Lyrics:
garden that was once the private retreat of Queen Victoria. The garden is open to the public and is a popular spot for picnics and peaceful strolls.
Hello, today’s topic is healthcare
I’ve worked in healthcare for a
Little over ten years
I got a BS in medical laboratory science
So I’ve seen a lot
They invert package up slick
And sell the public
Snakes draped in lambswool
And progressive garb
Ol' slither underneath no matter how
Low you set the bar
a Dyson
She a bad one naughty insta
Call my guys the public chingers
Got more opps than I got fingers
All them man just public singers
Sound like adel,
when the big one drops
Am I in sync?
Immortality is what I'm buying
But I'd rather be immortal by not dying
Laboratory rats made Roger a fink
a living example of god's bad taste
And with him for an ally she can't be a heretic
But her heart's from a laboratory spun from a synthetic
Bridge (chords:
50 Cent, Ludacris, Public Enemy, ScHoolboy Q
I was rapping with artists I'd never heard of before
Who ripped the mic in ways I'd never seen in person
crusaders, miniaure alien invaders
Foreign bacterias in hospital cafeterias
The public are gearing the general hysteria
Deep vents in the sea, prevent me
bags toe tags
nigga thats tryin to stop player profit bootzilla popem
36oz copin dope chopin
labratory never stopin keep the crackheads hopin henen
out
been specially created in a laboratory
If i battle em it's one man against several feminine mannequins
Handgun freestyle enemy pe main firing kari bin
even deserve half the glory
Give them their flowers
You don't know half the story
Balistic
Was made in a laboratory
Designing all his powers
Took hours
and one that's into her bondage
And the only one in public I would actually acknowledge
I'll take four different twos and put them all in a line
Its a low
bush taste the same
So call her Og
Prefer my shit organic
Not from laboratory
Cure it slowly
If you know me then
You thought you knew me
But I guess you
Scientist crusaders
Miniaure alien invaders
Foreign bacterias
In hospital cafeterias
The public are steering
The general hysteria
Deep vents in the sea
Hello viewer
We are Sfork
Happy to meet you
This is a test of the sfork
Public broadcast systems
Sfork is my favorito musico in the
Whole wide
when I'm tipsy
When I'm out in public my anxiety's peaking
This ain't Jared, it's anxiety speaking
Only time I see myself
Is when sobriety's leaving
late nights in the basement
Charge extra for installation
Chop up loop like little bit's of bacon
While I operate on a patient
Laboratory coats is what
lay-bye
Psa public service announcement
Your shootas be acting like movie directors
My movers be marching ahead like actions and actors
Politics as usual
racist games
You don't want to fuckin race
I'm the coolest nigga
cll you heard was nigga, You so clueless
Been in public with the palest faces
Tend to turn
tools in shaping the modern world.
The 20th century was a laboratory when it comes to killing and image making, glorified through Hollywood
on a patient
Laboratory coats is what I'm draped in
More than the money notes my music is my motivation
Uh burn nicotine blow out Listerine
Lincoln
what I'm buying
But I'd rather be immortal by not dying
Laboratory rats made Roger a fink
And the laws of science drove him to drink
Working for
Let me tell you a story that will make your stomach turn
Lacked in laboratories so the public never learns
Vivisection crimes shamefully confined
toe tags
Nigga that's tryin to stop player profit bootzilla popem 36oz copin dope chopin
Laboratory never stopin keep the crackheads hopin henen out
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