Mikey Budd - I Need a Doctor Lyrics

I just don't give a f*ck
I'm so sick I need a doctor not a manager
My style flow sick
Squad is straight

I just don't give a f*ck
I'm so sick I need a doctor not a manager
My style flow sick
Squad is straight

Doctor doctor gimme the news
I gotta bad case, of pushin 22's
Up and down the block
Boogie down to Bangkok
Pullin Arabian babes
Cuz they know that Iraq
And exactly what they ordered
I won't give them nothin short of
Not an overdose of opium
I'll take the podium
Rest in peace to autotune
I can't believe in June
It's been 9 long years since HOV read ya eulogy
Now these Zombies back to haunt ya
Mumblin on every corner
You know what we on, raw since Nickelodeon
Cereal and cartoons
F*ck y'all siver spoons
Scrappy bastard beat
But at least I wear it beautifully

I just don't give a f*ck
I'm so sick I need a doctor not a manager
My style flow sick
Squad is straight

I just don't give a f*ck
I'm so sick I need a doctor not a manager
My style flow sick
Squad is straight

Who else can wrap ya head up and scramble ya cerebrals
Keep pickin my brain, enjoy your breakfast burrito
I'm a f*ckin Jersey guido
But they judge me like Lance Ito
Depending on the people
I be cautious like the peephole
Cuz my daddy was a gringo but my mama Puerto Rico
Born and bred Brooklyn, one more time Brooklyn!
Bush-Bushwick Boricua, 'fo the hipsters moved in
Cops can't kick us out, cuz that's called a shoe in
Yeah I know we loud as f*ck but why you callin ya friends
Comb ya beard bro, and stop taking offense
I get pennies of these thoughts that's a dollar well spent
If you tryna save my hood, stop raising my rent

I just don't give a f*ck
I'm so sick I need a doctor not a manager
My style flow sick
Squad is straight

I just don't give a f*ck
I'm so sick I need a doctor not a manager
My style flow sick
Squad is straight

Make no mistake, I ain't come up with thugs
There's a million ways to die
I ain't banging no slugs
Dough comes from the yoga
I ain't pushin no drugs
But if you know my last name
You know I came with Budd
Take caution when you listen
It wouls take 20/20 plus some 40 40s
Just to understand my vision
Though I cuss like a sailor
Smoke stems like inhalers
My message is peace now pass it to the children
Yeah I'm Mr. Nice Guy
Cuz I'm sick of the dying rate
My problem's I give too many f*cks like a slut
On Valentine's day
But nonetheless since the beats dropped
They call me cardiac arrest cuz he suddenly stopped.

I just don't give a f*ck
I'm so sick I need a doctor not a manager
My style flow sick
Squad is straight

I just don't give a f*ck
I'm so sick I need a doctor not a manager
My style flow sick
Squad is straight