Monday, January 24, 2022

Lyrics of Dead Wipe

Dead Wipe

Dead wipe did cross your skin
Don't hiss me with that scare
Ring me for the mess that you're in
You're one with the open head
Back to you
Sure, jack it over
I didn't never want to come in this place
Let your little rag doll squeeze on me
Dead wipe runs on my face
Soaking, I'll never see it
Simple now
Over it now.

Lyrics of Savatage-Dead Winter Dead-Dead Winter Dead

Dead Winter Dead

Feel the rush, feel the rush in the back of your head
\"Breathe it in, breathe it in,\" isn't that what they said
As you stood in the night 'neath the glow of the fires?
Watch it burn, watch it burn, watch it reach through the night
Feel the heat, feel the heat as you bask in its light
As the puppets hang upon their wires

[Chorus]
I've lost my way, kneel down and pray
It all decays, it takes me down, down, down
Like the minister said, like the minister said
Where this all has led, dead winter dead

Can you hear what I hear in the back of your mind
As you stand on the stage when they tell you it's time
To read words from a past you can't remember?
Gotta keep what you have, tell me what is it for
If it made sense my friend well then not anymore
Every dream I'm told has its December

[Chorus]

Lyrics of Agalloch - Dead Winter Days

Dead Winter Days

There lies a beauty behind forbidden wooden doors
A beauty so rare and pure, it would make human eyes bleed and burn

She killed herself in the fall

I am the unmaker, I bring death to the beautiful dawn
With pillor, cold, and a legion of dying angels

I killed myself in the spring

A grim bough had hung me high
I sank the fires of the Sol
Here, nightfall reigns

I oppose the light
I gather the storms
with a sword I wield with hate
I shot down the sun with bow and flame
Pillorian for the dead winter

I am the unmaker
The pillorian, the ending
I, die
I damn you the dead winters

Lyrics of Dead Wild Cat

Dead Wild Cat

I'm sitting on an embankment on a highway going through rural Georgia
And there was a dead wild cat and a bottle of beer that had been
That had never been opened and I drank the beer

Lyrics of The Terrorists - Dead Weight

Dead Weight

Album: Full Scale Attack

Song: Dead Weight


K-Rino is down with The Terrorists...(The founder...)

Klondike Kat is down with The Terrorists...(Lyrical Lion...)

Section A, they down with The Terrorists...(DBX, Eyque...)

Aftamath is down with The Terrorists...(My brotha Twice...)

A.C. Chill is down with The Terrorists...(What's up, Kim?)

Tech-9 is down with The Terrorists...(What's up?)

Murder One is down with The Terrorists...(Murder One...)

First Degree, they down with The Terrorists...

(Yeah, wreckers...)

Felony is down with The Terrorists...(What's up, Felony?)

The Messiahs, they down with The Terrorists...



(Rasheed, Jim...)

J.J. Bass is down with The Terrorists...(What's up, Jason?)

Rapper K is down with The Terrorists...(What's up, Keith?)

The Game Boys, they down with The Terrorists...

(Nice to meet, Weester...)

Maestro from Philly is down with The Terrorists...

(Keenan...)

A Step Beyond, they down with The Terrorists...(K.O...)

Joe Will is down with The Terrorists...(What's up, Joe?)

Point Blank is down with The Terrorists...

(What's up, Reggie?)

Triple-X is down with The Terrorists...(What's up, Anthony?)

Street Military, they down with The Terrorists...

(What's up, gees?)

Grim and The Latin Sectors is down with The Terrorists...

(Paul...)


Everybody know I don't go out that much

But when I go out I hear so much stuff

About Dope, about this, about that



About Egypt-E, about Rap-A-Lot and my contract

All in my life, jocking what I do

I got my knife, my clock ain't that few

I got my 9, my .38 and my Beringer

I'm ready to go to war with lyrics and I'm daring you

You step to Dope with a rhyme

Any line, any kind, you little punks, I don't mind

Because I'm mentally gifted

now watch me shift it and uplift it

Can I kick it with a swift kick?

Like a pander but I'm a panther, a hunter

A grand slam home run hitter not a bunner

Been hurt too many times to trust you so I go for the Gusto

Don't even attempt to stop my flow

Cause my lyrics bust your game in half

You want to battle? Go get your royalty check and put up half

You jocking on me, leeching on me, looking for a piggy bag

I'm locing up cause there ain't gonna be none of that...


Dead weight, when I'm releasing dead weight

Two shots to the back of your head is all it's gonna take...

Dead weight, when I'm releasing dead weight

Two shots to the back of your head is all it's gonna take...

Dead weight, when I'm releasing dead weight

Two shots to the back of your head is all it's gonna take...

Dead weight, when I'm releasing dead weight, two shots...

Dead weight...


A brotha gotta pack his peace

I see, just to get self peace bullets gotta release

And no, I wasn't raised like that but you gotta survive

In South Park your life is on lease

Watch your back, how many times have I said it?

And books and magazines don't lie, I know you read it

It will happen so fast, it will happen so quick

Brothas looking for a strong come-up, a major lick

I'm in it to win it

I'm telling you I'm in this rap game to end

But how can I save more money

and all that money I need to spend

I hooked up with Egypt and we make terror beats

Then I'm flat broke searching for money

in between our concerts

Barely making it and still it's Allah's thang

I have just enough to put 94 cents in my gas tank

See, everything be cool when

I'm producing your souvenir song free

Now you want to pull out your gun and fight

when Landmine's charging a fee

Hmmm, I see how you are, a conman, self centered solo star

You jocking on me, leeching on me, looking for a piggy bag

I'm locing up cause there ain't gonna be none of that...


Dead weight, when I'm releasing dead weight

Two shots to the back of your head is all it's gonna take...

Dead weight, when I'm releasing dead weight

Two shots to the back of your head is all it's gonna take...

Dead weight, when I'm releasing dead weight

Two shots to the back of your head is all it's gonna take...

Dead weight, when I'm releasing dead weight, two shots...

Dead weight...


Yo, straight, straight love shouts to K-Rino

Klondike Kat, Aftamath, Geylan

yeah, J.J. Bass, Rasheed the Messiah, what's up?

Yeah, Maestro from Philly

K.O. my friend indeed, Point Blank, Triple-X, Street Military, Grimm and the Latin Sectors

my mom, my dad, my sister Atrece and my niece Ariel

Allah, yeah...


Dead weight, when I'm releasing dead weight

Two shots to the back of your head is all it's gonna take...

Dead weight, when I'm releasing dead weight

Two shots to the back of your head is all it's gonna take...

Dead weight, when I'm releasing dead weight

Two shots to the back of your head is all it's gonna take...

Dead weight, when I'm releasing dead weight, two shots...

Dead weight...

Lyrics of DEAD THRONE Board Game Review

Dead To The World

(they didnt know i was alive then)
(you didnt know i was alive then)
It's out of the blue, i noticed you
i went through old photos and instantly knew
crawl back is cool, and we could be so hot
They didnt know i was alive then,
they didnt know me when i knew them
you didnt know i was alive then
and now you tell yourself that...
It's out of the blue, i'm calling you
i just needed somone to talk to, and get me through
stay tried and true, even though i'm not
It's all in the past, you grew up fast
you wanted to know in the first place, if you'd end up last
but you need me instead, well i'm still dead
They didnt know i was alive then,
they didnt know me when i knew them
you didnt know i was alive then
and now you tell yourself that we'll be friends
you didnt know i was alive then
and now you tell yourself that
A boomerang is what you threw
and soon it will come back to you
when all your plans dont follow through
and it hits you in the back

Lyrics of JamisonParker - Everybody Wants to Rule the World [Tears for Fears]

Dead To The World

So so what happens in your room?
when you're all alone with me at home
going crazy over you
Behind these bedroom walls
everynight i sing along with all her favorite songs
i sing until my voice is gone
until my lungs are bleedin'
tell me you don't miss these brown eyes
and that you're not in love
I hate hate the way you look at me
where's the pills for that thing that you call
"sweepin' me off my feet"
it's girls like you that keep open graves
for boys like me
that keep themselves locked up for days
Behind these bedroom walls
everynight i sing along with all her favorite songs
i sing until my voice is gone
until my lungs are bleedin'
tell me you don't miss these brown eyes
and that you're not in love
Take this stupid heart
i know it's all you ever want me for
and i hope you keep it close
so everyone knows that it's all because of you
that i'm dead to the world
I won't wait, i won't wait, i won't wait
i won't wait for you to make me stop
Behind these bedroom walls
everynight i sing along with all her favorite songs
i sing until my voice is gone
until my lungs are bleedin'
tell me you don't miss these brown eyes
and that you're not in love
Take this stupid heart
i know it's all you ever want me for
and i hope you keep it close
so everyone knows that it's all because of you
that i'm dead to the world

Lyrics of Nightwish - Dead To The World (with lyrics)

Dead To The World

All the same take me away
We're dead to the world

The child gave thought to the poet's world
Gave comfort to the fallen
(Heartfelt, lovelorn)

Remaining, yet still uninvited
Those words scented my soul
(Lonely soul, ocean soul)

It's not the monsters under your bed
It is the man next door
That makes you fear, makes you cry,
Makes you cry for the child
All the wars are fought among those lonely men
Unarmed, unscarred

I don't want to die a scarless man
A lonely soul
(Tell me now what to do)

I studied silence to learn the music
I joined the sinful to regain innocence

Heaven queen, cover me
In all that blue
Little boy, such precious joy
Is dead to the world



Heaven queen, carry me
Away from all pain
All the same take me away
We're dead to the world

Dead, silent, constant
Yet always changing
My favorite view of this world

As he died, he will return to die in me again
Weaving the cloth,
Giving birth to the century child
Who gave his life not for the world
But for me, innocence reborn once more

