Let's get to the point Let's get to this condition Let's get to the point Let's get to this condition Here we go again We're taking medicine to take
Traduction: Le Pli. Médecine.
flesh licking ladies While you and your mother Were asleep in the trailer park Thunderous sparks from the dark of the stadiums The music and medicine
a little closer to your death which was fine with her, she never got upset and with all the day she may have left she would never clean another mess or fold
it's time for you to hate me again Let's begin, now hand me the pen How should I begin it and where does it all end? My medicine ball, you're in my medicine
hatred of his Checking into a small reality Boring as a drug you take too regularly The athlete's laugh; the broken crutch The first true love that folded
fold your cold hands and bless my soul how your tears put out the fire angel of death take my body lift me away from this heat fold your cold hands
a look fah dem know where to find us We deh inna di club wid we woman a wine up Fi dem medical marijuana everybody a sign up And form a union di herbalist
spilled nut aint nothing to cry over Never shoulda' came within Range of my Rover Shoulda' known i was trouble soon as I rolled up, Any chick who's coming up after I blind fold
escape this disease Which can`t flee Give us your habits Medicine our thoughts Let us play this game In which we already lost Set up must fold
shit [Verse 1:] Uh, I'm rollin' up the windows while I'm smoking weed Driving through my town like I don't know the speed Countin' so much paper I can't fold
Doctor, my eyes have seen the years And the slow parade of fears without crying Now I want to understand I have done all that I could To see the evil
a little closer to your death, which was fine with her She never got upset and with all the days she may have left She would never clean another mess or fold
the spilled nut aint nothing to cry over Never shoulda' came within Range of my Rover Shoulda' known i was trouble soon as I rolled up, Any chick who's coming up after I blind fold
ya' the spilled nut ain't nothing to cry over never shoulda' came within range of rover shoulda' known I was trouble soon as i rolled up Any chick who's coming up after I blind fold
you and catch you off guard Niggaz know that I crept slow And never fold bitch, hollows we let 'em go And hope them little jugs you sold cover your medical