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SIC ILL
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Ima Doctor
Uh huh, uh huh I'm a doctor, uh huh yea a paramedic Lets get it. Let's go
Livin through my life is so crazy mane Like Alaskan state patrol in the snow and rain Hopefully you feel my pain Are you seein the same shit like window pane Crucial as ever, in these streets in any weather Out making connections, all everywhere call it teather Yea my rivals hot, you know that I'm better Heavenly flows up in the clouds Call me Mario feather Bitches named heather Wearin striped shirts a trendsetter Got the Paris france mimes against me in vendetta And these letters form to words like scrabble Call my tracks rock music crack, formin outta the gravel This aint no gravel pit and I aint Rza Got me smoking on the dubies rappin, there aint no Smoke Dza You're kinda active but I'm busier DJ spin, you'll get dizzier Chicago Bears, I'm grizzlier Singin, Iggy Azalea Scare you like Freddy Then you wanna hug my ass like Teddy Larger than Life figure Know my goals aint petty On these roads on foot but my wife aint Betty I'm Dino on the flintstones That's why my bark so gritty
(chorus) I'm a doctor, bring you back to life like Reagan You convulsing shakin', have your eyes awaken I'm a doctor, you might see god or satan I dont have no patience, and your family's waitin
You're rollin in a wheelchair and need your medication Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Just got out intensive care, thanks to my respiration And preparation. It equals our separation Of the do-wills - have-nots that fill up our nation While I got the dime they be masturbatin Lookin at vids, thinkin I'm fine With all of the hatin, even the kids Haven't you heard of dope rap Or some lyrics on a beat that slap It's some crap that my vocals shit They be punchin in. I was makin hits New drumkits, on a beat machine Or fruity loops Digital beats be on the USB The itunes loops And I be on the stage like Rage Against the Machine Screamin in a rage to sell em tickets, cash-n-ca ching Rather go to school for doctorin they get paid And with the riches come the bitches and the mansion I'm laid For me to make it you say no way Drinkin on that koolaid Sweat tea and minute-maid But my fuel is more like propane Got me in a office talkin to Hank Hill Barbequein Texas style cuz my flows sic ill And I go Kill Bill, put em a trunk no limbs I be like hush just chill Then I dunk they ass in a rim
(chorus) I'm a doctor, bring you back to life like Reagan You convulsing shakin', have your eyes awaken I'm a doctor, you might see god or satan I dont have no patience, and your family's waitin
I'm a doctor, bring you back to life like Reagan You convulsing shakin', have your eyes awaken I'm a doctor, you might see god or satan I dont have no patience, and your family's waitin
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