Heaven queen, carry me
Away from all pain
All the same take me away
We're dead to the world

Heaven queen, cover me
In all that blue
Little boy, such precious joy
Is dead to the world

Heaven queen, carry me
Away from all pain
All the same take me away
We're dead to the world
We're dead to the world

Lyrics of Biohazard - Kill or Be Killed - 10 - Dead to Me

Dead To Me

You hate me and I hate you back
But there's a difference between you and me
Ignorance and fear pervade your small mind
You forfeit your right to live in peace
I want you to know that I will never rest
For a signle moment of your miserable life
Surgically I cut you from my world
You are my cancer and I am the knife
I cut you off, forever and a day
Never again will I look your way
You beg for mercy on your knees
No remorse, you're dead to me
You're dead to me, you're fucking dead to me
I gave you light to live in my world
But one last time you pushed too far
You selfish motherfucker, now the damage is done
You can never turn back from all out war
You can lock me down, but I hold the key
'cause there's nothing in this world that can ever break me
Heart and mind strong, I forever stay free
My last words to you, you're dead to me
I watch you stumble
I hear you fall in the dark
Try as you may, you just can't see you're too blind
Trapped in the mirror of your dark soul
You fall again, this time from grace...
You land alone
Burning

Lyrics of Spineshank - Dead To Me

Dead To Me

Put on another face, they always take the place
Of all the things that you have become
Your instability is nothing new to me
It's always something that made you what you are

You're dead inside
You killed your pride
I won't be there
And no one cares
Your insecurity
The failure that it brings
And all your misery
Keeps coming back to me

Save yourself the pain
And go away
For the rest of my life
Bury you today
I separate
For the rest of my life

You give me countless lies and hope I sympathize
You hit my only nerve and that is all it took
Separation now
Let it go, you let it go
New evolution
Thrown away
You're thrown away, you're gone



I'm done with you
don't follow through
I won't be there
'cause you don't care
The way you're suffering
Is all the same to me
Your credibility
Killed your reality

Your delusion
Claim confusion
Easier to pass the blame on
All your hatred
Seems so wasted
You're the one who's dead inside me

You're fucking dead to me

Lyrics of Muse - Dead Star

Dead Star

Shame on you
For thinking that you're an exception
We're all to blame
Crashing down to earth
Waisting and burning out, yeah
Fading like a dead star, wooo
One is coming your way
Yeah, it's coming your way

You used to be everything to me
But i'm tired of the fighting
Tired of the fighting

Shame on you
For thinking
You're all alone
If you want to make a wish you weren't
Failing to impress
Why can't you sleep with
Someone who'll protect you, yeah
One is coming your way
Yeah, it's coming your way

You used to be everything to me
But now i'm tired of the fighting
Tired of the fighting
Fighting yourself



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+ First version

She'll know for thinking
Your with assumption
We're all to blame
Crashing down to earth
Wasting and burning out
Fading like a dead star
One is coming your way
Its coming your way

And you used to mean everything to me
And now your tired and shining
Tired and shining, burning up

They know you for thinking your all alone
If you want it you should learn
Fading to the ground
Why can't you sleep with
Someone who'll protect you
One is coming your way
Its coming your way

And you used to mean everything to me
And now your tired and shining
Tired and shining, burning up

Lyrics of Sopor Aeternus - Dead Souls - subtitulado al español

Dead Souls

Hidden behind merciful shadows, beyond the cruel daylight,
living to hunt and kill, we are the... damned children of the night.
dragging our immune existence through thousands of centuries
and from dusk to dawn we suffer from our immortality.
Hosts contaminate our tombs and crosses burn our skin,
you can kill us a thousand times, but we're the ones,
who will always remain ... - in pain ... in pain:
"i'm the resurrection-man, who steals his own corpse
and abducts himself to the beloved catacombs and vaults".
Death and decay, cadaverous smell,
for us there's neither heaven, nor is there a hell,
and only the stigmata could be able to betray
the sombre existence of the former days.
After the dead lover's kiss you fall into a dream,
but with your second birth you're a prince in our mournful realm.
by day, when a million suns are killing with their shine,
the cold, dark crypts are saving me ... and mine.
death and decay, cadaverous smell,
for us there's neither heaven, nor is there a hell,
and only the stigmata could be able to betray
the sombre existence of the former days ...

Lyrics of Nine Inch Nails - Dead Souls (Joy Division cover)

Dead Souls

Someone take these dreams away
That point me to another day
A dual personality
A strange but true reality

They keep calling me
Keep on calling me
They keep calling me

Figures from the past stand tall
And mocking voices ring above
Imperialistic house of prayer
Conquistadors who took their share

They keep calling me
Keep on calling me
They keep calling me

Lyrics of Joy Division - Dead Souls

Dead Souls

Someone take these dreams away,
That point me to another day,
A duel of personalities,
That stretch all true realities.

That keep calling me,
They keep calling me,
Keep on calling me,
They keep calling me.

Where figures from the past stand tall,
And mocking voices ring the halls.
Imperialistic house of prayer,
Conquistadors who took their share.

That keep calling me,
They keep calling me,
Keep on calling me,
They keep calling me.

Calling me, calling me, calling me, calling me.

They keep calling me,
Keep on calling me,
They keep calling me,
They keep calling me.

Lyrics of BRUTAL TRUTH - "Dead Smart" (Official Music Video)

Dead Smart

you cut me down
behind my back
turn back the facts
reaching your conclusions
your theories lack the facts
and that's a fact

you think you have the answers
with not a shit to say
rip apart my every thought
before it's ever said
fuck off - fucking little trendy
brats bored of spending
mommy's cash

blinding lies,
making blieve it's real
thinking you're something...
yeah, you're dead smart

you think you have the answers
with not a shit to say
before you start to answer, i've
got one thing to say
fuck off - fucking little trendy
brats bored of spending
mommy's cash

turn back facts
delusions, what you say
conclusions, what you said

Lyrics of DEAD SKUNK IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD - LOUDON WAINWRIGHT III

Dead Skunk

Crossin' the highway late last night
He shoulda looked left and he shoulda looked right
He didn't see the station wagon car
The skunk got squashed and there you are

You got your
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
Stinkin' to high heaven

Take a whiff on me, that ain't no rose
Roll up yer window and hold your nose
You don't have to look and you don't have to see
'Cause you can feel it in your olfactory

You got your
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
And it's stinkin' to high heaven



Yeah you got your dead cat and you got your dead dog
On a moonlight night you got your dead toad frog
Got your dead rabbit and your dead raccoon
The blood and the guts they're gonna make you swoon

You got your
Dead skunk in the middle
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
Stinkin' to high heaven

C'mon stink
You got it
It's dead, it's in the middle
Dead skunk in the middle
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
Stinkin' to high heaven
All over the road, technicolor man
Oh, you got pollution
It's dead, it's in the middle
And it's stinkin' to high, high heaven

Lyrics of Dark Funeral - Dead Skin Mask (Slayer Cover)

Dead Skin Mask

Graze the skin with my finger tips
The brush of dead cold flesh pacifies the means
Provocative images delicate features so smooth
A pleasant fragrance in the light of the moon

Dance with the dead in my dreams
Listen to their hallowed screams
The dead have taken my soul
Temptation's lost all control

Simple smiles elude psychotic eyes
Lose all mind control rationale declines
Empty eyes enslave the creations
Of placid faces and lifeless pageants

In the depths of a mind insane
Fantasy and reality are the same

Graze the skin with my finger tips
The brush of dead warm flesh pacifies the means
Incised members ornaments on my being
Adulating the skin before me



Simple smiles elude psychotic eyes
Lose all mind control rationale declines
Empty eyes enslave the creations
Of placid faces and lifeless pageants

Dance with the dead in my dreams
Listen to their hallowed screams
The dead have taken my soul
Temptation's lost all control

Lyrics of Slayer - Dead Skin Mask (Seasons In The Abyss)

Dead Skin Mask

Graze the skin with my finger tips
The brush of dead cold flesh pacifies the means
Provocative images delicate features so smooth
A pleasant fragrance in the light of the moon

[Chorus]
Dance with the dead in my dreams
Listen to their hallowed screams
The dead have taken my soul
Temptation's lost all control

Simple smiles elude psychotic eyes
Lose all mind control rationale declines
Empty eyes enslave the creations
Of placid faces and lifeless pageants

In the depths of a mind insane
Fantasy and reality are the same

Graze the skin with my finger tips
The brush of dead warm flesh pacifies the means
Incised members ornaments on my being
Adulating the skin before me

Simple smiles elude psychotic eyes
Lose all mind control rationale declines
Empty eyes enslave the creations
Of placid faces and lifeless pageants

[Chorus]

Lyrics of Dead Skin

Dead Skin

So I'm the king of all these things of this mess I have made
Such a waste what a shame my whole life is a fake
Well I'm a bore and I'm sure I'm a thorn inside of you that has torn at you for years
The alcohol the demerol these things never could replace
What a minute with you could do to put a smile on my face
I'm a bore and I'm sure I'm a thorn inside of you that has torn at me for years
I can't get out of this dead skin I can't shed my skin
I'm not sure where to begin why can't I begin again
I can't get under my dead skin I can't shed my skin
Can I sllep 'til then

Phenobarbitol and alocohol these two surely will do
To knock me out keep me down at least a day or two
When I'm awake I can taste how bitter I've become
And it's more than I can bear somedays I pray someone will blow me away
Make it quick but let it burn so I can feel my life fade
Well I'm a waste and I can taste how bitter I've become
And it's more than I can bear
I can't shed my skin
I can't shed my skin

Lyrics of Jimmie's Chicken Shack- "Another Day" [Lyrics in description]

Another Day

Sun invaded this morning as I cultured a [earl in my bed.
Hope I can lift my armsl know I can't raise my head.
The silence is silenced so sweetly as I rise with my dug-out in hand.
And after you courthouse defeats me know I've got to get high with my band.
Hope I can make it, just one more day.
Been three long weeks since my lips touched your face.
If I'm not willing, have I lost the game,
If I cannot run the race I'll just wait for another day.

