problem is The first step of the cure is a kiss They call me (Dr. Love) They call me Dr. Love (calling Dr. Love) I've got the cure you're thinkin' of (calling Dr. Love) [x4
to be the only way to stop the pain [Zach screaming 2x:] You can kill the revolutionary But you can't kill the revolution [Zach & Maynard screaming 4
want to fill the world up with silly love songs What's wrong with that? I need to know. 'cause here i go... Again! I love you (X4) I can't explain
to be the only way to stop the pain (Zach screaming 2x:) You can kill the revolutionary But you can't kill the revolution (Zach & Maynard screaming 4
't stand it With more Fruitier Loops then that Toucan Sam Bitch Plus, the Bombazee got me wild Fuckin' with us is a straight suicide 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4
hand and get the third Finger out ya ear hole like "Fuck what you heard" Now, that's what I call hardcore, let's act fool Mr. Fix-It like Handyman I pack tool
respect, and I was born to wreck Spit techs, by your rockets threw jets Who's next, to get hit by firepower that's so raw Go play 4-4's ready for war
a guard warden I'm horny cut like Lizzie Borden fuck this biz I'm bored n keep a Source award But now I'm tourin for ? the door and watch porn at 4 in
the way you buss my tool, but if my boyfriend finds out that were linking its gonna be on tops when he finds you, (Frisco) what the hell can your boyfriend do?(x4
F*ck Skepta (x3) Let me hear you say f*ck Skepta F*ck Skepta (x4) He sold out I sold out, Yeah There weren't one ticket left not even a chair I should
mud? Whatta you know? he pulled out my 4-4 Now I got no choice, so I let it all flow (Whatta you know?) The motherfucker's all blastin' 4-5 equal In
I'll turn your blocks upside down like Rubik's Cube I need a bad girl to make a nigga lose his cool But in the heat of the battle she'll pull his tool
After that I'll slap your ass again and tell you to shut the fuck up shutting up And that's how you body a fucking beat [Voice] [Verse 4: Joell Ortiz
live Know you annoyed but don't make the mistake I'm state to state in that Honda ****, not an Accord I'm in that Honda G4 you will never afford And
and Richie Paul Bitch, I ball, ho, you lame, look at my Laneys, switchin' lanes Look at my 9s, look at my Blazers, look at my 4s, cut wit' laser Look
I Still Keep A Strap Wit Me, I Ain't Never Been A Slipper That's A House Shoe Got My Education Without School Quiet As A Mouse Move But I Keep A Loud Tool
in The Source Being the king of the magazines and in a Porsche My release date is more important to the country than Tunin' into your news stations November 4
; I'm a beast The pall bearer the one, the two carryin you (3) I'ma be leavin y'all sleep all in them trauma sheets (2) to who buryin you on the count of three (4