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Doctor Lyrics - Artist : Lox Chatterbox
I'm too lit maybe I should cool down
I'm too sick, doctor, what I do now? Take two of these every three hours please But honestly there isn't much that I could do for you now All that Problems, we got all that Issues, we got all that Doctors don't know what to call it I'm sick All that Problems, we got all that Issues, we got all that Doctors don't know what to call it I'm sick (I'm sick) (I'm sick) Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Ooooh I'm too lit maybe I should cool down I'm too sick, doctor, what I do now? Take two of these every three hours please But honestly there isn't much that I could do for you now Too sick that they can't diagnose it They don't know, is it -itis, -osis, virus, parasites or poisons They don't know what the result is So sick they don't know how to test me Blood test, CT scan, x-rays Next day they tell me They don't know what's wrong with me And that it must be a head case Blessed the day that I stay Rest in peace it must have been my fate I just care not what they gon' say I be doin' my shit either way I'm sick [?] motherfucking helicopter Doing hella narcotics Takin' 'em from a doctor Every verse that I'm sayin' bringin' hella controversy God have mercy I'm too lit maybe I should cool down I'm too sick, doctor, what I do now? Take two of these every three hours please But honestly there isn't much that I could do for you now I'm sick All that Problems, we got all that Issues, we got all that Doctors don't know what to call it I'm sick All that Problems, we got all that Issues, we got all that Doctors don't know what to call it I'm sick I ain't lying doctor, I'm a product of environment Smoke, liquor, percocet and everything my mamma gives Started pushing, started selling, way before I tasted it (I tasted it) And you wonder how it came to this I don't really know what's going on But I got this sweat drippin' of my palm [?] goin' up, shit keep going up They don't even know what the fuck been wrong I feel like dead Feel like I ain't got that much time left Feel like I been steppin' in the wrong direction I'll admit No regrets This is life This is all that I got left What is next? I should probably take a couple seconds rest Inhale Deep breaths Get air up in my chest Been so upset All my thoughts cannot collect (Not collect) What's my diagnosis I'm dying slow Doctor let me know (I don't want a death like that) What is my prognosis I'm dying slow So sick I can't go (Not like this anymore) I'm too lit maybe I should cool down I'm too sick, doctor, what I do now? Take two of these every three hours please But honestly there isn't much that I could do for you now I'm sick All that Problems, we got all that Issues, we got all that Doctors don't know what to call it I'm sick All that Problems, we got all that Issues, we got all that Doctors don't know what to call it I'm sick So lit, I'm so lit No denying but I'm so sick I'm so sick Bitch I'm dying Check the news strips The old bits I'll be smiling with an old pic Some bullshit In my bio Like, RIP Lox (Did you know this?) Stick it in the corpse like rigamortis Straight to the dome, diagnosis Brain so fried I could never make sense I'm so wrecked they tell me I should cool down Doctors lookin' at my medical records so confused now I'm too lit maybe I should cool down I'm too sick, doctor, what I do now? Take two of these every three hours please But honestly there isn't much that I could do for you now All that Problems, we got all that Issues, we got all that Doctors don't know what to call it I'm sick All that Problems, we got all that Issues, we got all that Doctors don't know what to call it I'm sick What's my dickig-no- Sis I'm dy-ing slow What is my prog-no |
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