Guess Who's Dead
Lyrics
I ain't trying to buy no home
Still ain't paid my student loans
When the block was hot it was fuck degrees
Chopping coke and smoking roaches,
Spent EDD on 14Gs, that KFC on 7th Street
That's where my mistakes were made
Right next to that donut shop
BAC was elevated, felonies per-meditated
Squandered god given gifts
Swallowed vodka by the 5ths
Wore chrome on the wrist
Burnt spoons in the kitchen
I ain't ever gonna be rich
But I beat a pussy vicious
All Day Wanderlei
I'm a Killer in the clinch
If I front you a sack don't pay me in ones
Don't approach if you ain't got the funds
Dialectics really slaps but I want a throne of racks
ABGs in my lap, glass full, an empty plate
Rising up to meet my fate, with
Volition, volition, volition, volition
In this way conveyed
Down stream the corridor
Garfield to Downey RD
111, One Way
Left over to Remain
Can't really call it, man
Flip a coin, Find a vein
Yeah you used to know me, man
But you don't know me now
This is me grown
You don't know me like that
That's why we ain't coo no more
Time displacement
Don't look back, that's crazy
That's past tense, that's faded
Woke up on that pavement?
Guess who's dead
Was just here, that's crazy
Woke up on that pavement
Guess who's dead
And death see me
But I release me
When YAMA pull up
It's gonna be on time
Writer(s): Sim Jackson
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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