Im just a dead boy, got no blood in my veins
Im just a dead boy, just so stuck in my ways
Im just a dead boy, I got no blood in my veins
Im just a dead boy, just so stuck in my ways
You say you banging like Marvin Gayes father, be honest
You actin hard, sellin dope, like I aint got enough on me
Say you strapped like the army, claim you spraying the Tommy
Im just a corpse on the porch, theres no way you can harm me
See I already passed, now Im in a better place
With a fountain and some pillars and my girl to feed me grapes
If you thinking death is bad, let me tell you that its great
Come and pay me a visit, Im in the grave by the lake
Young Kevin Nash, just a victim of this cash
If the money make us choose, just make sure we make it back
Just make sure we make it flip, just make sure we make it last
Flow, roll, smoke, breathe, speak, creep and make it stack
Now she dead on the flo, now Im ready to go
See, I dont like a bitch if she like Anna Nicole
Fubu on my velour, its the prince of the sewers
See, its the lord of the rest, no shirt, no shoes
What?