ER Songtext
von Royce da 5′9″

Stop, picture me in scrubs in a room with hip hop
Operating on it with my instruments
I′m the doc It's crunch time
Line up rappers I don′t like and call that shit a punch line
These niggas e-beefing that ain't what wars about
Ain't nothing dying but the game, pull the organs out
These niggas dissing like they wondering where Malcolm′s at
Till I split em where they′re scalp is at, where my scalpel at?
I ain't been hearing heart, I′m bout to check his pulse
With my stethoscope, pressed against the records tho
We ride in, we gonna W-I-N
I will check a bitch ass like a O-B-G-Y-N
I'm respected like a killer, a record like thriller!
Now feel the hating grow, nickel give em oxygen and shock em with
That that defibrillator flow!!


As long as I′m alive the game gunna be breathing
Even though it's... wheezing hit him like like clear clear
Wake his ass up he was sleeping
I said as long as I′m alive the game gunna be breathing
Even though it's... wheezing hit him like like clear clear
Wake his ass up he was sleeping

I'm aliveeeeeeeee, they almost killed me but I survived
Hip hop has been revived
Surprise (Ok doc!) oww stop shocking me now
Tell your nurse that she can put this scalpel down
Im back ready to rap took a little nap ready to go off
Stick to my pen never again will I ever dose off
No more bozo rap it hurt me
The new dojo in beast mode, im John Cleese No mercy!!
My saliva and spit could fly through a brick
Put your ass by a light and spit gas at the fire flick
Gave up homie huh? I was worse than the racists and rapists
Now im feeling like kobe fore he scored 81
Really feeling new! missed me with the skinny jeans and uggs
Fuck outta here, I ain′t feeling you!!
Fucking incredible!! I can dig a hole to hell
Just to beat the devil over the head with a fucking shovel!!