I moved from Detroit (6 Mile & Northlawn) to Oak Park (Niggas and Chaldeans… Read Full Bio ↴I moved from Detroit (6 Mile & Northlawn) to Oak Park (Niggas and Chaldeans) for the majority of my life, then right on back to 6 Mee-zee. I know ya'll heard of Royce having many brothers that rap...but I'm the only one, yeah, that's right...blood brothers. And if it's not Smackman or Alex...they NOT Royces' brother. Tell dem niggas "quit frontin'." I been listening to rap and hoopin for most of my life. Me, Royce and Smackman used to freestyle downstairs in the basement of our mommas house- rappin on a oldskool radio/mic setup. As I was growin' up I was always messin around now and then with the freestylin. After highschool...we would be drivin' and drinkin (illegal-i know) freestylin over instrumentals. Me and one of my boys who was better at it, started writing rhymes so we could go to open mics and spit em to see what type of response we would get. And people started tellin me I was dope. And that made me want to write a couple other rhymes that lead me to write another couple other rhymes. Royce would be outta town a lot gettin' that bread so I wasn't really around him in the beginning--and he had no idea that I started rappin-- he always knew me to hoop. His peoples started coming up to him one by one asking him if he ever heard me and telling him that he should have me rap for him. One day in 2003, me and dude that I was going to the open mic with, went to Twinz studio where Royce was recording. The session started around 8:30 pm. Around 7 am, when we decided to leave, Royce suddenly asks me to "spit somethin real quick." Long story short, he liked what he heard. It was something that he thought was worth polishin up and seeing what came out. 2 months after that I was in the studio with Royce working on "Yes" and "Sick" from the "M.I.C Vol. 1" mixtape. That's when I started getting my respect. A couple months later, Royce had a show in either Lansing or Grand Rapids and Royce gave me a mic and was like, "Come on." And then I started traveling with him everywhere after that doing the hype man thing and he would let me spit freestyle/accapelllas on stage, on radio, on camera, and sometimes on spot for people. First we did a "Death Is Certain" Promo Tour and then a Canadian tour where we drove a van all the way through Canada, from Windsor to Vancouver to cities that I never heard of. SHOUT OUT TO EVERY TOWN IN CANADA-THEY KEPT ME HIGH! THEY ALL KEPT ME HIGH! An over seas tour with Proof, R.I.P. And did shows all over Cali (including House of Blues with Slum Village), all over Chigago (including House of Blues), Virginia, all over Arizona, Cleveland, Toledo, Portland, Wash. D.C., Down South, Miami, in St. Louis, Atlanta. New York (I did the Roseland Ballroom with Rakim, Ghostface, Slick Rick, Talib Kwali), all over the east coast. I don't even remember all the gotdamn places but shouts out to em all! Shit. So, if doing open mics and having a couple people come up to me and say I "did a good job" made me want to write a couple more rhymes, what do you think a bunch of people all around the country plus the rest of the world would make me do? This is my job. So that brings me to the present. Now I got a chance to start recording. I just finished the Kid Vishis and ASAR mixtape, titled, "Vishis is Me: The Sick 'Em Mixtape Vol. 1" Now the focus is on getting Vol. 2 and Vol. 3 and Vol. 4 to ya'll. Sick 'Em!

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ER
Kid Vishis Lyrics

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Stop picture me in scrubs in the 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-beefin', that's ain't what war's about
Ain't nothing dying but the game put her organs out
These niggas dissin' like they wonderin' where Malcolm's at

Till I split em where their 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 record store
We ride in, we gon' W-I-N
I will check a bitch's ass ass like a OBGYN
I'm respected like a killer, a record like Thriller
I will keep a tab on you like Twitter
Now feel the hate and roll
Nickel give 'em oxygen and shock 'em with that
That defibrillator flow

As long as I'm alive the game gon' be breathin'
Even though it's wheezin'
Hit 'em like, like clear! clear!
Wake his ass up, he was sleepin' yeah
I said as long as I'm alive the game gon' be breathin'
Even though it's wheezin'
Hit 'em like, like clear! clear!
Wake his ass up, he was sleepin'

I'm alive
They almost killed me but I survived, hip hop has been revived
Surprise! Oww stop shocking now
Tell your nurse she could put the scalpel down
I'm back ready to rap, took a little nap
Ready to go off, stick to my pen?
Never again will I ever doze off
No more bozo rap, it hurt me!
The new dojo, in beast mode, I'm John Crease, no mercy!
My saliva and spit could fly through a brick
Put your ass by a lighter and spit gas at the fire, flick
Gave up on me huh? I was worse than the racists and rapists
Now I'm feelin' like Kobe 'fore he scored eighty one!
Really feeling new!
Missed me with the skinny jeans and Uggs,
Fuck outta here! I ain't feelin' you!
Fuckin' incredible, I can dig a hole to hell
Just to beat the devil over over the head with a fuckin' shovel

