Doctor Lover : Love Doctor

Your stomach aching, heat beat racing/Blood from ya mouth drip on ya air ones and start staining/Saying to your self why me, its for your stunting and fronting/Pray to the lord and say I will stop selling and drug making/Flash back to what just happen make you realize your mistakes/You now wish you didn’t run and leave ya friend with such high stakes/You ran like a fast break on the court after they busted them shots/The lead cut thru ya friends skin leavin him like boxer shorts with blood red poka-dots/Your vision getting blurry and each breath might be last now must pace/Arm holdin you up against the wall people walking by see fear in ya face/Every minute that passes feel like barrowed time to you/legs buckle under your waist and body get heavy now worried on what to do/You start to hear a loud buzzer and glance to the left in ya eye a red beam/Open your eye more clear and laugh with a sigh of relief what a "Bad Dream"/