to find if you need him A nod of your head brings the medicine man The medicine man The medicine man The medicine man Babies, mother, junky whore
s why I'm on what I'm on cause I'm My Mom! [Bridge 2:] My mom loves valium now while I am There's a party animal, I am what I am But I'm strong to the
my body limbs crowded, Out my mouth like chlorophyll dispel all skill whack MC's, ?? decapitate immortals, Now growing vines from my arms I'm like the swamp thing man
on do ? O yo wan dix Why Mada fuck you J'ai le medicament des vampaya and crew Mon quartier on l'appelle ''laurisique ooouuu'' One a l'habitude de traiter les animaux
goes back out and blood goes back in Body goes back to hospital where it comes alive again The medics walk backwards like an Irish dance Put the wounded man
I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me I don't like the drugs, the drugs, the drugs Norm life baby We're white and oh so hetero And our sex is
ass nigaa dyin in style. He didn't want to look up to me now he gotta look down. Somebody better tell him on these beats I'm a beast. Half man half animal
lots of drugs That's why I'm on what I'm on 'cause I'm my mom My mom loved Valium Now all I am is a party animal I am what I am but I'm strong to the
And try to sit high where them drugs be Filthy rich looking broke Fuck a bitch I wan't the world trust Keeping Feds of my ass I gotta think fast 'Cause black man
the medics and and all the passers by go back Where they came from till eventually No one surrounds him and the blood pours up him Rather than down him The man
educational career began interestingly enough in agricultural school, where he majored in animal husbandry, until they caught him at it one day. Whereupon he switched to the field of medicine
a ball in a pocket. And they call that sloth. The first big step on the road To the depths of deg-ra-Day-- I say, first, medicinal wine from a teaspoon
Animals infected with diseases, in so called medical research. Insane humans are obsessional, just consider them bestial. Man's controlling their lifes
sold to slavery We welcomed them as brothers, knowing nothing of their greed Born hunters not the hunted, as the white man hunts for me We are descendants of the animals
, all that noise? call that flight of the water boys, meet and greet and they all slap five, cheek to cheek when they colonize, and a grown ass man shall
my mouth like chlorophyll dispel all skill whack MC's, I leave em flat decapitate immortals, Now growing vines from my arms I'm like the swamp thing man
Now you wanna talk about bladder problems Then the man you wanna talk to will probably be my cousin Earl I guess you all know Earl He lives out on Route
