And have the doctors piece you back together.... with any luck.
Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug
No doctors and lawyers or nurses and cops, just fast food,
Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute
That’s like a complacent atheist is asking for jesus
The doctors at the hospital did an analysis
Hayden(starts crying): see? even doctors are afraid of me
Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story
Little do they know his parents are both doctors
Now, if you was the last man walking on earth
And really don't matter unless y'all coming with
Fake doctors giving us symptoms of illnesses
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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