ER Lyrics
| Song | ER |
| Artist | Royce Da 5'9" |
| Album | Success Is Certain (Deluxe Version) [Clean] |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| (Features Kid Vishis) [Hospital staff repeating: Security to the ER, all doctors to the ER] | |
| Stop! Picture me in scrubs in the room with hip hop operatin’ on it with my instruments. | |
| I’m the doc. | |
| It’s crest time. | |
| Lot of rappers | |
| I don’t like can call this shit a punch line these niggaz | |
| E beefin’, that ain’t what war’s about ain’t nothing dyin’ but the game, pull a organs out | |
| These niggaz dissin’ like they wonderin’ where | |
| Malcolm’s at ’till | |
| I split ’em with a (?). | |
| Where my scalpel at? | |
| I ain’t been hearing hard | |
| I’m ’bout to check his post | |
| With my stetoscope pressed against the records though we ride in, we gon’ | |
| W-I-N I will check a bitch ass like a | |
| OB/GYN I’m respected like a killer. | |
| Wrecking like | |
| Thriller I will keep a tab on you like | |
| Twitter now feel the hatin’ grow | |
| Nickel give ’em oxygen and shock ’em with... that, that defibrillator flow | |
| Chorus: Long as | |
| I’m alive the game gon’ be breathin’ even though it’s (uugh) wheezin’ hit him like... like: | |
| CLEAR! Wake his ass up, he was was sleeping. yeah | |
| I said as long as | |
| I’m alive the game gon’ be breathin’ even though it’s (uugh) wheezin’ hit him like... like: | |
| CLEAR! Wake his ass up, he was was sleeping. [Security to the ER] { | |
| Kid Vishis} | |
| I’m alive! | |
| They almost killed me but | |
| I survived hip hop has been revived. | |
| Surprise! (OK, doc) | |
| Aou, stop shocking me now tell your nurse she can put the scalpel down | |
| I’m back ready to rap, took a little nap ready to go. | |
| I’ll stick to my pen. | |
| Never again will | |
| I ever doze off. | |
| No mo bozo rap | |
| It hurt me, the new dojo in beast mode | |
| I’m John Creasey, no mercy | |
| My saliva in spit can fire through a brick | |
| Put your ass by a lighter and split gas at the fire - flick gave up on me, hah. | |
| I was worse than a racism rapist now | |
| I’m feelin’ like | |
| Kobe (?) scored 81 really feeling new. | |
| Missed me with the skinny jeans and (?) fuck out of here, | |
| I ain’t feeling you fucking incredible. | |
| I can dig a hole to hell just to pick the devil over the head with a fucking shovel | |
| Chorus: Long as | |
| I’m alive the game gon’ be breathin’ even though it’s (uugh) wheezin’ hit him like... like: | |
| CLEAR! Wake his ass up, he was was sleeping. yeah | |
| I said as long as | |
| I’m alive the game gon’ be breathin’ even though it’s (uugh) wheezin’ hit him like... like: | |
| CLEAR! Wake his ass up, he was was sleeping. [Security to the ER] |
| Features Kid Vishis Hospital staff repeating: Security to the ER, all doctors to the ER | |
| Stop! Picture me in scrubs in the room with hip hop operatin' on it with my instruments. | |
| I' m the doc. | |
| It' s crest time. | |
| Lot of rappers | |
| I don' t like can call this shit a punch line these niggaz | |
| E beefin', that ain' t what war' s about ain' t nothing dyin' but the game, pull a organs out | |
| These niggaz dissin' like they wonderin' where | |
| Malcolm' s at ' till | |
| I split ' em with a ?. | |
| Where my scalpel at? | |
| I ain' t been hearing hard | |
| I' m ' bout to check his post | |
| With my stetoscope pressed against the records though we ride in, we gon' | |
| WIN I will check a bitch ass like a | |
| OB GYN I' m respected like a killer. | |
| Wrecking like | |
| Thriller I will keep a tab on you like | |
| Twitter now feel the hatin' grow | |
| Nickel give ' em oxygen and shock ' em with... that, that defibrillator flow | |
| Chorus: Long as | |
| I' m alive the game gon' be breathin' even though it' s uugh wheezin' hit him like... like: | |
| CLEAR! Wake his ass up, he was was sleeping. yeah | |
| I said as long as | |
| I' m alive the game gon' be breathin' even though it' s uugh wheezin' hit him like... like: | |
