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SIC ILL - Ima Doctor lyrics

rate me

Uh huh, uh huh

I'm a doctor, uh huh yea a paramedic

Lets get it. Let's go

Livin through my life is so crazy mane

Like Alaskan state patrol in the snow and rain/

Hopefully you feel my pain

Are you seein the same shit like window pane/

Crucial as ever, in these streets in any weather

Out making connections, all everywhere call it teather/

Yea my rivals hot, you know that I'm better

Heavenly flows up in the clouds

Call me Mario feather/

Bitches named heather

Wearin striped shirts a trendsetter/

Got the Paris france mimes against me in vendetta/

And these letters form to words like scrabble

Call my tracks rock music crack, formin outta the gravel/

This aint no gravel pit and I aint Rza

Got me smoking on the dubies rappin, there aint no Smoke Dza/

You're kinda active but I'm busier

DJ spin, you'll get dizzier/

Chicago Bears, I'm grizzlier

Singin, Iggy Azalea/

Scare you like Freddy

Then you wanna hug my ass like Teddy/

Larger than Life figure

Know my goals aint petty/

On these roads on foot

but my wife aint Betty/

I'm Dino on the flintstones

That's why my bark so gritty/

(chorus)

I'm a doctor, bring you back to life like Reagan

You convulsing shakin', have your eyes awaken/

I'm a doctor, you might see god or satan

I dont have no patience, and your family's waitin/

You're rollin in a wheelchair and need your medication

Just got out intensive care, thanks to my respiration/

And preparation. It equals our separation

Of the do-wills - have-nots that fill up our nation/

While I got the dime they be masturbatin

Lookin at vids, thinkin I'm fine

With all of the hatin, even the kids/

Haven't you heard of dope rap

Or some lyrics on a beat that slap/

It's some crap that my vocals shit

They be punchin in. I was makin hits/

New drumkits, on a beat machine

Or fruity loops/

Digital beats be on the USB

The itunes loops/

And I be on the stage like Rage Against the Machine/

Screamin in a rage to sell em tickets, cash-n-ca ching/

Rather go to school for doctorin they get paid/

And with the riches come the bitches and the mansion I'm laid/

For me to make it you say no way

Drinkin on that koolaid/

Sweat tea and minute-maid

But my fuel is more like propane/

Got me in a office talkin to Hank Hill

Barbequein Texas style cuz my flows sic ill/

And I go Kill Bill, put em a trunk no limbs/

I be like hush just chill

Then I dunk they ass in a rim/

(chorus)

I'm a doctor, bring you back to life like Reagan

You convulsing shakin', have your eyes awaken/

I'm a doctor, you might see god or satan

I dont have no patience, and your family's waitin/

I'm a doctor, bring you back to life like Reagan

You convulsing shakin', have your eyes awaken/

I'm a doctor, you might see god or satan

I dont have no patience, and your family's waitin/

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