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
Traduzione: Il Fold. Medicina.
the hand of God and I'm like What are all these evils that plagued the hearts of man By sweet talking border patrol until they fold and let them in You
Range Rover He feels threatened, protectin his thoughts as a soldier The older we grow, the more sober gets old The high, of adrenaline barely compares to modern medicine
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
stepped in the water, water was cold Chilled my body, but not my soul Got word early, but when I got old I was like a lost sheep, brought back to the fold
stacks in the club, that's us (man that's us) My boys got the club sewed up Stacks so fat, that they can't fold up (can't fold up) The girls in the
dummies get exposed when your weapon's are chose Power to spit out your mouth cold could leave a man fold Yo, been to certain places where the term "green
like a bitches erection Top candidate did a killin and today's the election Muthafuckas disrespect and get chopped into sections Cuz stressin with a sick marked manic depressant (huh) So wheres my medicine
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
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
in the midst Oh my Lord, Infamous Cock the hammer let it split I'm the damager carnage I'm the razor in your wrist I'm the medicine you hit Got you fucking
heads I've creased and live my footprints wherever I've blessed my presence I.N.S., livin' legend 'til the essence Givin' with no prescription, this is the medicine
like the purest of gold when my rhyme begins everything on your mind ends eat slime from the vines like vitamins every message from allah's like medicine
inside this cell I'll medicate myself I need a way to get away It's the life that we lead You're here today, you're gone tomorrow What's there left to believe Fold
only the real Reality is trife by forcefield, but I shield Police guns'll blast, little late to stab at your hi-ide Under fire you fold, under fire you fold
