DeadBoy

I'm just a dead boy, got no blood in my veins

I'm just a dead boy, just so stuck in my ways

I'm just a dead boy, I got no blood in my veins

I'm just a dead boy, just so stuck in my ways

You say you banging like Marvin Gaye's father, be honest

You actin' hard, sellin' dope, like I ain't got enough on me

Say you strapped like the army, claim you spraying the Tommy

I'm just a corpse on the porch, there's no way you can harm me

See I already passed, now I'm in a better place

With a fountain and some pillars and my girl to feed me grapes

If you thinking death is bad, let me tell you that it's great

Come and pay me a visit, I'm in the grave by the lake

Young Kevin Nash, just a victim of this cash

If the money make us choose, just make sure we make it back

Just make sure we make it flip, just make sure we make it last

Flow, roll, smoke, breathe, speak, creep and make it stack

Now she dead on the flo', now I'm ready to go

See, I don't like a bitch if she like Anna Nicole

Fubu on my velour, it's the prince of the sewers

See, it's the lord of the rest, no shirt, no shoes

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