Track off an album I'm working on titled Dr. Stick E. Greene. Going w/ a hospital theme this will probably be one of the lead off songs. Feedback appreciated
Why hello, I didn't see you there
Welcome to our facilities as you can see they are very spacious and-
*PAGING DR. GREENE*
*EMERGENCY DR. GREENE TO OR ROOM 12*
So sorry I have to run, please take a seat here and I'll be with you shortly!
*DR. GREENE REPORT TO ROOM 12 IMMEDIATELY*
Please sir, have a seat in the waiting room...
Dr. Stick Greene, Medical Surgeon
Loss of blood vital signs this is urgent
Into room 12 (GO!) lets be quick
You're about to be saved by the magic that is Stick
Let me first say I'm sorry to inconvenience
I'm gettin inside your skin like intravenous
Explore the depths of your innermost working
Find what hides inside your mind lurking
Dig the dirt down expose what lies hidden
Try as you might theres nothing thats forbidden
You try to fight it the moment I recite it
Hold your tongue still for real you might bite it
Feel sick still just know that sticks real
The mad doctor's prescribing six pills
Of that shit that fiends beg just for one hit
But I ain't fooled quick I'm just too legit
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Too long. Too long, we waste our lives
Move on. Move on, before your day arrives
We sit. We stare. We inch towards our doom
Feel sick. We care, here in the waiting room
We call. Your name. come and release your pain
Insane. restrain. I'm surging through your vein
We sit. We stare. still moving towards the tomb
I'm sick. Despair. here in my waiting room-
Got my mind on my money and my money come on time
You sick now you'll get iller with each line
The doctor is in and i'm on fire with the pen
Shocked back to life to be murdered again
I'll admit I'm somewhat of a cruel surgeon
Never get fucked I'm somewhat of a cool virgin
Got you split open up on my operating table
I'mma start up your heart up a with a live power cable
This ain't fable i ain't lying when i'm spittin truth
I'm at the crib droppin bombs in the killin booth
The doctor so pay attention to my wordspan
My flow-reactic magic leave you locked inside a hearse man
A cursed clan, we the worst Murdersota disciples
The verse stands, and know that we shoulderin rifles
The angel of death, i am the light and the darkness
The east and the west, I am the crossroads of hard shit
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Too long. Too long we waste our lives
Move on. Move on, before your day arrives
We sit. We stare. We inch towards our doom
Feel sick. We care, here in the waiting room
We call. Your name. come and release your pain
Insane. restrain. I'm surging through your vein
We sit. We stare. still moving towards the tomb
I'm sick. Despair. here in my waiting room-
I'm so hellish the devil is my accomplice
So anything my mind can derive I can accomplish
Yeah Stickface, I graduated with honors
Got my M.D. (you fuck wit me?) you's a goner
The main guy I look fly in my white coat
Who wanna die catch a knife in your nice throat
You wanna step wanna rep yo come be a martyr
I'm a diamond in the rough there ain't no one harder
I'm holding water leading you cattle into the slaughter
Guard my rhymes the way Eminem protects his daughter
Spit words to the wise i'm disturbing the lies
Sicker than cancer I'll answer the cries
And now your time is coming, your name is being called
Call me chemo cause my therapy gon leave ya bald
Raise up on you how i keep my hand steady
It's over, you're through now, (The Doctor is Ready)
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Too long. Too long we waste our lives
Move on. Move on, before your day arrives
We sit. We stare. We inch towards our doom
Feel sick. We care, here in the waiting room
We call. Your name. come and release your pain
Insane. restrain. I'm surging through your vein
We sit. We stare. still moving towards the tomb
I'm sick. Despair. here in my waiting room-
The Waiting Room
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