[00:00.000] 作词 : Grant Mathers Hafermann Yo
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Grant Mathers Hafermann Yo
[00:02.550]I’m about to lose my mind
[00:05.000]you’ve been gone for so long
[00:06.500]I’m running out of time
[00:10.070]I need a doctor,call me a doctor
[00:16.250]I need a doctor, doctor
[00:20.300]to bring me back to life
[00:29.740]I told the World one day I would pay it back
[00:32.910]say it on tape, and lay it, record it
[00:35.740]so that one day I could play it back
[00:36.980]but I don’t even know if I believe it when I’m saying that
[00:40.300]Doubt starting to creep in, everyday it’s just so grey and black
[00:42.820]hope, I just need a ray of that
[00:44.970]cause no one see’s my vision when I play it for ‘em
[00:47.470]they just say it’s wack
[00:48.550]but they don’t know what **** is
[00:49.820]and I don’t know if I was awake or asleep
[00:51.380]when I wrote this,
[00:52.170]all I know is you came to me when I was at my lowest
[00:54.660]you picked me up, breeding life in me
[00:57.100]I owe my life to you
[00:58.120]before the life of me, I don’t see why you don’t see like I do
[01:01.200]but it just dawned on me you lost a son
[01:03.390]Demon's fighting you, it’s dark.
[01:04.870]let me turn on the lights and brighten me and enlighten you
[01:07.380]I don’t think you realize what you mean to me
[01:09.480]not the slightest clue
[01:10.550]cause me and you were like a crew
[01:11.820]I was like your sidekick
[01:13.420]you gone either wanna fight when I get off this ******* mic
[01:16.270]or you go hug me
[01:17.440]but I’m out of option, just nothing else I can do cause…
[01:20.640]I’m about to lose my mind
[01:23.990]you’ve been gone for so long
[01:26.370]I’m running out of time
[01:30.320]I need a doctor,call me a doctor
[01:36.170]I need a doctor, doctor
[01:40.940]to bring me back to life
[01:45.900]It hurts when I see you struggle
[01:46.300]you come to me with ideas
[01:47.479]you say there just pieces so I’m puzzled
[01:49.789]cause the **** I hear is crazy
[01:51.110]but your either getting lazy or you don’t believe in you no more
[01:54.900]seems like your own opinions, not one you can form
[01:56.320]can’t make a decision you keep questioning yourself
[01:58.960]second guessing and it’s almost like your begging for my help
[02:02.900]like I’m your leader
[02:03.790]you are supposed to ******* be my mentor
[02:05.480]I can endure no more,
[02:06.950]I demand you remember who you are
[02:08.880]it was YOU, who believed in me
[02:10.669]when everyone was telling you don’t sign me
[02:12.550]everyone at the ******* label, lets tell the truth
[02:14.520]you risked your career for me
[02:16.510]I know it as well as you
[02:18.100]nobody wanted to f-ck with the white boy
[02:20.400]Dre, I’m crying in this booth
[02:21.560]you saved my life, now maybe it’s my turn to save yours
[02:24.250]but I can never repay you, what you did for me is way more
[02:27.150]but I ain’t giving up faith and you ain’t giving up on me
[02:29.990]get up Dre, I’m dying, I need you, come back for f-ck’s sake
[02:34.210]I’m about to lose my mind
[02:37.740]you’ve been gone for so long
[02:40.200]I’m running out of time
[02:43.829]I need a doctor
[02:47.500]call me a doctor
[02:50.110]I need a doctor, doctor
[02:54.350]to bring me back to life
[03:01.240]bring me back to life
[03:06.640]bring me back to life
[03:15.100](I need a doctor, doctor
[03:19.250]to bring me back to life)
[03:23.100]It literally feels like a lifetime ago
[03:25.370]but I still remember the **** like it was just yesterday though
[03:28.510]you walked in, yellow jump suit
[03:30.450]whole room, cracked jokes
[03:31.990]once you got inside the booth, told you, like smoke
[03:34.600]went through friends, some of them I put on
[03:36.990]but they just left, they said they was riding to the death
[03:40.130]but where the f-ck are they now
[03:42.210]now that I need them, I don't see none of them
[03:43.970]all I see is Slim
[03:45.120]f-ck all you fair-weather friends
[03:46.530]all I need is him
[03:47.410]******* backstabbers
[03:48.590]when the chips were down you just laughed at us
[03:50.320]now you bout to feel the ******* wrath of aftermath, ******s
[03:53.450]you go see us in our lab jackets and ask us where the f-ck we been?