Another day.
Another day.
Another day.
Another day.

Feel like I've had enough of, what you said.
And I won't bother the rock that you're under, got freedom from myself for another day.

Another day.
Another day.
Another day.
Another day.
Another day.
Another day.
Another day.

Another day I'm happy to see,
Another day I might as well just be me on another day,
Another day.
Without.

Lyrics of Dead Set

Dead Set

Stuck in my bedroom with nothing
But a voice in my head
Once my feeling was dead set
(I watch my will begin to fade)
What did you say am I restless
What can I do to relieve it
As my mind just melts away

Once I say, I can't be saved
No more change
I dodge the grave almost every day

One single life needs not to die
For such a cheap price
For one last flight
God save the child who lives like a whore
(I made it through yesterday)

Once I say, I can't be saved
No more change
I dodge the grave almost every day
(Liar)

Now my mind is at standstill
As I breathe to get away
Twice my feeling was dead set
(I watched my life begin to change)
What can I do to remove this



What can you do to relieve it
As my mind just melts away

One single life needs not to die
For such a cheap price
For one last flight
God save the child who lives like a whore
(I made it through yesterday)

One single life needs not to die
For such a cheap price
For one last flight
God save the child

Now my mind is at standstill
As I breathe to get away
Twice my feeling was dead set
(I watched my life begin to change)
What can I do to remove this

Now my mind is at standstill
As I breathe to get away
Twice my feeling was dead set
(I watched my life begin to change)
What can I do to remove this

Lyrics of Dead Serious

Dead Serious

I know what's going through your mind
You think we'll be together for all time
I'm not just playing with your head
Cause I'm not for sale, but I'm yours to rent

You're over your head
I won't play hide and go seek under the bed

'Cause you're dead serious
You're dead serious

Watching my hawk eyes, I've been patrolled
Release claws dug so deep let me go
You'd rather see me dead than set me free
You'd lock me up and throw away the key

Green eyes on fire
I won't play misty for your jealous desires

Under the sheets, down below your means
Is where I love to be your only
Tear down the satins, unveil the lace
But you say...
I couldn't bear another someone's trace

I'd scratch her eyes out of her head
And you would wish that you were dead

You're over your head
I won't play hide and go seek under the bed

'Cause you're dead serious
You're dead serious

Lyrics of 16 Horsepower-Dead Run

Dead Run

The devil's brand is on my bones
An' from inside the holy ghost groans
Sure as shootin' the undertaker knows
He lays the headstones in endless rows
Ye one an' all we croak like a raven
It's the dead an' the dyin' we're cravin'
Ye one an' all
Follow the man tall
Hear his voice
An' drop to a dead crawl
Hey boy
Look straight at the sun
To the center you make a dead run
You're gonna halfta cut off both my hands
I got pride as big as dixie land
I want to sit where the velvet is red yes an'
Where can I lay this apple core?
I want to drink of the blood that was shed girl
I can't breathe anymore
Ye that's right she's waltzin' out the door
To dandy lions waitin'
Ye that's right she wants more
She's my lady in waitin'

Lyrics of Meat Loaf - Dead Ringer for Love (Video)

Dead Ringer For Love

Every night i grab some money and i go down to the bar
i got my buddies and a beer, i got a dream, i need a car
you got me begging on my knees, c'mon and throw the dog a bone
a man he doesn't live by rock 'n roll and brew alone
baby baby, baby baby
Chorus:
Rock 'n roll and brew, rock 'n roll and brew
they don't mean a thing when i compare 'em next to you
rock 'n roll and brew, rock 'n roll and brew
i know that you and i oh we got better things to do
I don't know who you are or what you do, or where you go when you're not around
i don't know anything about you baby, but you're everything i'm dreaming of
i don't know who you are, but you're a real dead ringer for love
a real dead ringer for love
(girl:) ever since i can remember you been hanging 'round this joint
you been trying to look away but now you finally got the point
i don't have to know your name and i won't tell you what to do
but a girl - she doesn't live by only rock 'n roll and brew
Baby baby, baby baby - chorus
You got the kind of legs that do more than walk
(girl:) i don't have to listen to your whimpering talk
(boy:) listen you got the kind of eyes that do more than see
(girl:) you got a lotta nerve to come on to me
(boy:) you got the kind of lips that do more than drink
(girl:) you got the kind of mind that does less than think

But since i'm feeling kinda lonely and my defenses are low
why don't you give it a shot and get it ready to go
i'm looking for anonymous and fleeting satisfaction
and i want to tell my daddy i'll be missing in action
Ever since i can remember i've been hanging 'round this joint
my daddy never noticed, now he'll finally get the point
(boy:) you got me beggin' on my knees, c'mon and throw the dog a bone
a man he doesn't live by rock 'n roll and brew alone
Baby baby - chorus
Dead ringer for love
Dead ringer for love - dead ringer (repeats 12x)

Lyrics of Rise Against - Dead Ringer

Dead Ringer

I never claimed to be something more than me,
Your standards are something that I refuse to see,
I will answer only to myself,
So why don't you police someone else

The place I call home isn't there anymore,
With boards on the windows and locks on the door,
So pick up the pieces that never once fit,
Let this be the end of it

Once you held a place for me,
But now that I've left you went and gave up my seat,
Don't expect me to share your visions of life,
I'll take the my chances somewhere else

The place I call home isn't there anymore,
With boards on the windows and locks on the door,
So pick up the pieces that never once fit,
Let this be the end of it

Give me the green light to get on with my life,
Pick up the pieces then roll the fucking dice

I live in exile of you, your key no longer fits,
Because the locks on my life are new

Lyrics of Stephanie Bentley - Hopechest - [9] Dead Ringer

Dead Ringer

(Todd Cerney/Stewart Harris)

Sneakin' out of the back door way to soon
Not a clue about love under the moon
But she's seen all of those movies
And she's talked to all her friends
And there ain't no way she can wait

She's too young and her heart's on fire
And the lights are bright tonight
She's made up her mind that she's gonna find
Someone to hold her tight
She doesn't know how the game really goes
How her world can come apart
She's too young and her heart's on fire
She's a dead ringer for a broken heart

She's been hidin' that red dress far too long
Got her hair done and mama's makeup on
And she's practiced in the mirror
What she's seen in magazines
And she knows how that will drive them crazy



She's too young and her heart's on fire
And the lights are bright tonight
She's made up her mind that she's gonna find
Someone to hold her tight
She doesn't know how the game really goes
How her world can come apart
She's too young and her heart's on fire
She's a dead ringer for a broken heart

Simple curiosity can
Sometimes get you burned
What she thinks she knows by now
I guess she's gonna learn

She's too young and her heart's on fire
And the lights are bright tonight
She's made up her mind that she's gonna find
Someone to hold her tight
She doesn't know how the game really goes
How her world can come apart
She's too young and her heart's on fire
She's a dead ringer for a broken heart

Yeah, she's a dead ringer
She's a dead ringer for a broken heart
She's a dead ringer for a broken heart

Lyrics of Cemetary - Dead Red

Dead Red

through the maze
I run in hope to die
but of death there is no trace
until the dead red catches my eyes
a hide and seek until eternity
this game I will never complete
until I am free from the grip of time
I am trapped in the losers seat

My growing fear is uncontrolled
as I tremble in perspiration
but I know in the end the dead red will unfold
and that is my only consolation

Colour of head
my ever sworn enemy
blind I search the red
which I am unable to find
but as the voices said
in the hours of my life
to eternity you shall be led
with pain in your eyes

The game shall continue
eternity won't be long
and on the edge we will know who won
or shall it be none
I found it at the end of time



It did not glow is did not shine
its time had come and so had mine
it turned around and stared at me
with eyes of black this could not be
in that moment of truth the lie did die
the stars went black
and then went I

\"Revel within your time
but make it last an eternity
because life is not all
that is going to be\"

Lyrics of Ratt - Dead Reckoning

Dead Reckoning

You know you're living a lie
When you just can't win
Pulling in first prize
Ain't gonna give you a break
You know I'm kickin' back
I had a broken wing
Me and my shadow are the next best thing
I need someone
You know it might take
More than you give to me

Are you gun-shy are you listening
What we've got here is dead reckoning

Take me in for the night
In the right time zone
Well do what you like
Make a left turn home
I put out the light
You're turnin' way too red
No stop sign straight up ahead
You need so much, so much sympathy
That's more than I can say
You know it's not too late



Are you gun-shy are you listening
What we've got here is dead reckoning
And if it feels good we'll do it again
See your way clear
Dead reckoning
Tell me why
Tell me why
Are you listening
Are you listening
Are you listening
Are you listening

You mean so much
So much to me
That's more than I can say, you know it's not too late
Are you gun-shy are you listening
What we've got here is dead reckoning
And if it feels good we'll do it again
See your way clear
Dead reckoning
What we got here is
Dead reckoning
Dead reckoning

Lyrics of The Hives - Dead Quote Olympics

Dead Quote Olympics

Can't make an omelet without breaking an egg
And I can't make a headache if I don't aim at the head
You had enough of their thoughts have your own
Then you wouldn't have to be such a clone
That just won't get you nowhere, you thought it would?

THE DEAD QUOTE OLYMPICS
This time you've really got something it's such a clever idea
But it doesn't mean it's good 'cause you found it at the library
Yes they were smart but they are dead
And you're repeating all that they said
You know it don't make you clever like you thought it would

THE DEAD QUOTE OLYMPICS
It's on!
You won!
I'm done!

