I Need a Doctor

I just don't give a fuck
I'm so sick I need a doctor not a manager
My style flow sick
Squad is straight

I just don't give a fuck
I'm so sick I need a doctor not a manager
My style flow sick
Squad is straight

Doctor doctor gimme the news
I gotta bad case, of pushin 22's
Up and down the block
Boogie down to Bangkok
Pullin Arabian babes
Cuz they know that Iraq
And exactly what they ordered
I won't give them nothin short of
Not an overdose of opium
I'll take the podium
Rest in peace to autotune
I can't believe in June
It's been 9 long years since HOV read ya eulogy
Now these Zombies back to haunt ya
Mumblin on every corner
You know what we on, raw since Nickelodeon
Cereal and cartoons
Fuck y'all siver spoons
Scrappy bastard beat
But at least I wear it beautifully

I just don't give a fuck
I'm so sick I need a doctor not a manager
My style flow sick
Squad is straight

I just don't give a fuck
I'm so sick I need a doctor not a manager
My style flow sick
Squad is straight

Who else can wrap ya head up and scramble ya cerebrals
Keep pickin my brain, enjoy your breakfast burrito
I'm a fuckin Jersey guido
But they judge me like Lance Ito
Depending on the people
I be cautious like the peephole
Cuz my daddy was a gringo but my mama Puerto Rico
Born and bred Brooklyn, one more time Brooklyn!
Bush-Bushwick Boricua, 'fo the hipsters moved in
Cops can't kick us out, cuz that's called a shoe in
Yeah I know we loud as fuck but why you callin ya friends
Comb ya beard bro, and stop taking offense
I get pennies of these thoughts that's a dollar well spent
If you tryna save my hood, stop raising my rent

I just don't give a fuck
I'm so sick I need a doctor not a manager
My style flow sick
Squad is straight

I just don't give a fuck
I'm so sick I need a doctor not a manager
My style flow sick
Squad is straight

Make no mistake, I ain't come up with thugs
There's a million ways to die
I ain't banging no slugs
Dough comes from the yoga
I ain't pushin no drugs
But if you know my last name
You know I came with Budd
Take caution when you listen
Just to understand my vision
Though I cuss like a sailor
Smoke stems like inhalers
My message is peace now pass it to the children
Yeah I'm Mr. Nice Guy
Cuz I'm sick of the dying rate
My problem's I give too many fucks like a slut
On Valentine's day
But nonetheless since the beats dropped
They call me cardiac arrest cuz he suddenly stopped.

I just don't give a fuck
I'm so sick I need a doctor not a manager
My style flow sick
Squad is straight

I just don't give a fuck
I'm so sick I need a doctor not a manager
My style flow sick
Squad is straight



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Budd
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