Lyrics:
Jim Bowie was my Daddy
RIP Son of Clidal Hackley
University Hospital born
And where the doctor 1st smacked me
Ah aint that some shit
Im From Duval so I
couldn't see
I stood helpless by the hospital bed
Just watching it all fall apart in my head
The end was coming way too close
It was impossible to comprehend
(cook it up)
City of lean Im sideways (H-town)
Went from hospital beds straight to rocking a stage
That's how Im built (ew)
No fake ass he said he want
So it turns out she's in labor. So I got to stop everything and take her to the hospital, and I had shit to do, but who cares about me? So we get into
랄랄라 영어 단어 따라해요!
도서관은 영어로 library
스펠링은 l i b r a r y
시장은 영어로 market
스펠링은 m a r k e t
공원은 영어로 park
스펠링은 p a r k
병원은 영어로 hospital
스펠링은 h o s p i
from the bed
I felt I'm dressed in a hospital gown
The strings continued vibing
It wasn't that exciting
Until I learnt that death is around
Get me out
I'm scared or alarmed
And his levity
Envelopes me
In a cloak that keeps me from harm
When my father got sick
In a hospital bed
All kinds of tubes fed
always winning
Don't you worry
I'm alright
Steal our fortune
Just in sight
Chicken Money Hospital Visit
Our biggest problem
Can't be the treasure
When I'm
a thousand numbers in the end they all just wondered if I'd ever fucking stay out of a hospital
Celebrated life by downing gallons worth of pints and driving I
I got my more meds than a hospital patient
I told her, "don't rush me"
Bitch gotta be patient
She hit my phone when she need stimulation
Sorry mami,
before I sink
A lit fuse
In my head
Someone get me to a hospital bed
You tell me to cool my jets
"You're too young to do this to your heart"
But everything
Silencio na cidade nao vejo carro nas ruas, mas o desespero esta no hospital;
Dizem que ele veio la da China e chegou como uma brisa que nao nos faz
Tecla, Tecla
No te apures todo paso
Tecla, Tecla
Tu familia ya se marcho
Tecla, Tecla
Fantasiaje(?) de hospital
Conmocion cerebral
Tecla, Tecla
No
C'yeah
Yeah (let's get it)
Uh, yeah (let's get it)
Gudda, Gudda, Gudda, Gudda
(DJ Ill Will)
Get 'em
Young Money Hospital, I am so sick
Kill
C'yeah
Yeah (let's get it)
Uh, yeah (let's get it)
Gudda, Gudda, Gudda, Gudda
(DJ Ill Will)
Get 'em
Young Money Hospital, I am so sick
Kill
gritando
todo el tiempo, bailando
me enviaron a el lejano oriente
al hospital que cura mentes
todos se fueron contagiando
todos estaban
Bailando
the scent of dead skin on a linoleum floor
This is the scent of quarantine wings in a hospital
It's not so pleasant and it's not so conventional
It sure
and a hospital dem end up
Never did know seh sean paul and di doo nah guh fren up
Gal dem haffi get dem good fren up and ben up
Wi mek nuff gal ben up
When dem
the T-U-G
It's hard tryna be the F-I double Z
I'm the Jay-z of my generation
So sick I'm every hospital's #1 patient
Girls be killin' me
With they
Gorillas getting high off their weed and liquor
You die quicker, paramedics drive back slow to the hospital
You get pronounced dead at 4, to the hospital
don't know your name
Sweet baby Jane.
You'll find it unbelievable,
I left you in the hospital,
and you don't have a stitch to wear
'cos the doctors cut
Met your mother at the
Hospital, where she was
Waiting patiently for
Her new reassignment
She had rusty hinges
I forgot my scalpel
She had
OK you, what's up?
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Your boy Saigon the man here, yeah, yeah!
Are you ready?
You niggas want it, you niggas get it
Hospital
your back, until we're both back in the hospital
But now it's not a cancer ward, we're sleeping in the morgue
Men and women in blue and white, they are
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