You didn't read between the lines so it won't do you any good it's true
And that moment that you live for, it doesn't live for you
When weekends set standard and pace
We are all showered in books and berets
And that will just get us nowhere, who thought it would?

Lyrics of ICP - Dead Pumpkins

Dead Pumpkins

(Teacher)
\"J, do you have a Halloween story for the class?\"

(Violent J)
\"why-why-yeah, um, there was this boy, and he lived in his house,
and he went to bed one day, and then when he woke up, um,
when he woke up, he was buried up to his head in the dirt,
and he couldn't move, and this man came walking along,
but instead of the man helping him out, the man just started
kicking him and kicking him in his face, over and over,
and then he got the lawnmower, and then he.....\"

Dick or treat, bon appetit
All the little kiddies running down my street
Gathering candy treats door to door
But they walk past mine, what for?
Probably 'cause the pumpkins on my porch are real
Real human heads carved out with steel
Cut out the eyes, man, it takes but a minute
Rip out the be\t-be\t-be\t-be\t-brains and put a candle in it
Maybe they run 'cause I take 'em inside
Come and meet Mother, two years ago she died
Little boys laugh, 'cause they think it's just a dummy
But then the smell hits 'em, MMMMM..... smells yummy
Open your bags and I'll give you my treat
Crusty yellow toes off a dead woman's feet
Take me by the hand, and I'll lead you downstairs
And that, little chickies, is where you'll spend the next seven years
Starving and weakening, chained to a wall
Staring at a roach, hoping it will crawl
Into your mouth for a tasty cuisine
Yes, my little friends, it's a Dead Pumpkins Halloween



(Shaggy 2 Dope)
\"Awwwwwwwwww, yeah, it's that special time of year, boys and girls,
so come to the pumpkin patch and bring your pantysacks so I can shit in it,
you beeeeeyitch!!!!!\"



(Violent J)
Well, I love all the kiddies, but I can't fuck around
Don't come to my door dressed as a clown
'cause you never know, I might take it the wrong way
'cause I'm the real wicked juggalokaro Violent J
All year 'round, but I love my Halloween
You'll never get an apple or a purple jelly bean
Dropping some chocolates, a licorice snack
Instead you get a deep-fried French poodle nutsack
Peeking out my door, I see no children in sight
Perhaps they're all dead, yesterday was Devil's Night
They burn down the city and they leave it crispy-charred
I light myself on fire and I dance around my backyard
Hungry bellies, I can see where you're at
Sitting on my window, I can turn into a bat
Watching you remove all your little clothesies for bed
I crash through the window and land on your head
Drinking the blood, blood is gone to the bone
But now, I must leave, Mother's calling me home
Up to the moonlight, I'm gone from the scene
Peace to Detroit City and have a Dead Pumpkins Halloween

(Shaggy 2 Dope)
\"Yeeeeeeeeah, I'm gonna smash your little candy bags,
only I'm gonna tie 'em around your muthafuckin' necks
and choke you with 'em Wicked Clown style, muthafucka!!!!!\"

(Violent J)
\"Detroit's in this bitch!!!!!\"

Lyrics of Jay-z - Dead presidents II

Dead Presidents Ii

Presidents to represent me
I'm out for presidents to represent me
I'm out for dead fuckin' presidents to represent me

While others spit that Wonderama shit, me and my conglomerate
Shall remain anonymous, caught up in the finest shit
Live out my dreams until my heart give out
Involved with cream, you know exactly what this shit's about
Fuck y'all mean? Handling since a teen, I dish out
Like the point guard off your favorite team, without doubt
My life ain't rosy but I roll with it
My mind was fine 'til the dough hit it and told me that the Mo' did it
And now it's kosher, shit is so Hasidic
I blow a digit on a diamond in a minute but no bitches
Watch how I'm walking cause even the thoroughest niggas be narkin'
Tryin' to strike a bargain hoping that they might get pardoned
Shit I'm involved with got me pins and needles
And my cerebral breeds the wickedest evil thoughts that this sport'll feed you
Peep facts, in the game so deep fiends could catch ya
Freeze off my knee cap, can y'all believe that?
Got the city drinking Cristals, re-up the fee
Rappers going broke, tryin' to keep up with me
My rise to riches surprised the bitches: think harder
You know this nigga, Jay-Z, Shawn Carter
G.S. the fuck up, dress the fuck up
Watch me shine like a Breitling, begets the fuck up
All rhymers forget it like Alzheimer's
Small timers, I said it, I'm addressing all dramas
Talk to me



Presidents to represent me
I'm out for presidents to represent me
I'm out for dead fuckin' presidents to represent me



So sick of niggas, \"I want money like Cosby\" (who wouldn't?)
This the kinda talk that make me think you probably ain't got no pudding
Niggas got them kinda dreams from Jay
You in the streets, nigga, make your moves, get your mill
Niggas'll coast in the SL but can't post bail
Niggas'll roast a L but scared to throw your toast, well
I'm here to tell niggas it ain't all swell
There's heaven, then there's hell niggas
One day you're cruising in your 7, next day you're sweating, forgetting your lies
Alibis ain't matching up, bullshit catching up
Hit with the RICO, they repo your vehicle
Everything was all good just a week ago
'Bout to start bitching ain't you? Ready to start snitching ain't you?
I'll forgive your weak ass; hustling just ain't you
Aside from the fast cars, honeys that shake they ass at bars
You know you wouldn't be involved
With the underworld dealers, carriers of mac-millers
East Coast bodiers, West Coast cap-peelers
Little monkey niggas turn gorillas
Stopped at the station, filled up on octane
And now they not sane and not playing, that goes without saying
Slaying day in and day out with money playing, then they play you out
Trying to escape my own mind, lurking the enemy
Representing infinity with presidencies, you know?

Dead fuckin' presidents to represent me
Dead fuckin' presidents to represent me
Dead fuckin' presidents to represent me
Dead fuckin' presidents to represent me

Presidents to represent me
I'm out for presidents to represent me
I'm out for dead fuckin' presidents to represent me

Lyrics of Amil, Beanie Sigel, Memphis Bleek, Jay-Z - 4 Da Fam

Dead Presidents (part 1)

[jaÿ z]
Rock on
Roc a fella y'all

[chorus][nas]
Presidents to represent me
I'm out for presidents to represent me (x2)
I'm out for dead presidents to represent me

[jaÿ z]
Well i was fit that wonderama shit
Me and my conglomerate
Share remain anonymous
Caught up in the finest shit
Live out by dreams until my heart get vowed
And while we crave you know exactly what the shits about
Fuck y'all mean handlin' since a teen i dish out
Like the point got off your favorite team without doubt
My life ain't rosy but i roll with it
My mind was fine till the dough hit it
And told me that the mo' did it
And now it's closer shit and so i said it
I blow a digit on a dimin' in a minute but no bitchin'
Watch how i'm walkin' cause even the thoroughest niggaz be knockin',
Tryin' to strike a bargain,
Hopin' that they might get part in
Shit on me boy we got me pins and needles
And my cerebral be's the wickedess evil
Thoughts that this boughter feed you
Feed back in a game so deep fien's can catch ya
Freeze off my knee cap can y'all believe that
Got the city drinkin' crystal raise up the fee
Rappers going broke tryin' to keep up wit me
My rise the riches surprise the bitches
Think harder you know this nigga jay-z shawn cotter
G.s. to f*** up, three years to f*** up
Watch me shine like a brightly be gets to f*** up
All rhymers forget like altimers
Small timers i said it
I'm adressin' all drama torture

[chorus][nas]
I'm out for presidents to represent me (x3)

I'm out for dead presidents to represent me
(repeat x1)

[jaÿ-z]

So sick of niggaz
I want money like cosby who wouldn't
It's this kind of talk that make me think
You probably ain't got no pudding
Niggaz got them kinda dreams from jet
You in the streets nigga
Make your move get your get your mail

Niggaz are coastin' the s.l. but can't post bail
Niggaz are roast the l.
But scared to throw your toast well
I'am here to tell niggaz it ain't all swell
It's heaven been in tell niggaz
One day your cruisin' in ya seven
Next day your sweatin' forgetin' your lies
Alabuys ain't matchin' up, bullshit catchin' up
Hit with the rico, they repo, the re-he-ico
Everything was all good just a week ago
Bout to start bitchin' ain't you
Ready to start snitchin' ain't you
I forgive your weak ass hustlin' just ain't you
Aside from the fast cars
Hunnies that shake they ass at bars
You know you wouldn't be involded
With the underworld dealers, carriers and mac-miller's
East-coast parties, west-coast cap peelers
Little monkey niggaz turn gorilla's
Stoped in the station filled up on noctane
And now they not sane, and not playin'
That goes without sayin'
Slangin' day in and day out
With money playin' then they play you out
Tryin' to escape my own mind
Lurkin' the enemy representin' infinite
With presidencies you know

[chorus][nas]
Dead presidents to represent me (x4)
I'm our for presidents to represent me (x7)
I'm our for dead presidents to represent me

Lyrics of Dead Presidents

Dead Presidents

Them dead presidents
Them dead presidents
Well I ain't broke but I'm badly bent
Everybody loves them dead presidents
A little bit of Lincoln can't park the car
Washington he can't go too far
Jefferson is good, played the track
If you think you're gonna bring some big bitch back

Them dead presidents
Hamilton on a ten can get you straight
But Jackson on a twenty is really great
And if you're talkin' about a poor man's friend
Grant will get you out of whatever you're in
Them dead presidents

A hundred dollar Franklin is really sweet
A five hundred McKinley is the one for me
If I get a Cleveland I'm really set
A thousand dollar Cleveland is hard to get
Them dead presidents

