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Uh, show up for my 3 o'clock shift And notice everybody on this, moving kinda' quick That's cause, we got a patient and they sayin' he really sick Don't nobody wanna' treat him cause they don't know what it is I take him I know that I can save him I need to know his history to make an observation What's his name? "Hip-Hop" Gotta' find out what he's taking "Well his dad is in the other room and I know that he's been waitin' to talk to you" He said "I don't know! He just started to change He comes home every night high off of the Wayne and took a trip with his cousin down south on a plane Came back with tight pants never acting the same He sips lean, takes Molly, that's not how I raised him Doc, he's dying slow I need somebody to save him. Plus I heard you work is amazing, and I know that if he died that I could never replace him." So I told him I'd try His neck looked like it was strangled by 2 Chainz Nah, it couldn't be, no way I couldn't see, the blood type was A, on the chart I saw a Lil' B Damn. I need to react quick, injected two CCs of that Kendrick A double dose of J Cole and maybe that should fix, any Future bacteria that makes him sick His heads swollen Let's check his brain We gotta ease the pressure and his vitals gotta' change I thought it was a Gucci I ain't worried about a Mane until I saw he was infected with a Trinidad James It's getting worse Now, for days I keep trying to cure A little Hov a little Nas cause they've done it before I even tried a little Em I wish I had a Shakur, but that was '96 and they ain't making that anymore I can't win. Look pops, it's not even a question You know your son's infections will continue to be spreading But I know about a medicine I shouldn't be suggesting Cause it's off the Black Market and I know where we can get 'em "What's it called?" Flawless "How'd you know if it'd work?" Cause it's Flawless It's unknown, really even to my bosses But if you want to talk about it then step into my office It's got about 10% Em and Big Ls delivery 20% Hov and 3 thousand lyrically 10% KRS battle skills for enemies With just a little dose of Rakim for memories The Storytelling enzymes of a Slick Rick Should have him feeling like his old self in an instant It's even got a little bit of Pac in that big flip Along with Illmatic that'll leave it defenseless Most of all, it's all combined in a fresh mix With its own venom that's really the best fit I tell you those infections in his ear are breakfast But if he don't get it right now it's a death wish "Where's it at? It's all over the States, but we got to go where the first dose of it was made Rhode Island It's a tiny little place but it's where we're going to find it if we want to get him saved Let's go
Writer(s): Alberto Martinez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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