As long as I'm alive the game gon' be breathin'
Even though it's wheezin'
Hit 'em like, like clear! clear!
Wake his ass up, he was sleepin' yeah
I said as long as I'm alive the game gon' be breathin'
Even though it's wheezin'

Hit 'em like, like clear! clear!
Wake his ass up, he was sleepin'

Overall Meaning

Kid Vishis's song "ER" discusses his skill in rap, using healthcare vocabulary as metaphors throughout the song. When he says "Stop picture me in scrubs in the room with hip hop," he's making an allusion to being a surgeon, showing that he has complete control over the rap genre. The line "it's crunch time, line up rappers I don't like, and call that shit a punch line," essentially means that he thinks nothing of throwing verbal punches at other rappers, and that he doesn't hesitate to be aggressive in his rhymes. Vishis also recognizes that some rappers are only focused on internet beef, while real war is about the music industry itself. He emphasizes his superiority in the rap game by saying "I'm respected like a killer, a record like Thriller," invoking the legendary status of Michael Jackson's Thriller to indicate that his music is of the same quality.

Kid Vishis goes on to explain how he was almost "killed" by bad rap, but managed to survive and come back stronger. He compares himself to Kobe Bryant before his legendary 81-point game, saying that he's now "feeling new." He criticizes the trend of skinny jeans and Uggs, making it clear that he's not a fan of new wave rap. He finishes by saying that he's "fuckin' incredible," and that he can even dig a hole to hell just to beat the devil over the head with a shovel.

Line by Line Meaning

Stop picture me in scrubs in the room with hip hop
Don't envision me in medical clothing operating on hip hop

Operating on it with my instruments I'm the doc
I'm performing surgery on hip hop with my own methods as the doctor

It's crunch time, line up rappers I don't like
It's time to act seriously by gathering rappers I dislike

And call that shit a punch line
It'll be considered a witty remark on the weak rappers he gathered

These niggas e-beefin', that's ain't what war's about
These rappers are fighting online, that's not what war is

Ain't nothing dying but the game put her organs out
Nothing is being eliminated except hip hop itself

These niggas dissin' like they wonderin' where Malcolm's at
These rappers are speaking negatively as if they're questioning Malcolm X's location

Till I split em where their scalp is at, where my scalpel at?
I will separate them where their hair grows, where did I put my surgical knife?

I ain't been hearing heart, I'm bout to check his pulse
I haven't sensed passion, I'm about to test his vitality

With my stethoscope pressed against the record store
I'm going to use a medical instrument on a music store

We ride in, we gon' W-I-N
We come to win the battle

I will check a bitch's ass ass like a OBGYN
I will monitor a woman's backside like a women's health specialist

I'm respected like a killer, a record like Thriller
I'm honored like a murderer, and my music is a beloved album

I will keep a tab on you like Twitter
I'm going to continuously watch over you as if you were a Twitter profile

Now feel the hate and roll
Experience the negativity and move on

Nickel give 'em oxygen and shock 'em with that
I'm going to revive them with a high-energy flow

That defibrillator flow
This energy-filled flow is like shocking the heart

As long as I'm alive the game gon' be breathin'
As long as I'm alive, hip hop will survive

Even though it's wheezin'
Even though it's struggling

Hit 'em like, like clear! clear!
Bring them back to life as if using a defibrillator

Wake his ass up, he was sleepin' yeah
Revive him, he was out of it

They almost killed me but I survived, hip hop has been revived
Although it almost died, I recovered and revitalized hip hop

Surprise! Oww stop shocking now
Surprise! Ok, stop the revival process

Tell your nurse she could put the scalpel down
Tell the nurse to put away the surgical instrument

I'm back ready to rap, took a little nap
I'm ready to rap again after a break

Ready to go off, stick to my pen? Never again will I ever doze off
Ready to rap hard, and never again will I be complacent with my pen

No more bozo rap, it hurt me!
No more weak rap, it's painful to make such music

The new dojo, in beast mode, I'm John Crease, no mercy!
I'm like a martial arts school, I'm in beast mode and have no mercy like John Crease

My saliva and spit could fly through a brick
My words are so strong they could penetrate a brick wall

Put your ass by a lighter and spit gas at the fire, flick
Put yourself near a flame and I'll spit fuel to create a bigger fire

Gave up on me huh? I was worse than the racists and rapists
You gave up on me when I was worse than the most despicable people

Now I'm feelin' like Kobe 'fore he scored eighty one!
Now I'm feeling as great as Kobe before he scored 81 points

Really feeling new!
I'm feeling fresh

Missed me with the skinny jeans and Uggs, Fuck outta here!
Don't even try to associate me with those fashion trends

I ain't feelin' you!
I don't like what you represent

Fuckin' incredible, I can dig a hole to hell
Unbelievably great, I can dig a hole to the depths of hell

Just to beat the devil over the head with a fuckin' shovel
Just to defeat the devil in a brutal way

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: M MONTGOMERY, RYAN MONTGOMERY, NICHOLAS WARWAR

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