Lyrics of MASTER P DEAD PRESIDENTS

Dead Presidents

hahahahaha

that nigga Master P back in the house for the 9 5 shot

well take a step into this madness that we call the dope game

Richmond California where us youngstas slang that cocaine

and we be hoppin it up and choppin it up and rockin it up

to tens twenties fifties and hundreds to make our profits bro

roll through the town talking shit get your wig split

especially when fucking with another niggas divendends

I mean them George Washington, them Lincoln, Hamilton, Jefferson,

Grant, Ben Franklins

find your ass in the trunk with your motherfuck corpse stankin, haha

the ghetto's trying to kill me



and if you live to see 95 most of ya'll fools can feel me

come take a ride in my 6-4

I'm not Dr. Dre but Richmond, California's death row

you got niggas packin heat

and fiends on every corner trying to make them ends meet

and the game get thicker

when you think its all good

down bows another nigga

to the grave 6 feet deep

I've never seen a man cry but I'm not Scarface G

but I've seen a lot of niggas die

Richmond, California the town of the homicide

got me caught up in a shuffle

sellin crack to my people, just an everyday hustle

I'm too deep to quit

cause the game giva a young nigga like me profits

dead presidents

still trying to make a dollar out of 15 cents

dead presidents

still trying to make a dollar out of 15 cents



blood shot red eyes off that dank gettin toasted

khakis wear up creased motherfuckin shirt half way open

and on my stomach spells T-are-you

that's my click motherfucker, in other words that's my crew

that jumped out this game of crack

to get into this game of rap, to put us on the map

and we ain't takin no shorts

independent worlwide and us niggas hella roll

gettin paid like the bank, cook it up like crank

distribute it to the world like some motherfucking dank

but there's always some sucka ass busta playa hatin

mother fucker runnin up talking bout you all that nigga

you can't rap nigga, insane fool on crack

I get more bitches than you, fools cock 22

I cock A-K's make niggas run for they duece

and them blue signs is thicker

cause when you think it's all over, I be the bounty picker

wiping niggas up like soap, niggas can never go

when you fools was fadin, I was sendin niggas to death row

committin homicides and drive-bys

livin with ?????

but still slanging that fuckin pie

and got more bitches than you

so what the fuck you runnin on my set

talking that hoe shit fool

and No Limit only means the beginning

cause when the other niggas is fading

we just beginning

got more juice than ojay

got more four than fourplay

got more game than M.J.

and like Cube say today will be a good day

25 G's for a key

hook it up and meet King George, 23rd street

straight up A-1 sola, no yola, hella folda

ain't no motherfuckin soda, cook it up like grenola

and we bout to chop the top off

this motherfuckin fire bird, ???????

oh, and them hoes is the side show

and bustas gettin beat down

niggas ain't from the town, hoes gettin clowned

and we sicker than sickery

tricker than trickery

catch you slippin bitch than you history

cuase I got a bunch of niggas that shoot it up for with me

I got a bunch of killas watchin out for P

and the game get deep

how can you stop when these niggas out to get your green

you gotta watch your ass

and if you rollin on them thangs nigga, you better watch real fast

and watch close to your enemy

cause it might be the same nigga sittin right next to you G

and the game gets sad

6 feet deep might be lying your dog ass

trying to get that cash, trying to move fast

but don't tell a nigga where your stash

you know what I'm saying if ya'll in the game

to all my niggas out their in the game

ya'll know how it go, watch your motherfucking ass

stack more money than you can and get out quick, if you can

(chorus plays as P talks)

yea, I got to say what's up to all my niggas out their in the Rich

know what I'm sayin

all my niggas out there in Oakland, Frisco

and all them hustlas that's rollin with me

the TRU click, King George, see-Murder, Calli-G, Silkk, Big Ed

and ya'll know the Ice Cream Man is outtie 5,000

got to say what up to K-Lou for whippin this ol' dope ass shit

Lyrics of Frontline Assembly Dead Planet

Dead Planet

I haven't slept in four days
Something here just doesn't feel right
This eerie place keeps me up all nights
So tired now I'm losing my sight

A yellow sky
Turning blue
Dead planet

I look around and see no end
Signs of extinction appear everywhere
This place called earth
Is just a burning shell
An inner outer living hell

We have come so far
Just to lose it all
This winding road
We call life
So civilized within our frame of mind
Never having learned
To be kind

What is up with this hole I'm in
No one here can hear me tell
What is up with this place
Someone get me out of this scene

Lyrics of Van Morrison - The Skiffle Sessions - Dead Of Alive

Dead Or Alive

Well the new sheriff sent me a letter
Yes the new sheriff sent me a letter
He said, \"Come up and see me dead or alive,
Come up and see me dead or alive\".

Well it's a hard road dead or alive
It's a hard road dead or alive
Well it's a hard road dead or alive
It's a hard road dead or alive

Well I really don't like your hard rock hotel (yeah) sheriff
Well I really don't like your hard rock hotel, sheriff
Dead or alive, no sheriff
Dead or alive, no sheriff

Well it's a hard road dead or alive
And it's a hard road dead or alive
And it's a hard road dead or alive
And it's a hard road dead or alive



Well he even sent me my picture
(Oh yeah, and hello)
He even sent me my picture
(Yeah yeah)

Hey, how do I look boy (wonderful)
Dead or alive?
How do I look boy (sweet) dead or alive?

It's a hard road dead or alive
It's a hard road dead or alive
Well, it's a hard road dead or alive
And it's a hard road dead or alive

Dead or alive
Dead or alive
Dead or alive
Dead or alive
Dead or alive
Dead or alive

Lyrics of "Wanted (On the Run)"- Beanie Sigel (featuring Cam'ron)

Dead Or Alive

Feat. cam'ron
beans: 1st verse
running, hundred miles a running, thru the rain or the sun,
on when them fed folks coming/
keep yo heads up young'n, gotta get ya heads up young'ns,
the streets’ll gear yo heads up young'n//
listen, clip yo contacts, stay focused like contacts,
yo heads open before contracts/
can’t go where mom at, the last place you wanna bring the drama at,
the first place they gone track, i promise//
can’t relax, but remain the calmest, couple rules that you play by,
stay by, stay live/
you keep yo boots on and lace tied, & troop on the late night,
if you play right, scape life//
right, you never play the daylight, jakes get on yo tail,
never let ‘em see the brakelight/
catch me if you can, when i’m dipping from the cops,
mr. ginger bread, never falling victim of the rocks//
Beans: 2nd verse
wanted, but you can’t stop running, with a price on yo head,
be prepared to gun back/
man don’t be scared like the red coats coming, nigga
stay underground & keep running like tugman//
you can’t sleep, not a peep, no slumber, man i slept by the hund'ed,
i was rest this summer/
i know it’s stressed, when you dealing with the running,
waking up in cold sweats, pissed, scared with the rumblers//
fuck it, just prepare for the trouble, don’t be shit scared nigga,
with yo head under covers/
this not a broad threat, i got something for ‘em on the steps,
52 techs, this is not a warning//
shit it goes like camera flash, when the hammer blast
put on yo state props camo'flage/
crack blocks, nor the avalanche, put on yo montana mask,
get to clapping like pakistan//
whatever scrap, cause a accident, make a traffic jam
dodge all the traps you can, keep running///
Cam: 3rd verse
all you gotta say is hide me, i ride free, i be, the 1 to change yo birth,
s.s or i.d/
no mo hanging with the y.g’s, state prop, no rock, private dock,
case you need a i.v//
no mo bent, that’s the court money, four 20’s, seems can’t afford money,
money used for war money/
whether ninety or the first degree, any murder in the first degree,
they’ll be the third degree//
and they looking for the perjury, if you aint merk the g, perfectly,
he’ll be in surgery/
take yo seed out the nursery, nurse him at the precinct,
give him dessert, that aint where he deserve to be//
and i went thru this personally, certainly, 3-2 for burglary,
niles was referred to me/
so they play us in no way, no way, blaze up the roadways,
a.c & o.j//
read the paper, eggs & o.j, called c.d, the head of the
o.j’s/
that’s a gypsy cab, risky all the chips we have, 45 fleet flicker,
we niggas hit the gas//
when the operation go still, aint no chill, i did my whole album on bail/
i got you mack mittens, i’ll send ‘em a black ribbon, attack what mack spitting//
i can’t go back prison///

Lyrics of The Busters - Dead Or Alive

Dead Or Alive

here is the band this is our song
we'll have a party all night long
smoking drinking all night through
we act as people expect us to

here today we rock this town
dancing acting like a clown
and what you see is what you get
girls we want your T-shirts drenched in sweat

pretty girls are everywhere
about their guys we don't care
so you all came to see the show
there is one thing that we want to know

Are you dead or alive? - Busters rock this town tonight
Are you dead or alive? - take a chance take a dance
Are you dead or alive? - Busters rock this town tonight
Are you dead or are you alive?

we do our job by day and night
we have seen all bars and Kentucky-Fried
a thousand miles in a row
just to play tonight's show

speed tickets cause drunken nights
police controls we don't like girls
if you like us give us a kiss
tell your boys to take a piss

Lyrics of John Cale Dead or Alive

Dead Or Alive

Sooner or later she said she'd be my friend
Honest and faithful till the very end
Well enough of that I'm tired of hearing it anyway
She turns and smiles says goodbye in her inimical way

Happy to see her in the back of a magazine
Lying there nude sporting that stupid grin
So get on with it straight on and porno bound
Just leave me out of it I'm not proud

It would have taken you a long long time

Happy to see her in the back of a limousine
Laughing and crying at everything she'd seen
Well enough of that she should have known better anyway
When I told her what I'd seen she was so ashamed

It would have taken me a long long time

The a year from Monday everything I said came true
That's when the D.A. called me he said dead or alive for you
They found her
Dead or alive
I want you dead or alive she said

Lyrics of Journey-Dead or Alive(Escape)

Dead Or Alive

A double secret agent
And he was paid to kill
With cold steel magnum force is
How the man possessed the skill

He shot a man in Paris
He did a job in L.A.
And if the price was right, he'd surely
Take your life away

Wanted, wanted

[Chorus]
Wanted, dead or alive, blood for money, money
Assault, homicide, blood for
Money, money, money, money
Wanted

He drove a Maserati, lived up in the hills
A cat with nine lives that's gone
Too far to feel the chill
He never though it'd happen
It was his last mistake
'Cause he was gunned down by a
Heartless woman's 38.

