Dead Lyrics

Yo, turn this sappy shit off, bro

Playing with the harp and shit

Let me put on a real banger for you, dude

Running from the cops when I'm off the fucking block

Got a body and some mops with a rock in my sock

Big rolling off the molly catch a trolley downtown

Face covered in blood lookin' like a fucking clown

Running from the cops when I'm off the fucking block

Got a body and some mops with a rock in my sock

Big rolling off the molly catch a trolley downtown

Face covered in blood lookin' like a fucking clown

Bitch wait

Why you playing this game

Why you acting like a lame

Cut you up at Crystal Lake

You know I chop you up like a fucking steak

Posting up with the gang

Blowing K into our face

Tie you up with the lace

Leave the body with no fucking trace

I don't know, dude, I'm not feeling this one anymore

Can we try mine out

Fine, I'll give you 16 bars

Hold up and let me stop this really quick

Mesmerizing lines from a psychopathic mind

Get lost in the time and feel the divine

Ethereal serial killer with material

Scream and run away when I chase you with the blade

You will die and I will find the meanings you have left behind

Ask myself if this is right or am I bringing more dark than light

Alright, that was kind of sick

Let's hit the banger again, though

Ight bet

Chopping bodies, gripping Tommy's

Pop an oxy with a shawty

Bringing heat, take a seat

Got the blood comin' out ya' feet

Playin' the beat on repeat

Stepping on you with the cleat

What a treat it is for you to meet

The elite

Chopping bodies, gripping Tommy's

Pop an oxy with a shawty

Bringing heat, take a seat

Got the blood comin' out ya' feet

Playin' the beat on repeat

Stepping on you with the cleat

What a treat it is for you to meet

The elite