| CLEAR! Wake his ass up, he was was sleeping. Security to the ER | |
| Kid Vishis | |
| I' m alive! | |
| They almost killed me but | |
| I survived hip hop has been revived. | |
| Surprise! OK, doc | |
| Aou, stop shocking me now tell your nurse she can put the scalpel down | |
| I' m back ready to rap, took a little nap ready to go. | |
| I' ll stick to my pen. | |
| Never again will | |
| I ever doze off. | |
| No mo bozo rap | |
| It hurt me, the new dojo in beast mode | |
| I' m John Creasey, no mercy | |
| My saliva in spit can fire through a brick | |
| Put your ass by a lighter and split gas at the fire flick gave up on me, hah. | |
| I was worse than a racism rapist now | |
| I' m feelin' like | |
| Kobe ? scored 81 really feeling new. | |
| Missed me with the skinny jeans and ? fuck out of here, | |
| I ain' t feeling you fucking incredible. | |
| I can dig a hole to hell just to pick the devil over the head with a fucking shovel | |
| Chorus: Long as | |
| I' m alive the game gon' be breathin' even though it' s uugh wheezin' hit him like... like: | |
| CLEAR! Wake his ass up, he was was sleeping. yeah | |
| I said as long as | |
| I' m alive the game gon' be breathin' even though it' s uugh wheezin' hit him like... like: | |
| CLEAR! Wake his ass up, he was was sleeping. Security to the ER |
| Features Kid Vishis Hospital staff repeating: Security to the ER, all doctors to the ER | |
| Stop! Picture me in scrubs in the room with hip hop operatin' on it with my instruments. | |
| I' m the doc. | |
| It' s crest time. | |
| Lot of rappers | |
| I don' t like can call this shit a punch line these niggaz | |
| E beefin', that ain' t what war' s about ain' t nothing dyin' but the game, pull a organs out | |
| These niggaz dissin' like they wonderin' where | |
| Malcolm' s at ' till | |
| I split ' em with a ?. | |
| Where my scalpel at? | |
| I ain' t been hearing hard | |
| I' m ' bout to check his post | |
| With my stetoscope pressed against the records though we ride in, we gon' | |
| WIN I will check a bitch ass like a | |
| OB GYN I' m respected like a killer. | |
| Wrecking like | |
| Thriller I will keep a tab on you like | |
| Twitter now feel the hatin' grow | |
| Nickel give ' em oxygen and shock ' em with... that, that defibrillator flow | |
| Chorus: Long as | |
| I' m alive the game gon' be breathin' even though it' s uugh wheezin' hit him like... like: | |
| CLEAR! Wake his ass up, he was was sleeping. yeah | |
| I said as long as | |
| I' m alive the game gon' be breathin' even though it' s uugh wheezin' hit him like... like: | |
| CLEAR! Wake his ass up, he was was sleeping. Security to the ER | |
| Kid Vishis | |
| I' m alive! | |
| They almost killed me but | |
| I survived hip hop has been revived. | |
| Surprise! OK, doc | |
| Aou, stop shocking me now tell your nurse she can put the scalpel down | |
| I' m back ready to rap, took a little nap ready to go. | |
| I' ll stick to my pen. | |
| Never again will | |
| I ever doze off. | |
| No mo bozo rap | |
| It hurt me, the new dojo in beast mode | |
| I' m John Creasey, no mercy | |
| My saliva in spit can fire through a brick | |
| Put your ass by a lighter and split gas at the fire flick gave up on me, hah. | |
| I was worse than a racism rapist now | |
| I' m feelin' like | |
| Kobe ? scored 81 really feeling new. | |
| Missed me with the skinny jeans and ? fuck out of here, | |
| I ain' t feeling you fucking incredible. | |
| I can dig a hole to hell just to pick the devil over the head with a fucking shovel | |
| Chorus: Long as | |
| I' m alive the game gon' be breathin' even though it' s uugh wheezin' hit him like... like: | |
| CLEAR! Wake his ass up, he was was sleeping. yeah | |
| I said as long as | |
| I' m alive the game gon' be breathin' even though it' s uugh wheezin' hit him like... like: | |
| CLEAR! Wake his ass up, he was was sleeping. Security to the ER |
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