[Chorus]

Lyrics of Dead or Alive

Dead Or Alive

I heard there was a rumor Too $hort was dead
Walked in the house and got shot in the head
I know you don't believe it, if you do you're wrong
How can I die and rock it all night long?
I'm Too $hort baby, spit that rap
I put Oakland, California on the map
It's so hard, got you telling lies
Can't hold me back so you say I died
It's incredible, I came back to life
I never let 'em bury me without my mic
I keep breathing, don't stop that breath
Now everybody's talking about Too $hort's death
Am I a zombie, or something close?
I'm not Casper, I mack all the ghosts
Oaktown style is the only way
I catch a new freak every day
It's not the Yellow Brick Road, it's called the Foothill Strip
Stand on your toes, make your heels go click
Three times, it's no place like home
So why you want to bury me all alone
I bring a new meaning to underground rap
Dead or Alive, I'm still Born to Mack
Always on the pop charts, straight rapping
I'm not dead, I'm just macking



So as the word turns, I'm a living soul
I even heard a rumor that I overdosed
I'm not a reincarnation of something old
Like King Tut I was buried in gold
Why you want to cry when I'm still living?
Word got out and the rumors started spreading
My momma, called one night
Said \"Todd, are you all right?
The whole family's got the Too $hort blues
I heard it last night on the evening news\"
And that's bad, it's not even true
I told my momma like this \"Let's sue\"
So many times, I heard I died
I guess I'm like a cat and I got nine lives
Well I'm the P-L-A, why-E-are
I lay bunnies, like Hugh Heffner
I'm her flavor, kinda saucy
I lay back and let the young freak toss me
Even if she don't like serving a pimp
I'm still living, so let's do it again
I keep rapping, hard as hell
Cause your rumors make my records sell
If you continue, I'll soon be rich
Riding around town going \"Biiiitch!\"



People always say \"Too $hort can't rap\"
Now I drive a Benz and my bank is fat
It's like crap, put a \"see\" on a rhyme
Ain't nothing left homie but a scandalous crime
I'm the best damn rapper you could ever hate
Say I died on the freeway in the earthquake
Say I'm washed up, say I'm through
But the fact still stands I'm better than you
You got rhymes? Well I got more
I take you on a trip to my rappin' store
You find rhymes and raps, poems and caps
Way more raps than any rapper could rap
Cause if you rap like me, he wouldn't have to be
Weak on the mic like my boy MC
It don't stop, to the funky beat
I know you like dancing with a real big freak
I can't dance, but I sure can rhyme
I sold a million, in '89
And if you didn't know baby, it's the 90's now
Old Short Dog got a new breakdown
I went to Miko's, fresh candy paint
Now I'm doing things that the suckers can't
If I was dead, they'd call it \"Dead Man's Rap\"
But on the real, Short Dog is back

Funk funky, off the Parliament
I'm still living, so let's do it again
It's incredible, even if I die
I never let 'em bury me without my mic
I bring a new meaning, to underground rap
Dead or alive, I'm still Born to Mack
I say \"What's up\" to my homies in Santa Rita
Right about now I know you need a
Too $hort rhyme to get you through the day
Oaktown style is the only way
I came up, and now I've sworn
To rock this mic til I can't no more
And that's game, straight pop the most
MC rapper from the West Coast
Too $hort, dead or alive
I still chill on the Eastside
Cause I remember how it all began
House parties in East Oakland
Now it's on the pop charts, still rapping
I'm not dead, I'm just macking

Lyrics of DO OR DIE - Dead Or Alive

Dead Or Alive

(Chorus x 4)
Wanted dead or alive

(AK)
I don't know which way to go
Fuck it might as well go both
'cause these niggas want my soul
Get these mother fuckers trying to reload
Got my index on the trigger
Screaming why am I selling figure
Introduce you to your digger
Put your ass beside the vicar
See I know where you hang
You got some killers in your gang
Plus I'm gon be the blame
For leaving the mother fucker unrestrained
Piper shots to the brain bitch
Say my name and watch me get the five shots
Shooting nine lots
Give me props
I shoot a cop then I watch his body drop
Gotta make this crooked cop stop it
If I go to the pen watch my back and we can all break out
I'm screaming free me
Until we get parole I'm shaking D.P
Believe me I'm a kill them on T.V with the glock on the repeat
Putting all their souls deep you're watered down and so weak
Dead or alive so recognise that I got shots for my guys
Between your eyes mother fucker Rapalot for life



(Chorus x 4)

(Belo)
Don't want to hang out
Want to grab this tek and blow my brains out
Nigga you got some problems I got my own don't call my name out
If the bullets rang out
For the fuck why they want to see me
Who the fuck gon want to be me
Lay down and know that you're free
Kill the bullshit 'cause a nigga gon bullshit
Smoke weed and worry
Separate keys get dirty
I'm calling on God he's worth it he's worth it
My daddy left me lonely
My friend that I call my homey
Who got me just like only
Keeping the dark trying to ride this pony
My nigga Mo is locked up
My brother Twan's locked up
Plant the grass on e's and rock up
Three of my brothers and no mo
No jealous slays no fo fo
In the hand where you put that po po
Free all my niggas
For the rule's this world free em all that figures
Now take this nigga
Face down mother fucker and gon meet your digger
Get up stand up don't give up get paid and live up
Mother fucker made up break all this bullshit
I'm gunning with the full clip
And still most wanted



(Chorus x 4)

(N.A.R.D)
See I'm stressed with pain
My Grandmama told me that I was blessed with the game
I took it and I sold my whole life to the game
So everything I thought my whole heart I gave
From G-packs to weed packs
It's going to give me problems I really don't need that
See I got a boy on my back
That I been running since them ways back
Tell Uncle Sam that I'm gon stay black
And fuck those silly cars stirring my shit up under this six flat
And tell them hoes who be diamond kissers
Trying to take control of a niggas riches
They can get they nose out a niggas business for it
Down here treying to set the wife off the fix and I don't play that
Praying for my downfall I'm making
Dome shots on all y'all
Got us retaliating like outlaws
Dead or alive mother fucker I'm black bro

(Chorus x 8)

Lyrics of Mark Lanegan - Dead On You

Dead On You

You were a ragged
Turquoise and twilight coat
I got my head hung down for you
Some day you're gonna need it
But it's worn or the, cloth gets torn
And there's only one way to go
It's gone dead, dead
It's gone dead on you
Take off your ragged
Turquoise and twilight coat
I got my head hung down for you
Someday you're gonna need it
But it's worn or the, cloth gets torn
And then there's only on way to go
It's goin' dead, dead
It's going dead, dead
It's goin' dead on you

Lyrics of Queen - Dead On Time (Official Lyric Video)

Dead On Time

Fool always jumpin' never happy where you land
Fool got my business make your living where you can
Hurry down the highway
Hurry down the road
Hurry past the people starin'
Hurry hurry hurry hurry

Leave on time leave on time
Never got your ticket but you leave on time
Leave on time leave on time
Gonna get your ticket but you leave on time
Leave on time leave on time
Put it in your pocket but you never can tell

Leave on time leave on time
Shake that rattle gotta leave on time
Leave on time leave on time
Fight your battle but you leave on time
Leave on time leave on time
Never got a minute no you never got a minute
No you never never got oh no matter



Fool got no business hangin' round and tellin' lies
Fool you got no reasons but you got no compromise
Stampin' on the ceilin' hammering on the walls
Gotta get out gotta get out gotta get
Oh you know I'm goin' crazy

Leave on time leave on time
Gotta get ahead but you leave on time
Leave on time leave on time
Gotta head on ahead but you leave on time
Leave on time leave on time
You're runnin' in the red but you never can tell

Honey honey where's my money where's my money
Want to get away want to get away
Leave ya leave ya leave ya

Leave on time leave on time
Gotta get rich gonna leave on time
Leave on time leave on time
But you can't take it with you when you leave on time

Leave on time leave on time
Got to keep yourself alive gotta leave on time
Gotta leave on time leave on time
Dead on time
You're dead

Lyrics of AMEN - Dead On The Bible

Dead On The Bible

Don't want to be in this war
Like when your sister fucked your best friend
Don't want to sit you here no more
The dinner table has whores now
Buy your rent, rent to fill
Fill the dead into the Hollywood hills

Get out, get out, get out, get out

Don't want to be here anymore
Like when your sister sucked my own cock
Can't stand to sit here anymore
We just wait on the faultline

The fear is here, the fear, the fear

Don't want to be here anymore
We sit mouths open on the faultline
No crucifixition here no more
The stakes we made win the prize here

I'm out to forget that you ever
Dead on the bible, dead on the bible
Dead on the bible, dead on the bible



Get out you'll get addicted
We're the rifles of addiction
We take the pictures on the boredom line
We are the rifles of your addiction
We lay on bombs on your borderlines

Dead on the bible, dead on the bible
Dead on the bible, dead on the bible
Get out you'll get addicted, get out you'll get addicted
You get

