They'll never cure this thing With medicine and magazines, ohh, ohh, ohh I know you play your part You cover up your ever aching heart, ohh, ohh No
my wings Clutchin' two sub-machines, duckin' and screams Two fully loaded magazines with M-16's Clappin' in the crowd, I empty out and reload I squeeze low
you seen, what I've seen, she's a 10 yo You would be, staring in her window You would be, staring in her window Look at her, she's my medicine In those magazines
Now my kids know Jay-Z A prayer is what kept me here when them bullets cut the air I fell and I just said a prayer A prayer is like medicine It will
) You would be, (aaaah) staariing in her windooow! Uh-ohh (win da da da doe doe doe) (win da da da doe doe doe) Look at her, shes my medicine In those magazines
soul) You would be, (aaaah) staariing in her windooow! Uh-ohh (de da da da doe doe doe) (de da da da doe doe doe) Look at her, shes my medicine In those magazines
want to dance I'll show them acid green All dressed up like Halloween Can't tell you if I know you from the catalogue or magazine (She's a model and
