Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Medicine, artist - SPM. Date of issue: 11.12.2000
Song language: English
Medicine |
| 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 |
| Remember when |
| Our love would never end? |
| But now I am Tastin’my own medicine |
| 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 |
| 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 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 |