Prayers are porno
My prayers are porno
In a dead star nation

Lyrics of dead on it - Prince Black Album

Dead On It

Riding in my Thunderbird on the freeway
I turned on my radio to hear some music play
I got a silly rapper talking silly shit instead
And the only good rapper is one that's dead on it

Uh, dead on it

Shall we go back? (yeah)
Let's go

Negros from Brooklyn play the bass pretty good
But the ones from Minneapolis play it like it oughta should
A magnum fro is better when you got a poof on it
And the to and fro is funky when the grease is dead on it

(Funky dead on it)
Uh, dead (on it) on it

Shall we go back, let's go
They dead on it, wow

See the rapper's problem usually stem from being tone deaf
Pack the house then try to sing,
There won't be no one left (ha ha) (on it)
Parking lot's on fire, brothers peelin' out of the town
They say in disgust, they singin' their guts
Rappin' done let us down (down, down)
You got to be dead, on it



Dead on it
(Dead)

All the sisters like it when you lick 'em on the knees
Don't believe me? (no)
Do it once then stop, they'll be begging
Please, please, please (please, please, please)
Shoo be doo wa, dead on it
What does that have to do with the funk?
Nothing, but who's paying the bills?
If you don't want to lick my knees, I'm sho' your mama will

Uh, 'cause we, 'cause we, 'cause we dead on it
D-d-d-d-dead on it, on it
La, la, la
La, la, la
La, la, la

My bed's a coffin, Dracula ain't got shit on me
My nickname's Hell's-a-Poppin', I'm badder than the Wicked Witch
I got a gold tooth, costs more than your house
I got a diamond ring on four fingers, each one the size of a mouse



They dead, they dead on it, on it

La, la, la
La, la, la
La, la, la
La, la, la
La, la, la
La, la, la

Wait now, hang up, dial tone on the three
You know, you know, I'm busy, to scizzy
Can't nobody fuck with me

'Cause I'm dead (on it, on it, on it)
On it

Shoo be doo wa wa, dead on it
Dead on it, on it, on it

Dang, dang, dang, dang, (dead on it) shoo be dang, dang, dang, dead on it
Dead, dead on it

Lyrics of G.B.H-Dead On Arrival

Dead On Arrival

Tracks in his arm made him a man,
no-one could understand.
each night he'd go out shooting skag,
met a pusher who sold him a bag.
That's why he was ..
dead on arrival .. ..
Ran out of money so he stole a car,
tried to run but didn't get far.
sent to prison, no turning back,
saw his arm, weaned him off smack.
Out on parole tried to keep calm,
finally died with a needle in his arm.
yes out on parole, tried to keep calm,
finally died with a needle in his arm.

Lyrics of Billy Idol - Dead on arrival

Dead On Arrival

Dead on arrival
Well that's how they pronounced him
But I'm out for survival
I'm alive in this town
It took the vital injection
From that sweaty little girl child
She had the blood of conviction
I'm alive and hurtin'

And they said where did you go
And what did you do
Well what's gonna happen when he gets shot with love

Dead on arrival
They thought that nothing would save me
But I know what could break me
Dead on arrival
You were my death reflected
I love to tiptoe
That brought me into this town
I got a vital injection
And a gun at my head man
From a thrill hit redhead
That brought me into this town



Well where did you go
(And) What did you do
Walked on out and he gets shot with love
With love, with love yeh
Yeh...

Dead on arrival
Well that ain't a prediction
Fact of fiction
I'm alive in your town
Don't try to shake me
Don't try to break me
I know what can save me
They take the blood in her town
And they said
Where did you go
And what did you do
Well, what's gonna happen when he gets shot with love
With love, with love

Lyrics of Dead Nigga Blvd. (Pt. 2)

Dead Nigga Blvd., Pt. 2

You can gain the world
and lose your soul
worrying about what you ain't got
Trying to make that dollar
trying to make that dollar
trying to make that dollar
Lift me up!
lift me up!
lift me up!
lift me up!
lift me up!
Lift me up!
"they say, you're growing up in the rough neighborhood. you're mama's on crack.
everytime she gets a welfare check - it's gone.
you ain't eatin' good. you're goin' to school.
people laughin' at ya 'cause you're dirty and shit... get money square.
you're goin' to school. you're eatin'... damn, niggas gettin' jealous.
they want to take your money. so, damn. you got to hold your's...
can't keep takin' my money, 'cause i'm out here every single day trying to make this money..."
Lift me up!
"nah, you ain't gonna take my money.
and if it lead up to a fight - you gonna fight.
but then the next time you see 'em, it's gonna be gunplay.
so you - basically you're defending yourself

Lyrics of Dead Nigga Blvd. (Pt. 1)

Dead Nigga Blvd., Pt. 1

You sell your soul
like you sell a piece of ass
slave to the dead white leaders on paper
and welfare cases
rapists and hoes
all reinforced your tv show
exotic and beautiful videos
Yeah
a jail's a sanctuary for the walking dead
it fucks with your head
when every black leader ends up dead
somebody said
our greatest destiny is to become white
but white is not pure
and hate is not pride
and just cuz civil rights is law
doesn't mean that we all abide
So tell me are you free?
while we campaign for every
dead nigga blvd
so young motherfuc*** can
drive down it in your fancy cars
free
you try to hold on to some africa of the past
one must remember
it's other africans
that helped enslave your ass
cuz everybody's
just trying to make that dollar
remember what jesse used to say?
i am somebody
no longer do i blame others
for the way that we be
cuz niggas need to redefine
what it means to be free
I can't even tell my brothers and sisters
that they're fine
this absence of beauty
in their heart and mind
stopped breastfeeding the child
you put 'em on the cow
and now you wonder why they act wild
you see brown folks are the
keepers of the earth
unifiers of the soul and mind
not these wannabe-gotti pimps and thugs
wearing diamond watches
from african slave mines
Perhaps to be free
is to all love those who hate me
and die a beautiful death
and make pretty brown babies
You campaign for every
dead nigga blvd
so y'all young motherfuc*** can
drive down it in their fancy cars
you try to hold on to some africa of the past
then one must remember
it's other africans
that helped enslave your ass
everybody's trying to make that dollar
remember what jesse used to say?
i am somebody
no longer do i blame others
for the way that we be
cuz niggas need to redefine
what it means to be free
You campaign for every
dead nigga blvd
just trying to make that dollar
so y'all young motherfuc*** can
drive down it in your fancy cars
you try to hold on to some africa of the past
then one must remember
it's other africans
that helped enslave your ass
cuz everybody's
trying to make that dollar
remember what jesse used to say?
i am somebody
no longer do i blame white folks
for the way that we be
cuz niggas need to redefine
what it means to be
free.
Dick gregory : ("human rights & property rights") :
"understand young folks, when you put property rights ahead of human rights
understand you're tampering with nature.
hmm. that's right. you see, property rights is controlled by man
and human rights, is controlled by nature."

Lyrics of Sentenced Dead Moon Rising

Dead Moon Rising

The darkness comes out of her shell
Yet another cold night in Hell with all the pain
The dying light is losing its glow
And my last glimmer of hope now fades away

It is starting to rain again
I'm coming closer to my end with every breath
The creepy shadows are growing pale
And the rising glow brings along the sense of death

I can feel Her presence now

Dead Moon Rising
Bleeding red light over the sea
- I hope this time She came for me
- I hope this time She sets me free

My wounds are open wide
The freezing wind blows right inside and feels like ice
The eerie glow fires up the sky
And She takes away my sight with Her shine



I can feel Her all around

Dead Moon Rising
Bleeding dead light over the sea
- I hope this time She came for me
- I hope this time She sets me free

Dead Moon Rising
Bleeding dead light over the sea
- I hope this time She came for me
- I hope this time She sets me free

Lyrics of Dead Metal

Dead Metal

Jaco telling tales again, the toilets always flood, when your pissing in your brain
I bought myself a revolver again, and I stood in the mirror,
But I can't do those sort of things anyway
I used to dance before the discos came

How is your baby Jane today?
Tie me, tie me, with rope and chain
Used to dance before the discos came

Now the killer giggler has struck again
I heard hyena laughing, then realized it was me
And you're spreading rumors about yourself again,
And the mirror on the wall only shows your face, not your faults
I used to dance before the discos came

I used to dance before the discos came



How is your baby Jane today?
Tie me, tie me, with rope and chain
Used to dance before the discos came

Don't ever fight, just go with the grain
Dead metal breathes again
Scratching and scrape in the den of iniquity Scratching and scrape in the den of iniquity
How is your baby Jane today?
Tie me, tie me, with rope and chain
Used to dance before the discos came

Dead Metal breathes again

Dead Metal breathes again

Lyrics of Comptons Most Wanted - Dead Men Tell No Lies

Dead Men Tell No Lies

I been quiet for too fucking long so now its time to break the silence.
I start with the killing so fuck stopping the violence.
I got something for your monkey ass. So peep.
Better yet like a stray dog I put your ass to sleep.
No more faking and taking my snaps.
Sorry fool, Eiht goin' step 'n get the straps.
Geah, I puts my work in and fuck up your shit.
Now you gotta bow down and suck a fat dick.
Mmm. I guess that's what you get when you try to play.
Try to come up with that mutherfucking he say.
Or she say, or what the fuck did that fool say?
Punk bitch, I'll mop that ass up anyway.
don't misbehave, cause you'll be a slave.
Another fronting mutherfucker in a early grave.
Geah, you got over fool because your ass was sly.
But a dead nigga tell no lies.



