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Dead Man Walkin (Refited)

Album: The Best of Brotha Lynch Hung Durasi: 4:09

Thrust a nigga in that casket hot boxin'

How many mothafuckas wanna empty out they Glocks in me?

The gangbanger's most wanted

The first nigga caught me in my side and my set didn't ride

So I'm locced to the mothafuckin' brain

Fifty pounds of dank in my casket, I'm 'bout to take my last spliff

Before I make that move to insane

Records of a criminal for baby killin'

Up them forty ounces with my gang

Them niggas that kill they momma for some fame

For the ripgut trigga to hit what mothafuckas in my aim

Even my momma tried to take me out the game

By heatin' up some brandy and takin' it to the dome

Because I came with the siccness and it's just the dank that I smoke

Makin' me load that millimeter, puttin' deuce up in your throat

Murder she wrote, ends a book as a gang-related homicide

Reality check, nigga, for the fact you givin' it up is suicide

But it do or it die, do or it die each time

One after each as I creep to the streets with a nine millimeter

Up under my feet, I packs heat deep

'Cause a nigga like me can't be played cheaply

Before I'm leavin' them niggas guts up in the street, peep

Ever since nigga D-Block, I stay carry me something

'Cause everywhere I go, niggas twelve gauge pumpin'

Oh, one thing to note when my forty-four busts

I'm takin' them niggas brains, soakin' 'em up and murderin' niggas up

Then I give it up, then I'm in the cut

Five-triple-o-double-o Mossberg pump pointed at your grill

Ready to bust for the fact some call me still

The hardest nigga in that casket hot boxin'

So to those mothafuckas that wanna empty out they Glocks in me

Think twenty-four times, fool, 'fore you come with your punk nines

'Cause nigga, you nigga me, my Uzi say it's dinner time

That ripgut cannibal mind for the shit that make them violent crimes

That's atheist, so feel the sign, a dead man walkin'

Uh-huh

Been livin' in the block so long, you know?

Tryin' to make my niggas feel me and shit, you know?

I'm out explorin' this mothafucka they call United States

Tryin' to give it up for my niggas in

The block, you know what I'm sayin'?

But mothafuckas just can't get satisfied, you know?

Tryin' to hook fools up, you know what I'm sayin'?

Like I said, if I gotta put in work, I'ma put in work, you know?

I got much love for my mothafuckas, you know?

I'm just tryin' to let them feel me and shit, you know?

If it take you to smoke a mothafuckin' joint, nigga

And listen to my shit to feel me, nigga, then feel

Me with this shit here, you know what I'm sayin'?

Got love for my niggas in the four block and the nine block

My nigga Maniac and shit, you know?

You told me the story, nigga

Ever since my cousin went down, you know what I'm sayin'?

Had that video shot, you know?

I'm thinkin' about this shit, nigga

This shit's on my mind, nigga

I don't know what to tell mothafuckas, though

All I could do is lay in the mothafuckin' cut with

My mothafuckin' brother, you know what I'm sayin'?

That's the mothafucka takin' care of me right now, you know?

So I'ma do this shit, nigga, but y'all

Just gotta understand me, you know?

Just understand me for a minute, nigga

I'ma come back to the block, nigga

With a fat-ass joint, you know what I'm sayin'?

We gon' smoke that shit and talk, nigga

Feel me on that shit

I'm out this mothafucka

But yet and still, I gotta give this shit up for

My cousin, King Miller, you know what I'm sayin'?

Nigga, you got much love, you know what I'm sayin'?

Fuck peace, really though now