I've got rhyme like mother goose, ryhthum like footloose
length like Shaq's shoes, I gave Stella her groove..
Back into action a simple 1 2 3
not a 3 2 1, which is completely
a verse from Numbers, where your sin
will find you out, in the end
You can pretend, you can fake all day
like Chocolate Ice or that nurse called Dre
the reality is, there is just one life
you better think twice before pulling a knife
my name is Douglas, I like to be drugless
because clarity is important to me
not to say, I don't enjoy a drink
from the bottle stashed below the sink
En vino veritas, Doc Holiday said
I'll be your huckleberry, but now you're dead
you made a decision, to mess with perfection
you ain't no Daisy with that dead complection
Me myself I'm kind of like Wyatt
kicked back, reserved enjoying the quiet
I sold you a hand and you bought it
you called down the thunder and now you've got it
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