: yo solo quiero volar abrir mis alas mama dejame probar lose hay gente mala dejame disfrutar q esta edad se pasa rapida y cada sensacion del corazon
yo solo quiero volar abrir mis alas mama dejame probar lose hay gente mala dejame disfrutar q esta edad se pasa rapida y cada sensacion del corazon es
until I fucking collapse I felt nothing, it was all nothing, nothing seemed to work straight I was a failure that came outta my mother on my birthday (Doctor, doctor
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
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
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 and
avoir, on reviendra ce soir S'enfermer dans cette cave... prisonniers volontaires De ces docteurs qui savent soigner tes miseres. Come on, Doctor ! I trust you... Purple Haze
gon' come out at night and get a brew and relax but nooo! Uh-uh, when you the party starter It's like, you on call, you what the doctor ordered It's
holdin it's own Let the barrel announce my ferocity Twist spacious velocities For haters watchin me Make your block an atrocity Break you down microscopic Only doctors
army, they've called in the police too I'm stranded on the vortex floor My head's been kicked in and blood's started to pour Through the haze, I can
city in a drought Fuck a boat I could fly there, 300 an ounce Reup my account, wear and durag and I ain't got waves I only got haze pumpin out the bat
, The Chronic is back This is indo, produced by Timbo Game over; nah the N.W.A. chain choker Is burnin rubber inside the Range Rover Chain smokin', purple haze
, I stay dressed to kill I found my thrill on Blueberry Hill Hittin' the haze, now I'm on stilts I'm too high, struggle like Precious Love doctor, niggaz
don't wanna start no drama We just clap & revolve 'em We just clap & revolve 'em Nine? Check, forty? Check K's check, you be the first to go Haze? Yes
, good riddance I'm feelin' good I'm weapon-concealin', stealin' my neighborhood Would, could, and should break a nigga off They'll see you later, go to the 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
IF ONLY If only, if only Saw New York standing black and White From Goethal's in the distance Haze plays on lights at night Wish i could watch and dream
