Lyrics:
Dawn sings in the garden
Phone sings in the hall
This boy's dead from two day's life
Resurrected by the call
Penny here, we've got to come, so
trip, get pistol-whipped
By a psycho maniac sick in his head
want to be a gangster, now he's dead
His brother took over, ain't no sweat
Bought a new
ain't fucking, she don't need to ride (beat it)
She can crawl in the trunk with her knees inside
By the spare, she hungry, I'll feed her fries
'Cause
We'll wander off through the dead of night
Past wastelands of shattered souls
Warm by my firelight
I peer into the darkness alone
As the Indian
to teach
Your wife a thing or two
Come here to this illegal place for joys
And teach your wife this way to grow new boys
I'll take you by your hand
And show
earn my digits
And I'm far from finished, gamin' till my coffee diminish
Why pray for the after life when mines just beginnin', huh
Only son by our
spoke of Loraine, ah, always back to Lorraine
I was talking to Ed who'd been reported dead by mutual friends
He thought it was funny that I had no
one to unmarked graves
Six feet below, No one is safe
Unearthed in the moonlight, the dead come back to life
Dancing, glimmering bodies in the dead
you cannot forgive
And One word from You these dead dreams will live
No matter how far you've gone
You can always come back home
Back home
wild, woo
Though we knew this day would come
Still, it took us by surprise
In this town where I was born
I now see through a dead man's eyes
One
ain't goin' round again
When it comes my time
I'm gonna stop at a line
And forget where I've been
Who was it said that a life is dead
Like the summer's
with your return
Can't you hear my yearn
I'm barely breathin'
I should've been dead by now
But I'm latching on to hopes
That you'll come take me
need
Young man said the old man
Let the youth in your heart be at rest
We may all be dead
In a year or a day
When the devil is put to the test
is caused by my pleasure
And my soul mate lives in your body
I can't get you out of my head
It never goes away
In my life, I'll need you here
to freestyle with, I ate y'all on the corner
Call the coroner, niggas dead out here
Hangin' onto life by a thread out here
Them niggas wearin' all that red
with inc
Went through the troubles and the struggle of hustlin' and runnin' (what)
So the ones that come behind don't' run through nothin'
They would
forever
Lost child pay the dead
Bleeding screams of silence
In my veins your eternity
I'll kill you and your dreams tonight
Begin new life
Bleed
tears inside
Well I thought I was dead when I found her
Saved my life but now she's gone
I thought I was dead when I found her
Where does that leave me
(sometimes life can take a heavy load)
Come with me (but we ride, ride it like a bullet)
Hail Mary, nigga, run quick, see (Hail Mary, Hail Mary, Hail Mary)
And to those who weep death comes
Cheap these men with broken hearts
Humble you should be when
They come passing by
For it's written that the greatest men
Never
he made a life
Now he never preached, though he always knew
And we watched him close, just to pick up clues
And sometimes late, in the dead
and each nail
Marks the demise of you life
Grim construction grows
Has life played a trick
Sealed you in brick by brick
Till your end forcing you
tree
Now
Sent by G.O.D
To save the word you and me
You never know who you facin'
Who ya chasin'
The life you wastin'
[Verse 2]
I was made by
Crawl into your arms
In your lonely nights
the days go by
And are not coming back
You are on your way
To another life
Neutralize everything
To kill
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