Lyrics:
Ancillary Services (That's what we do)
Ancillary Services (Our work has meaning too)
They call us ancillary personnel, that sounds like some disease
We work
days, you ain't goin' home!
You'll need the undertaker's services, not mine."
Blue Cyclone,
He's the meanest rascal the ring has ever known
He'll
Hospitals and Nurses, precincts and purses
Mollies, xannies, T3's, urkies
Always at service
Always at service
They're always at your service
New phone in
that easy for her.
One day she fell sick, she had a bad pain in her stomach so she was rushed to the hospital where she had to fight for her life,
he's sort of slow
You know them hospitals all trying to get paid, no questions
Hear come the doctor's with they drugs, trying to do see-sections
But
won't do
My backs against the wall now
I've done all that I can do
I prayed every prayer
Went to every service
Like I know how
Just a ship without
him
Where was your antennas?
On the road, bottles and bitches
You FaceTimed him one time, that's unforgiven
You even FaceTimed instead of
A hospital
My opinion and songs does not necessarily
Reflect the views of any organization and are my own
I don't see no service request
Discrepancy letters
benefits and Medicare payments then they will be very aware and very angry.
Doctors and hospitals won't get paid either because Medicare pays their services
Abe Igala oh
Chief Joseph ereco AME
Managing director
Real stricker security services
One omemele oh
Unekwu Ali Umoru
Abomi ajaka kide Abuja
Youth
the Hermes
I don't chase clout cause I know that it's worthless
Go to the hospital, flirt with the nurses
I got a hot spot just turn on the service
Take her
seriously, seriously, like if you can't play the music live, and I'm whispering because The Postal Service is literally right next to me in the hospital. Um,
woulda guessed it
The self-service checkout wasn't workin'
Then, outta nowhere, "Can I help you, ma'am?"
Get the hell out
It's her first crush from primary
blue Pampers in a coma, and
Your family now moan, look, 70 pounds gone
A little fuck, shriveled up with a hospital gown on
(We holdin' it down holmes)
Warrior, warrior, warrior
The pain takes a backseat
For a cause, with no applause
From his country
No service leaves him lesser
When he loses his
bought you a radio to drown out the machines
Hospital light, you asked about the way you wish that they'd let you outside
Raining in Kyoto
I'm
possible
You tried to slow me down
You'll find yourself in the hospital
My crew got the army of
Texases in them Acuras
Kid, you get your cap peeled backward
knows we don't get tired, did more dirt than a derby
Mama worked for AT&T, and we still ain't get that service
She stayed in-out the hospital, you know
about a murder
I ain't heard of it
We don't do the hospitals
We do funeral services
And gymnastics get a nigga's casket dirty
In other words we laying
prayed every prayer
Went to every service
Like I know how
Just a shift with-out a cell
I'm lost with-out
I need help
Ohhh Lord I need you're help
Am i on
This is a public service broadcast announcement
Brought to you by the good folks at Quad-b records
We have a very special announcement for
as I grow as an artist through hard work
Macc hospital I was birthed someday it’s my death bed
For now enjoy the present, I love my town a Macc Lad
u penny proud u goin call da coppers
I don’t want yo thot she a homie hopper
I’m a hospital how i keep a chopper
Need a hospital cuz i’m off my rocker
Blood curdling
White knuckling
Nerve racking
Nerve endings
Strained and volatile
Blood pumping
Head is a hospital
Trauma becomes anatomical
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