: 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
song 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
Well I woke up last night in a technology haze My eyes were all sparked From this common malaise So I found me a doctor who said he'd even me out Take
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
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
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
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
for the cataract Doctor say it's legal To twist up green Call it Philadel eagle (shortymack) Knockout pays me my check Silver haze blowin out the lambourghini
the card for the cataract Doctor say it's legal To twist up green Call it Philadel eagle (shortymack) Knockout pays me my check Silver haze blowin
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
