歌曲 | Medicine |
歌手 | South Park Mexican |
专辑 | Time Is Money |
First verse: | |
All this time, you've been mine, heaven-sent valentine | |
And just like that, my life stopped on the dime | |
I can't stop cryin', inside i'm dyin' | |
I caught you red-handed, that's what i get for spyin' | |
But i've been suspicious, cuz you done caught me with some bitches | |
But you promised not to shoot me with the same triggers | |
You didn't know the new benz i just bought you | |
Could be tracked by satellite, and that's how i caught you | |
Oh baby why? in the past i've been unfaithful | |
I can't believe it, i feel like, this nigga raped you | |
But you allowed it, you gave yourself to a coward | |
I'ma bury both of you, and still buy you flowers | |
Chorus: | |
Remember when | |
Our love would never end? | |
But now i am | |
Tastin' my own medicine | |
(2x) | |
Second verse: | |
It's disturbin', it's sick, i keep thinkin' bout this shit | |
I wanna spit on your face, while you lie in a ditch | |
You forgave me, but i just can't forgive you | |
Cuz it ain't the same, i can't explain it, but it's true | |
It's way worse, i never felt pain like this | |
I can't take you back, you fuckin' nasty ass bitch | |
You destroyed me, you ruined, everything i worked for | |
A house with an elevator, a spa on the third floor | |
I still love you, but never in my life will i touch you | |
You disgust me, your beautiful face became ugly | |
I just wish you was a dream, and that i could wake up | |
But it's real, so i keep, gettin' drunk, as fuck | |
Chorus | |
Third verse: | |
I'm home waitin' for you, you don't know that i know yet | |
You're probably gettin' fucked right now, sippin' some moet | |
I checked the address, it's some dude named paul | |
Thirty-three years old, oh yeah, i checked it all | |
Probably met him at the mall, spendin' up my cash | |
G-string up your ass, wearin' tight ass pants | |
Oh my, look who just pulled up in her benz? | |
Where you been at girl? oh, doin' some errands? | |
Take your shit off! let me smell you, what you thinkin' bout? | |
I know where you've been! shut your muthafuckin' mouth! | |
Whose house is this? and who the hell is paul? | |
What you mean this ain't a house? this where you took the dog? | |
You mean....this the vetinarian's office? | |
You got the parvo shots, for the puppy i just bought us? | |
It's some old man named dr. paul seigel? | |
Here's the business card, in case i don't believe you? | |
Call him up right now? nah baby that's okay | |
You know i trust you, i love you, that's all day | |
Why is my face red? it looks like i've been cryin'? | |
Gangsta's don't cry baby, don't even try it | |
Chorus | |
Yeah | |
This song is dedicated for all you niggas fuckin' over the women you love. | |
If she don't get you back, your conscience will. | |
And if she's not happy, you won't be happy, that's just the way it goes. | |
Yeah, this the spm, it don't never quit |
First verse: | |
All this time, you' ve been mine, heavensent valentine | |
And just like that, my life stopped on the dime | |
I can' t stop cryin', inside i' m dyin' | |
I caught you redhanded, that' s what i get for spyin' | |
But i' ve been suspicious, cuz you done caught me with some bitches | |
But you promised not to shoot me with the same triggers | |
You didn' t know the new benz i just bought you | |
Could be tracked by satellite, and that' s how i caught you | |
Oh baby why? in the past i' ve been unfaithful | |
I can' t believe it, i feel like, this nigga raped you | |
But you allowed it, you gave yourself to a coward | |
I' ma bury both of you, and still buy you flowers | |
Chorus: | |
Remember when | |
Our love would never end? | |
But now i am | |
Tastin' my own medicine | |
2x | |
Second verse: | |
It' s disturbin', it' s sick, i keep thinkin' bout this shit | |
I wanna spit on your face, while you lie in a ditch | |
You forgave me, but i just can' t forgive you | |
Cuz it ain' t the same, i can' t explain it, but it' s true | |
It' s way worse, i never felt pain like this | |
I can' t take you back, you fuckin' nasty ass bitch | |
You destroyed me, you ruined, everything i worked for | |
A house with an elevator, a spa on the third floor | |
I still love you, but never in my life will i touch you | |
You disgust me, your beautiful face became ugly | |
I just wish you was a dream, and that i could wake up | |
But it' s real, so i keep, gettin' drunk, as fuck | |
Chorus | |
Third verse: | |
I' m home waitin' for you, you don' t know that i know yet | |
You' re probably gettin' fucked right now, sippin' some moet | |
I checked the address, it' s some dude named paul | |
Thirtythree years old, oh yeah, i checked it all | |
Probably met him at the mall, spendin' up my cash | |
Gstring up your ass, wearin' tight ass pants | |
Oh my, look who just pulled up in her benz? | |
Where you been at girl? oh, doin' some errands? | |
Take your shit off! let me smell you, what you thinkin' bout? | |
I know where you' ve been! shut your muthafuckin' mouth! | |
Whose house is this? and who the hell is paul? | |
What you mean this ain' t a house? this where you took the dog? | |
You mean.... this the vetinarian' s office? | |
You got the parvo shots, for the puppy i just bought us? | |
It' s some old man named dr. paul seigel? | |
Here' s the business card, in case i don' t believe you? | |
Call him up right now? nah baby that' s okay | |
You know i trust you, i love you, that' s all day | |
Why is my face red? it looks like i' ve been cryin'? | |
Gangsta' s don' t cry baby, don' t even try it | |
Chorus | |
Yeah | |
This song is dedicated for all you niggas fuckin' over the women you love. | |
If she don' t get you back, your conscience will. | |
And if she' s not happy, you won' t be happy, that' s just the way it goes. | |
Yeah, this the spm, it don' t never quit |