| Don’t let me find out, the bitch in you
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| Don’t let me find out, the snitch in you
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| Fame and fortune
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| It’s not your forte
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| Fuck the world now
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| I’m done with foreplay
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| Doctor’s orders
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| Go fuck yourself
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| Take two of these
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| In the morning,
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| Overdose,
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| And kill yourself
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| Doctor’s orders
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| Listen, this is my evaluation
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| This shit over saturated, y’all can get evacuated
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| Kids sipping Actavis and they ain’t even activated
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| Married to the internet, stuck in place, salivating
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| Ain’t nobody graduating
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| Don’t nobody love this shit the way I love it
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| That’s why I gotta hate it
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| Everybody out for fame, that ain’t no exaggeration
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| Damn I’m getting aggravated, fuck, I’m getting agitated
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| Teachers so underpaid in these fucking schools
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| The police got our name in all they databases
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| Girls be thirteen acting twenty-two
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| Niggas be forty-four acting half they ages
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| Somebody tell me, what the fuck is going on?
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| These niggas in tight shit, I’m in the fucking Matrix
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| It’s looking like a sign of the revelation
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| 'Bout time of the return of the fuckin' greatest
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| I got all these patients man, how come they ain’t patient with me?
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| They just think I want the money, why?
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| When I can’t take it with me
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| Y’all don’t do it for the love, for the love not
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| They gon' find out who you are, just admit 'fore you get admitted
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| Say, what you living about
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| Fuck you gon' tell me
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| Do you remember how you started out though
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| You looking lost now
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| (You want a pass, oh damn)
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| Fake it 'til you make it
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| Take your little paper book
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| When you look in the mirror your credibility’s gone now
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| I’d rather be hated on for who I am
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| Than to be loved for who I’m not
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| That’s word to doc
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| Fame and fortune
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| It’s not your forte
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| Fuck the world now
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| I’m done with foreplay
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| Doctor’s orders
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| Go fuck yourself
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| Take two of these
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| In the morning,
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| Overdose
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| And kill yourself
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| In the beginning a few of the people who had a problem
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| I was this good, scoffed, I just shook off
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| Probably reminded you of the first time you saw Tiger Woods golf
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| Never thought about how much my race and nationality meant
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| But based on how I ascended, see how plain it was now, they want me to jet
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| No one really gave a fuck about my descent, 'till I took off
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| Mistook me because I look soft
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| But I stood tall, I just follow the (Doctor's orders)
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| So I rose and grew balls, told these hoes to screw off
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| Decided opposing you is what I’m 'posed to do alls
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| I did was say what I’m feeling when the vocal booth calls
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| And had you on pins and needles when I spoke to you all
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| You felt my pain, it’s almost like I poked voodoo dolls
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| And I hope my spirit haunts the studios when I’m gone
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| My picture jumps off a poster and just floats through the halls
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| And fucking goes through the walls like the ghost of Lou Rawls
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| Karma’s headed for Armageddon, the drama setter
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| I’m going in, already got an arm and head
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| And whoever said words are just words
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| Can’t hurt me more than I give a fuck
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| Even if my image ends up taking a personal hit
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| Whoever I hurt or whatever bridges I burned
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| In this bitch and whatever bitches feel like
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| They didn’t deserve what they get
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| And whatever consequences come with every verse, it’s worth it
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| So Doc turn the beat on, whose turn is it to get murdered on it?
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| And here’s to all the years I spent toeing a line to overtime
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| As sure as a mole is blind, in my mind
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| I’m still underground as a groundhog and I’m a go for mine
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| Like a whole furrow just tryna dig up some gold and diamonds and coal to find
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| I’m starting to slow and these lines full of nines
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| I just load up the most rhymes and open fire with a closed mind
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| All I needed was someone to co-sign, been a (Doctor's)
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| Assault rifle with the sniper scope for this whole time
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| Day one, set with the blasters, give me the orders, I spray uh
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| Pain in the ass and get shot in the ass with a paint gun
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| Ain’t no one safe from, non-believers there ain’t none
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| I even make the bitches I rape cum
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| I’m waiting on someone to say something
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| Dre make the bass bump and let the tape run for old time’s sake
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| I spit it straight through, this is take one
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| The moment you’re waiting for has come but…
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| Fame and fortune
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| It’s not your forte
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| Fuck the world now
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| I’m done with foreplay
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| Doctor’s orders
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| Go fuck yourself
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| Take two of these in
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| The morning, overdose,
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| And kill yourself
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| Doctor’s orders
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| Doctor’s orders
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| Doctor’s orders |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Medicine Man, artist - Dr. Dre. Album song Compton, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп