just invincible Like Mike Jack said, for me and Al Sharpton won't be broke in Harlem That's that, who made this style, solo or X Are you Tfo's Doctor
Restless, three days without sleep, his mind wrapped in barely perceptible haze, he continues east, shaking, despite the stuttering convulsions and near
shakin' sugar I'm gettin' cake, fetti, cheddy, makin' mucke She said she hate a pusher, I said I hate a booger A snotty attitude, she laughed, I purple haze
(This could be WAY off !) Within this city will come to your children identical sisters in mirrors of haze Magnetic disturbance distorting the meters,
melancholy, half-naked on your unmade bed. And the people you were going to Africa with just left on the Southern Star without you, without you. Yes, the haze
come back and save the day? Fly across the earth, put things in reverse I wish this life was a movie I could just rehearse Certain things I can't doctor
hope in a haze of good dope and cheap wine ? Now in your little white room with no windows and three square sedations a day You plead with the doctor
a little bit too hard She tore the boy to pieces Looked into the mirror I was hypnotized There's was a different man staring back into my eyes Went to the doctor
Like Mike Jack said, for me and Al Sharpton won't be Broke in Harlem That's that, who made this style, solo or X Are you TFO's doctor or Mobb Deep Whoever
down their sluggers Turn their attention from beating the buggers Pick up machine guns and kill camel fuckers Backwoods nation... Calling all doctors
astro plane Follow me walking to the circle of light (*) Follow me this could be the end of your life Floating there above yourself You watch the doctors
the pills will make it go away Better off like this Than to feel the real shit This haze, this fog, this place Twist the top, give me another kiss I love the pills the doctor
just gon' come out tonight and get a brew and relax But no, uh uh, when you're the party starter It's like you're on call, you're what the doctor ordered
he come back and save the day Fly across the earth put things in reverse I wish this life was a movie I could just rehearse certain things I can't doctor
come back and save the day Fly across the earth put things in reverse I wish this life was a movie I could just rehearse Certain things I can't doctor
good riddance of feeling good I'm weapon-concealing, stealing my neighborhood Would, could, and should break a nigga off They'll see you later, go to the doctor
bei Over the Top.... durch meine Adern fliesst Benzin das ist astreiner Stoff hier laufts ab wie in Queens guck wie jeder hier sein Haze tickt unterm