ER Royce Da 5'9" (Ft. Kid Vishis)

[Verse 1: Royce da 5’9”]
Stop, picture me in scrubs in a room with hip-hop
Operating on it with my instruments
I'm the doc, it's crunch time
Line up rappers I don't like and call that shit a punch line
These niggas e-beefing, that ain't what wars about
Ain't nothing dying but the game, pull the organs out
These niggas dissing like they wondering where Malcolm's at
Till I split em where they're scalp is at, where my scalpel at?
I ain't been hearing heart, I'm bout to check his pulse
With my stethoscope, pressed against the records tho
We ride in, we gonna W-I-N
I will check a bitch ass like a O-B-G-Y-N
I'm respected like a killer, a record like thriller!
I will keep a tab on you like Twitter!
Now feel the hating grow, Nickel give em oxygen and shock em with
That that defibrillator flow!

[Chorus: Royce da 5’9”]
As long as I'm alive the game gunna be breathing
Even though it's, wheezing hit him like like clear clear
Wake his ass up he was sleeping
I said as long as I'm alive the game gunna be breathing
Even though it's, wheezing hit him like like clear clear
Wake his ass up he was sleeping