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The Cure Doubt

we drop the funk, and do the shit Yo, head lost, sippin' this limbic framboise Spittin' it for like whoever demand the answer What's the cure for this

down for eight My other one just got found in a lake So I pour the Gin, down it straight 'Cause liquor's all that cures me When I'm in this here fucked

First he tried to be pure now he just wants a cure He's wasted, his skin's sore, he's flat-out poor When you live in doubt that's when your luck runs

rhythm of love, baby Rhythm of love, rhythm love darlin', the rhythm of love Hold me closer now Times are troubled, there's no doubt Where's the cure

is no way to treat someone's heart (Now/But) I know for sure There really isn't any cure To ease the pain of a broken heart If there's any doubt,

? (do do do do do do do, do do do do do do do do) hoo, yeah i point the finger, you point the finger, we all point the finger that the cure is clearly out of our hands the truth about it, and don't you doubt

I fell out kicking screaming Three quarters through the twentieth century Into warm hands that cured me so well Curiosity helped with learning And teachers

, Patrick Put in choice dry out spots But you always broke out Claimed they didn't know your reality Loaded with self doubt Jump back on the pain train

know the deal, boy, why don't you be for real I love to rock the mic and sometimes even rock the wheels of steel Rock the place without a doubt, now