Lyrics:
accident I wasn't that happy
I would use a lot of drugs, didn't feel a lot of love
I was just trying to make it with rapping
I was toting that strap, I was
die, IRS just your face
...Genetically, you’re dead to me.
CHORUS: Call the doctor there's been an accident right between your ears. Please, I'm
He lost a leg
His left leg
In a motorcycle accident
On the island
He'd been there many times before
The car didn't stop
Running a red light
They
Hook em up Hook em up
Hook em up Hook em up
Hook em up Hook em up
Hook em up Hook em up
ECG ECG
ECG AnE
AnE AnE AnE
Accident emergency
This is sutten
like six weeks
You know, he had reconstruct, I had reconstructive surgery on my jaw
(Through the fire, through whatever, come what may)
I looked in
like six weeks
You know, he had reconstruct, I had reconstructive surgery on my jaw
(Through the fire, through whatever, come what may)
I looked in
and spin and spin again
That was an accident
You need your lashes here, bitch, get in
I done move fast again
I done brought the car all cash, I need
a casket fucking with me
You get your ass kicked, hit you harder than an accident
Lets get down to pleasure
And beat the kid out the treasure
Let me
surgery
'Cause they finna have a 9
Through they head
Anyway my rapping was so good
I made an avalenge
And after I hurted dem haters
Let's just say
Through dna analysis
We may one day conquer disease
A "perfect" baby every time
By mapping and manipulating people's genes
Cosmetic surgery before you're
wrinkled shirt
Ingested verse for seconds and a big dessert presented
Thirst with sprinkles of dope indisbursed
When you burst, it won't be an accident
It'll
the show
But none the less I'm glad that I finally reached you
Ever since the accident I've been dying to speak to you
To tell you things have changed,
couldn't succeed cause our skin ugly
Now take a look at the white bitches getting surgery
Tryna look like our women from the lips to the booty
If you don't
some surgery
Ask the plug for drugs and he say "yeah nigga, certainly
What you need I got it" I reply
"Give me burdens please"
I support the guys but it
the health insurance coverage lady
She fled the scene just when I needed the currency for my doctor
He cut holes in me during surgery in an emergency
And now I
day hooping and had a freak accident
That got me asking who's proctoring the litmus (test)
Test of my responses to the nonsense, doc reconstructing my
accident
happened on purpose.
I still have a hand to hold,
You still have blood on your clothes
You only want the best for everyone else
but darling no
access to a shower, I'd shower and sleep
I knew perfectly well i was certainly doomed
When i ended up sick in a surgery room
When the curtains were moved,
doing surgery (Huh)
You used to swerving me
Now you keep irking me
I need more late night calls with my bitch
Christian Dior thats all on the fit
Hands
as an accident
I'm handsome but my past was ugly
Give it plastic surgery
I was told that only God can judge me
All my flaws I'm loving it yeah
Had my back
and I'm crashing of course
I know I'm crashing it but it ain't no accident
Baby you dragging me but you ain't gonna track baby
But you ain't going on tracks
just Bury me
keep a torch i'ma Burn his a** third degree
I Don't do no accident I did That s*** purposely
Urgently
Your n**** just Got chalked go
3rd degree burns
Into a 9 hour surgery
And when you wake up
I hope you hear this song
So you forgive me
And we can let bygones be and move on
Sorry i
hating for no reason I just, can't go
Her feet are cute so I was kissing on her, ankles
We doing surgery
They don't know how to operate
I made myself
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