Dead Dudes Lyrics

Niggas is tripping if they thinkin I'm falling off

Don't make me flip and get to snipping ya calling card

You boring niggas always Beauregard

I gotta open air box demons for y'all to know a God

Icarus, look at me son, now I know it's hard

But stay in the shade, these punk motherfuckers insane

Before you know it they might Lois ya Lane

And show up at a show in ya chain

Then hope you croak from the shame

We do it to us for the tours,

But security cost just as much as what pull or even moor

Crabs in a barrel rotten to the core

Apples in a bushel, let these worm niggas push you?

Put in work like a jacker on a jux move

Put in purpose I cannot abandon my lil' dudes

Lil' sis need her a protector and some good shoes

For all a that you damn right I would shoot

I put that on my dead dudes

Look at all these women with these dead dudes

Got me out me spending all my dead dudes

No airs screaming code red when he bled blues

I think I saw that bed move,

And why is it so cold I saw my breath too,

Say it with yo chest and make yo next move yo best move

Or dead dudes prolly come to get you

Time to deliver on the prophecy

I gotta be the nigga the Illiad said was Odyssey

Get it, a regular black Socrates,

You can't add nothing baby you gots to leave

I can't bag nothing that has to stop to think,

That shit should be incessant,

To find out all the answers grab a lantern for the questions

And protect that wick,

And watch where you be at cause that wax might stick

All that wax might slip,

Leave yo black ass like Ezell with a bad back

Like it's three pulls off a bad sack

I don't really care where you niggas get down at

You a lab rat with im-balance,

You derivative I'm singular legit talent

Sulaiman Ali introduce you to maggots

If you frontin on my planet I'll have to kick you out it

Gathered all my static my socks dragging the carpet

I'm Nikola with the light bulb palming, in the current iconic

I put that on my dead dudes

Look at all these women with these dead dudes

Got me out me spending all my dead dudes

No airs screaming code red when he bled blues

I think I saw that bed move,

And why is it so cold I saw my breath too,

Say it with yo chest and make yo next move yo best move

Or dead dudes prolly come to get you