[Verse 1: The Doctor]
I said they had me in the nursery
More like an infirmary
Lock me up
Surgically my mind connected to time and record
For the record
I bind crimes when I lecture
Line up Columbine eye to scope of a vector
No crime to God with a scepter
Brain receptors stimulated by d** alcohol third eye whatever
With every endeavor I get more clever
Sever the sense of every n***a thinking they could do better
I'm an artist I put a piece in my name just so I could shoot better
I draw my pen and spray to the paper
My ink do ballet when I inhale this vapor
Mak told me do it for soul
So i flex my ab-dominal
And spit my real nature
Garcia y Vega to my lips
Fully extended clip
I got my fingertip on the steering wheel in the whip
Bail out any homie doing a bid
Fifth of Jamison in my grip
Hit you off that high horse
With a rifle from my jacket wedged
See you from my gla**es lense
Smoking a square like a sniper in a f**ing Iraqi camp
Who the terrorist?
I fear it is
Americans
Less of the arabics
Heretics
God forgive me for my arrogance
PHD, Salute
[Verse 2: Mak Nikova]
Everybody lives to see the bad guy cry
He can't make it out the house without people asking why
Now my situation ride on anybody trying to lie
They think they have it all but really all they have is time
I'm a Venus with a penis
A mind full of demons
You can peep out my confessions even on Rap Genius
I'm a swinger with these meanings
Keep a sack at all my meetings
Planning to boss more see we trying to break even
Economy is sore plus money has no feelings
Now the earth looking poor because they rather have it seedless
Raising their hands when I spit it
Now they backhanding the ceiling
How does it feel pimpin, to have the real reveal it?
I could talk about my life but you would think that I'm bragging
Having dreams of going to the mall and buying it laughing like
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