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Ecstasy, ecstasy, (uh) ecstasy (uh) You got sick thoughts? I got more of 'em Now let me see you back, back, back, back We don't throw stones, we throw stacks That's why they goin' mad, mad, mad, Max If you don't say your name then I won't ask I thought

Wash my hands of this You know they're gonna burn it down You notice how God ain't even helping you out Why the hell don't you throw yourself away Baby's born on a bathroom floor Her mother prays that it'll never cry When they ask you'll say 'it isn't

Don't stop me now 'Cause I'm havin' a good time Two-hundred degrees, that's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit Don't stop me, don't stop me I'm burnin' through the sky, yeah I'm havin' such a good time I'm havin' a ball If you wanna have a good time Just

I know, I know that you love me baby They're trying to take you away from me Only over my dead body And this is the only sound you should fear How I'm feeling, it doesn't matter 'Cause you know I'm okay Instead, I ask myself "why do you hurt me?" When

But all my friends, they don't know what it's like, what it's like They don't understand why I can't sleep through the night Damn, I wish it, I wish it was that simple, ah All my friends they don't know what it's like, what it's like Feel like I'm always

If they say Why, why, tell 'em that it's human nature Why, why does he do me that way Why does he do me that way Looking out Reaching out Why, why, does he do me that way (That way) Why why Across the nighttime

Got no friends up next to me, enemies too close Raf Simons on my feet that's why I fucked your ho Middlefingers to my enemies, I stay in my glo You know they're gonna intervene, my niggas do the most Ballin', I'm just on it, I'm just on it Gettin' it,

Makes me feel like I'm a modern man In line for a number but you don't understand Like a modern man And the people behind me, they can't understand In my dream I was almost there But we're wasted And that's why we're still waiting So I wait my turn, I'm

Blood, blood, blood, blood-blood-blood I'm the Doctor's Advocate, nigga Dre shot ya Brought me back from the dead, that's why they call him the doctor The Math gon' drop him And 50 ain't rocking with him no more It's okay, I get it popping Whole club