doors in my Jordans
I walk in the club with my Lous (Louboutins)
Now we fuck bitches by two
Dropped out of school, they said
Jayson Williams shotty did
With no accidents
Tryna to keep my hands on these Presidents
Til I'm a veteran, mind over medicine
Coke game to Heroin
Nigga
sayin'?
Yo, go 'head (rip that shit)
I rap for listeners, blunt heads, fly ladies and prisoners
Hennessy-holders and old-school niggas, then I be
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