Lyrics:
the kitchen bitching and itching,
While two old school friends haunt the hall ways,
The host proposed a toast all of the ghost,
And the ones that loved us
in medicine,
Calls her on the phone.
"Can I take you out to the pictures,
Joa, oa, oa, oan?"
But as she's getting ready to go,
A knock comes
bed
You wearing my t-shirt and no draws
Come here girl let me take that off
I wanna do it old school got the candles lit
Incense burning, slow music
the hits
While fam broke they wrist
Seen the hustle since a kid
Now I go crazy and setting trends
Give her this dope
This medicine
Been in the game
Other local the rap with a volkalda Am the koko
Other rapper so call
Am medicine for the game like am procold
You cant deny it
I give them what
Florence Nightingale
Well, I went in for some medicine
feelin' like a wounded soldier, deathly pale and a woman did come to my bedside
a regular
keep me on my shit
Remedy and my medicine, what my pockets see
If you playin with my money then
You playin with my bitch
I don't fight over hoes but
I'd
nobody guards him old school
He's seen it all no one alarms him
Bardom, bardom boom-bip the bardom
Put me in a cypher Kris will rip all them
Thanks
No LV’s on no Presley
None of y’all can oppress me
Got sauce since I was in primary
School your boys in a canteen
Don’t wanna talk tings no argue
You
your Daisy Dukes that you slip on after school
And you strut the sidewalks
Like there’s a red carpet underneath your flip flops
So, let’s get half-lit
can be your medicine
Crush you like a beetle but you know I never let it be
Light bulb, light bulb Thomas Edison
Run it like a titan but I never
it's your medicine
Godzilla!
My cauldron bubbles be gone
With knives as big as King Kong (Okay)
I walk around like I am holy but the gates want me
streets
Wanna jump 140 characters Shey Na tweet
Now I don be killer but I only kill beats
If your phone na school this song go repeat (E yeh Yeba)
Welcome
use it as medicine
Like it takes them somewhere they ain't never been
But here you better off not better then
Stuck in the room with an elephant
Open
in medicine,
Calls her on the phone.
"Can I take you out to the pictures,
Joa, oa, oa, oan?"
But as she's getting ready to go,
A knock comes
and hennessy, I hear it callin'
Yeah, I take a sip of that henny I load that tec up
I hit the block wit the medicine give 'em check ups
You see I'm vest up,
Thay charge at me
Rhinoceros
Gentleman gentleman
Come and take up all your medicine
The sedative setting in
Feeling better in your element
I'm about
a cartoon bird's beak
Crack an obvious joke like it's as sharp as a knife, it's
A retractable school play blade kind of life
When all of your posture is
not a well preserved pre-historic bird
It's a 747 beheaded nursing seven scorched feathers
Minnow separated from its school in a pool of soap and water
niggas at now?
We spit rounds, love my town
Westside, nigga Westside for the pound
PCP, we so loud
Trippy medicine that we hitting right now
And we so
changing faces
I'm so ill I make the medicine sick
Rock Mics freak bitches, hottest rapper made it front page
Man these niggas whack I'd rather listen
with me (yeah)
predilection, no prediction
Manifested, bitch, you guessed it
No prescription, but the medicine is heavier than ever
Got brothers
nananananananana
I'll reject all the claims from you, I have my own abilities I got nothing from school
I love freaky activities
There's a lot of stuff for a lot
Peace, what's poppin'?
Uh, we up there with the ethers uh, yeah
Music is my medicine, I smoke calmly
I go numb but never below zombie
Stay
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