[killed off the sucker right there he didn't stop... X2]

Another fool on my shit list.
And now the punk bitch want to play games.
No competition so I'll mention no fucking names.
Just like a rat, she likes to squeel.
But you squeeled on the E, so what's the deal?
Geah, you spread rumours for humour G.
But the shit ain't funny, so humour me.
And um, ain't no more of your bullshit I'm having.
Geah, Tired of the fucking back stabbing.
Soul in the bozac, as I stack.
To your jaw I start to mack. Like a fool don't clap.
And um, it ain't over till the fat bitch spit.
Well the fat bitch is about to spit shit.
To save your sorry ass from the mash.
So who really gives a fuck if I tap that but.
So um, when your ass is gone, they'll wonder why.
But a dead nigga tell no lies.



[killed off the sucker right there he didn't stop... X4]
[Ran through the rooms and went pop, pop, pop.]

Get ready for the last mutherfucking trip.
As I pop in another mutherfucking clip.
Geah, one more busta, another mark.
Fool your kinda fake, talking about you fucked the Eiht.
Damn, another sorry bitch with some street slang.
Peel his cap cause we ain't from the same gang.
Talking about you'll shoot the Eiht from the top of the tree.
Nigga please, I might drop you to your fucking knees.
Try to lay low, but you know you can't escape.
Why'd you have to diss me on your underground tape.
Now you hang your shit up on a shelf.
Didn't you know, you'd be fucking your own self.
Quick draw McGraw, on the fucking draw.
As you scheme on my team I take 2 to your jaw.
Geah, you got over fool, but you know why.
Cause a dead nigga tell no lies.

[killed off the sucker right there he didn't stop... X2]
[Ran through the rooms and went pop, pop, pop.]

Geah, Eihthype in a mutherfucking effect.
For the nine deuce to get loose.
My nigga Mike T is in the house. Dj Slips in the mutherfucking house.
My nigga 'Times in the house, Rick's in the house.
My nigga Chill's in the house, Boom Bams in the house.
And we outta here....

Lyrics of Bush - Dead Meat

Dead Meat

Your dead meat from former days
I am your crisis
Blue asbestos in your veins
I'm your broken fingers
I've killed you twice
I will again
Revenge is eager
See first you'll crash
Then you'll burn

Dorothy died for your pleasure
It's hard to get along in this car crash weather
Your dead meat
Your dead meat
Your dead meat

Your dead meat formaldehyde
Didn't phase me
I soon returned to track you down
For your confession
I'll be your poison and your pain
I'll be your struggle to be sane
Exploited lament
And the places you never went



Dorothy died for your pleasure
It's hard to get along in this car crash weather
Car crash weather
Dorothy died for your pleasure
It's hard to get along
Car crash weather
Car crash weather, weather

I'm doing you in tomorrow
That's why I'm dressed
In all this sorrow
I'm doing you in tomorrow
I'll burn before I mellow

Dorothy died for your pleasure
It's hard to get along, it's hard to get along
Your dead meat from former days
Your dead meat from former days
Your dead meat from former days
Your dead meat from former days

Lyrics of Black Label Society - Dead Meadow

Dead Meadow

All alone at last
Years roll by so fast
Twisted and insane
The house you built
No longer the same

Once you're there
Once you're there
You can't come back
Nothing lives
Nothing grows
Inside the dead meadow

Months keep rolling by
Live another day, then you die
Ghosts inside your head
We choose our paths
When all is done and said

Once you're there
Once you're there
You can't come back
Nothing lives
Nothing grows
Inside the dead meadow

Lyrics of René imiteert Jan Lammers: 'Je zag hem niet meer!' | VERONICA INSIDE

Baby Talk

Bah bah bah bop oom dab oom dab oom wa wa wa
Bah bah bah bop oom dab oom dab oom wa wa wa
Bah bah bah oom dab oom dab oom dab oom dab

I am only five years old and my baby's three
But I know that she's the girl just you wait and see
When I say I love my girl, she replies to me, yeah

Dab oom dab oom dab dab oom dab oom dab dab dab
Oom dab oom dab oom dab dab oom dab oom dab dab
Which means to say she loves me
In baby talk
To say she loves me
Dip di dip di dip

She cannot speak very well, everybody knows
But to me she sure looks swell, in her baby clothes
I asked her if her love is true and she only goes
Yeah



Dab oom dab oom dab dab oom dab oom dab dab dab
Oom dab oom dab oom dab dab oom dab oom dab dab

Which means to say she loves me
I'll tell the world, that I love her so
And if she wants to be my girl
I'll never, (ever), ever let her go-o

(Mmm hmm hmm oom dab oom dab oom dab dab) she will say to me
When I kiss her on the cheek, oh so tenderly
Although I'm only five years old, she is only three
I really love my baby
(Dip di dip di dip)
Love my baby
(Dip di dip di dip)

Bah bah bah bop oom dab oom dab oom wa wa wa
Oom dab oom dab oom dab dab, oom dab oom dab, dab dab
Oom dab oom dab oom dab dab, oom dab oom dab dab

(Ooh ooh ohh ohh) oom dab oom dab oom dab dab, oom dab oom dab oom dab dab
Oom dab oom dab oom dab dab, oom dab oom dab oom dab dab
(Woo wee ooo ooo ooo ooo) oom dab oom dab oom dab dab, oom dab oom dab dab dab

Lyrics of Body Count - Dead Man Walking.wmv

Dead Man Walking

I don't remember my mama, dad sold crack all night.
My life was fucked from the jumpstreet, now this kite I write.
Never had half a fuckin chance, my whole trial I was broke.
Circumstantial that's bullshit, my defense was a joke!

(You go in a motherfuckin' courtroom,
With a fuckin public defender - the public
Defender works with the fuckin D. A.!
Motherfuckers ain't got no chance, you
Ain't got no money you're fucked, you're fucked!)

Now this cell is my residence, my address is The Row.
24 hour lock down, when they'll kill me who knows?

Guilty, we the unfree!
Dead men walking
Guilty, we the unfree!
Dead men walking



I'm a genius from books now, Never read on the street.
Never lifted a fuckin' weight, now my boys concrete.
Filed a hundred appeals or more, no response from the state.
Get no phone calls or visits, My mentality's hate!

(When I was on the street I had motherfuckin' boys, where's my bitch?
She won't even accept my fuckin' phone calls! Yo, they better not let me
Up out this motherfucka , you this shit's on, fuck that word!)

I get visits from doctors, analyzing the ill.
Families pray for my death now, vengeance lays for the kill.

(Does the defendant have any final words
He would like to say to the court?
Yeah, I got somethin' I'd like to say.
Yo, you, judge, you a racist motherfucker.
I feel like bustin your motherfuckin... no, let
Me go... I'm gonna kill everyone one of you
Jurors. If I ever get out of here, I'm comin one by one
And blow your motherfuckin brains out. You motherfuckers!
No, keep your motherfuckin hands off! Fuck that!)



So I think 'bout my past now, my future holds only pain.
Involuntarily drugged by the state for years, now I know I'm insane.
When I'm moved shackled hands and feet, my skin's covered in ink.
I read the bible 'bout twenty-five times, now fuck god's how I think!

(You can save all that religious bullshit,
Stay the fuck out of my cell. If that priest
Comes in my cell, I'm a bust him in the -
I'll break your fuckin neck with my bare hands, fuck that.)

So live your life to the fullest, but remember don't trip.
One mistake you're my neighbor, and there's no one here rich!

Lyrics of Fear Factory - Dead Man Walking

Dead Man Walking

All of you here that are secretly dead
Just a lifeless shells, consumed and bled
Oblivious season and you are blind
Follow the trend to share a single mind

You are so blind
You are so blind
You are so blind to the lie

I can see, I can see into the void of your mind
Hiding behind eyes of black
A dead man I will find
Find! Find!

Kneel to the savior who really cares less
His holy eyes fill you with fear and dread
Obey those rules from ancient history
Forgotten words that mean nothing to me

You are so blind
You are so blind
You are so blind to the lie

I can see, I can see into the void of your mind
Hiding behind eyes of black
A dead man I will find
A dead man I will find
Find! Find!

Lyrics of Cormega - Dead Man Walking

Dead Man Walking

(He got the slip on you)

This how it went down...

I had to undergo therapy, not surgery
the nigga wetted me but, he didn't murder me
dun, I survived
he thought that I died
now it's time to throw the nine clip in, mission revenge
once was friends, now that shit's dead
that stupid muthafucka shoulda shot me in the head
so I went to Brooklyn and met with Dread
and told Dread, I want the pussy clot shot dead
that nigga started a war fuckin with me yo
hit me with a four-four and jetted with a kilo
he hit me in the chest
lucky I was wearing a vest, but the impact hurt my fuckin flesh
right after he left, I noticed I was bleeding by my neck
and I was type-scared to death
yo, I blacked out
I woke up, my man had the mac out
said we gonna get the nigga back no doubt
he told me to rest
I seen my nigga standing at the door with a tec
in case a muthafucker flex
I told him how the muthafuckin kid co-flipped
and he said parlay son, payback's a bitch
yo, shit is real, I feel better
word out on the street is that a four-four can't stop Mega
the nigga musta heard I didn't die, son he hidin'
I snatched up his man inside a van and started drivin'
his man started dymin'
said the nigga drivin' in 735 and he knows where to find him
cool, tell my man to drop the kid off
soon as we hit the next darn block, blew his fuckin wig off
now that's one down, one nigga to go
just drive slow so we don't have to worry 'bout five-o
now it's time to get even,
we in, five jeeps deep with the mad heat and steamin
oh shit, I see him, he gettin out the seven
my man started wetting at the nigga with a mac-11
I specialize in war
now it's time to blow him, I'ma show him how to use a fuckin four-four
I said \"yo son, ya games over\"
I let off, and yo my shit was spittin fire like a flamethrower
he started wettin back
I caught him in his fuckin back
when he flung, I think his lungs collapsed
he just a dead man walking
ay yo, fuck that shit.... I'm through talking
(gunshot)

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