Irritated with the haters that be comin' around So I kick it like a brother but with a African style Meetin' with them I' really sure so, I'm too sick for a cure
Somebody call the doctor man, remix It's like them haters out there Got a sickness man that need to be cured Hey, hey, hater, hey, hey, hey hater Hey,
) Pick 'em up, put 'em down (Love science) Bring it on home (Love science) Got to be a scientist of love Hey you Sometimes you get screwed up, then you're looking for a cure
Was it in the cold of that knife you screwed In the heart of the enduring? 'Cause when you opened that door You knew, well now there'd be no returning
don't want to hear another excuse How it ain't your fault when you lose And you're the prisoner Your mind's diseased, my mind is cured I was the prisoner
like that somedays Ain't no rainbow in the sky When you feel U G L Y And that's ugly, ugly All of us just feel like that somedays Ain't no cure that
Could you take some wood Some screws and tools Sketch some plans And make things Could you dig some earth Plant some seeds Patiently wait And grow things
. Later that night I was in such a bad mood Sittin' in a bar drinkin' hard, getting stewed Thinkin' 'bout that girl & how 'bout I'd been screwed When
the damn police We just wanna get our kicks for free We just wanna get our kicks for free Well, I was walkin' through MacArthur Park Lookin' for some sugar just to cure
editin' The liquid soluble that made up the chemistry A gaseous element, that burned down your ministry Herbal vapors and biblical papers Smokin' exo-dust, every square yard is plush Fuck the screw
that a missing screw is all it lacked I'll walk under ladders but the funny thing is each time I do I go flying I've had moments when depression seemed the only cure
out with my friends, I took my Dad's car I never thought he would find out But I crashed in a wall man I'm dead I guess it's no use I'm screwing up
ready yet to come screaming out the closet I said goddamn you got me real good all I wanna be is wanna be is cured all I want to be is cured until
Blaze) And you take that game and you plug that here into Bobby Steels (Ohh yeah) Now you are playing with power (Yeah get that mouthpiece screwed on
got T.V. blues and i don't have any friends here among the cats heare among the cats i got the cure for the flues and i really don't mind the screws i
some days Ain't no rainbow in the sky When you feel U.G.L.Y. And that's ugly, ugly All of us just feel like that some days Ain't no cure that you can
flippin with the screens lit Ridin with the Big Dogg, we (Breakin 'em off) Sippin the stuff to cure my cough, pardon me, I'm throwed off With the screw