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SCRUB IN lyrics
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Intro
Fluorescent hum, two AM at Jackson Wheeling me in, I ain't sign for this
Verse 1
Stretcher cold, Opa-Locka still loud in my skull Three rounds by the Shell on twenty-seventh, I ain't see it Bullet sitting where my spleen supposed to be Mama rosary tangled in the IV they pushing Four pints of stranger blood keeping me vertical Gown split, dignity checked out before I did Chart say Medicaid pending, nurse don't blink She processed sixty of me since her shift at six
Pre-chorus
Prepping the table, my pulse on the screen County bought the blade, God steady the hands
Chorus
Scrub in, they cutting on the county Scrub in, how we still survive Open what the block already broke Scrub in, still operating
Verse 2
Mama in the lobby, same flats from church Four hours plastic chair, phone at eleven percent Sister Googling splenectomy survival on Broward WiFi Vending machine coffee taste like pennies and regret Uncle Clyde whispering the prayer he said for Travis Trav ain't walk out Ryder Trauma in '09, but go 'head Chaplain with the same warm nothing every shift Sign here, initial here, this release them from everything
Pre-chorus
Prepping the table, her boy on the screen County bought the blade, God steady the hands
Chorus
Scrub in, they cutting on the county Scrub in, how we still survive Open what the block already broke Scrub in, still operating
Verse 3
Twelve years at Jackson, hands don't shake no more Third gunshot tonight, shift ain't halfway done I know his mama, taught CPR at Sistrunk rec Now I'm elbow-deep in what the corners keep sending Elective postponed, emergency don't wait Jit need his jaw rebuilt from a windshield on I-95 Transplant list longer than the Palmetto at five I fix the body, who gon fix what sent him here
Bridge
Consent form say you might not wake up We been signing those since birth down here Every scar a procedure nobody scheduled Every zip code a pre-existing condition
Verse 4
Physical therapy Tuesdays, staples out by March Relearning how to walk on Sunrise Boulevard Reconstructive ain't cosmetic, it's architectural Rebuild the jaw, the nerve, the man they wrote off Insurance denied the second cut, appealed it twice Sold the Cutlass, pawned the chain, kept the appointment They said elective, I said necessary, judge disagree Minimally invasive to them, maximum invasion on me
Verse 5
Listen jit, not every blade designed to kill you Some procedures catch what you can't see coming Preventive mean you find it 'fore it find you on Hallandale Diagnostic mean they looking, sometimes looking the bravest part Abuela got her knee done at Westside Regional Walked to church six weeks later, no cane, no complaint Robotic arms stitching what our hands used to guess at County hallways to precision, and we still here breathing
Chorus
Scrub in, they cutting on the county Scrub in, how we still survive Open what the block already broke Scrub in, still operating
Outro
Monitor still beeping. We still here.
Inside the recording
Fluorescent hum, two AM at Jackson Wheeling me in, I ain't sign for this
Prepping the table, my pulse on the screen County bought the blade, God steady the hands
Monitor still beeping. We still here.
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