[03:57.790]you can kiss my indecisive ass crack maggots and the crackers ass
[04:01.200]little crack a jack beat making wack math,
[04:04.100]backwards producers, I'm back bastards
[04:05.990]one more CD and then I’m packing up my bags and as I’m leaving
[04:07.750]I’ll guarantee they scream Dre don’t leave us like that man cause…
[04:12.930]I’m about to lose my mind
[04:16.269]you’ve been gone for so long
[04:18.730]I’m running out of time
[04:22.600]I need a doctor,call me a doctor
[04:28.570]I need a doctor, doctor
[04:32.960]to bring me back to life

作词 : Grant Mathers Hafermann Yo
作曲 : Grant Mathers Hafermann Yo
I’m about to lose my mind
you’ve been gone for so long
I’m running out of time
I need a doctor,call me a doctor
I need a doctor, doctor
to bring me back to life
I told the World one day I would pay it back
say it on tape, and lay it, record it
so that one day I could play it back
but I don’t even know if I believe it when I’m saying that
Doubt starting to creep in, everyday it’s just so grey and black
hope, I just need a ray of that
cause no one see’s my vision when I play it for ‘em
they just say it’s wack
but they don’t know what **** is
and I don’t know if I was awake or asleep
when I wrote this,
all I know is you came to me when I was at my lowest
you picked me up, breeding life in me
I owe my life to you
before the life of me, I don’t see why you don’t see like I do
but it just dawned on me you lost a son
Demon's fighting you, it’s dark.
let me turn on the lights and brighten me and enlighten you
I don’t think you realize what you mean to me
not the slightest clue
cause me and you were like a crew
I was like your sidekick
you gone either wanna fight when I get off this ******* mic
or you go hug me
but I’m out of option, just nothing else I can do cause…
I’m about to lose my mind
you’ve been gone for so long
I’m running out of time
I need a doctor,call me a doctor
I need a doctor, doctor
to bring me back to life
It hurts when I see you struggle
you come to me with ideas
you say there just pieces so I’m puzzled
cause the **** I hear is crazy
but your either getting lazy or you don’t believe in you no more
seems like your own opinions, not one you can form
can’t make a decision you keep questioning yourself
second guessing and it’s almost like your begging for my help
like I’m your leader
you are supposed to ******* be my mentor
I can endure no more,
I demand you remember who you are
it was YOU, who believed in me
when everyone was telling you don’t sign me
everyone at the ******* label, lets tell the truth
you risked your career for me
I know it as well as you
nobody wanted to f-ck with the white boy
Dre, I’m crying in this booth
you saved my life, now maybe it’s my turn to save yours
but I can never repay you, what you did for me is way more
but I ain’t giving up faith and you ain’t giving up on me
get up Dre, I’m dying, I need you, come back for f-ck’s sake
I’m about to lose my mind
you’ve been gone for so long
I’m running out of time
I need a doctor
call me a doctor
I need a doctor, doctor
to bring me back to life
bring me back to life
bring me back to life
(I need a doctor, doctor
to bring me back to life)
It literally feels like a lifetime ago
but I still remember the **** like it was just yesterday though
you walked in, yellow jump suit
whole room, cracked jokes
once you got inside the booth, told you, like smoke
went through friends, some of them I put on
but they just left, they said they was riding to the death
but where the f-ck are they now
now that I need them, I don't see none of them
all I see is Slim
f-ck all you fair-weather friends
all I need is him
******* backstabbers
when the chips were down you just laughed at us
now you bout to feel the ******* wrath of aftermath, ******s
you go see us in our lab jackets and ask us where the f-ck we been?
you can kiss my indecisive ass crack maggots and the crackers ass
little crack a jack beat making wack math,
backwards producers, I'm back bastards
one more CD and then I’m packing up my bags and as I’m leaving
I’ll guarantee they scream Dre don’t leave us like that man cause…
I’m about to lose my mind
you’ve been gone for so long
I’m running out of time
I need a doctor,call me a doctor
I need a doctor, doctor
to bring me back to life