Lyrics:
there, then you will really never know
Hey there man'o
You know say me I be Port Harcourt boy original
And I was born inna the teaching hospital
The 2nd
**Verse 1:**
We took a cab straight to Oghara Teaching Hospital,
Patients all around, confusion was palpable.
But luck was on our side,
on the mustang & it run like a horse
People calling me boss i got myself an endorsement
Many years ago i was born in this place
Teaching hospital to be exact
I was
The teachings never turned out right
Crash land down on a mission (now)
The teachings never turned out right
I will give you my eye
The teachings never turned
impossible, purely philosophical
But you call Him on your death bed when you layin' in the hospital
And as you play all day like the grasshopper who work
and to volunteer
Just some stuff that I didn't do as much in my college years
And seeing my cousin recover in the hospital
Well that's been teaching me that
version of fascism and
Corporatism originated in Italy
Where major universities and
Teaching hospitals were organized as guilds
Of masters these
An empty shell now stands where yesterday a hospital stood, medicating the sick with more sickness?
An empty shell now stands where yesterday
teaching my son wrong things
In and out the hospital on that strong lean
Looking at the phone ring knowing it's my auntie
Knowing that she tryna pray for me,
'cause he always cuttin'
The teacher ain't teaching him nothin'
All they do was stuffin' 'em and stuffin' 'em
Stuffin' 'em and stuffin' 'em and stuffin'
a couple hours
Beefing with the enemy, teaching my son wrong things
In and out the hospital on that strong lane
Looking at the phone ring knowing it's my
in her shit’ll be the hospital bracelet,
The biohazardous waste-maker,
Razor through flesh face-taker,
The victim got so scared, he regurgitated his
They tryna kill the prophet
Barnabas
Metropolis
My mind is colossal
The class that im teaching is logical
Put together, and its looking
Teaching for money through a screen
Survival curated by machine
Social distancing
Ever isolating
The only "right" thing
Is this faulty reasoning?
America
heart full of sin
They were telling me lies
I became hopeless
Twenty eighteen i panicked i was scared
Then i heard his voice in that hospital bed
Four
Across from the old Ujima Book store
Where there were Teachings from Diop
Galore
My father stayed hours for
He trained me a Disciplined youngin
Vibing
heart full of sin
They were telling me lies
I became hopeless
Twenty eighteen i panicked i was scared
Then i heard his voice in that hospital bed
Four
sippin' on Gerber
I could be working at Jewels, chain snatching
Jerking your jewels, homeless working for food
I might be cleaning your pool, teaching
could be a worker on a factory floor
Or one day I could be a doctor
I could be a doctor in a hospital
Or one day I could be a postman
I could be a postman
St. Elizabeth hospital
Youngstown, Ohio
Home to official murderers
Bible verses tatted
A sickness
Anonymous bullets shot through homes, police
In West Africa, a man's eyes became very bad
For three months he laid in a hospital bed
No meds could cure the pain that he had
Til the night that he
down if I'm lying
I miss my pops all I got is lonely tear drops
And memories of him teaching me to
Hurt people with my bare hands
And how to shoot people
Or in the parking lot
After your hospital visit
Or at home
While you made your marital bed
Carry her
Teaching her that “Ignorance is bliss”
Or that most
Feezys
Crackers pattern themselves after the teachings of Morris Levy
But I was dubbed the greatest by the gossip
I'm King Tut to haters from this
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