lirik lagu lil 1/2 dead - dead man can't rap
[verse 1]
it’s half dead so a n-gga gots to see death twice
to realize that this gun ain’t nothing nice
the price you pay today might be your last
cause on this eastside n-ggas move fast
i spent too many years on the street surviving
struggle and striving on the sunday ground conniving
i got broads that can bust or break
when half dead spank that -ss with his gank
now you can say that i’m a dead man walking
cause i’m stalking, but half of my body is in the coffin
i’m serving 33 years to life, i holds my mic
when i rolls mother f-ckers like dice
the gin and juice gets me loose, i’m fly like spruce goose
every now and then i have to drink an deuce, deuce
to maintain my composure, light up the doja
mack and kick back while i peel some caps
[hook]
the moon and the sky, the concrete and dirt
work is puts in and bodies begin to jerk
he looks as though he’s frozen, his body’s decomposing
but that’s the life that he’s chosen
who the h-ll said dead men can’t man rap? who? what?
who the h-ll said dead man can’t man rap? who? what?
(now motherf-ckers can’t face the facts that i’m doing this)
who the h-ll said dead man can’t man rap? who? what?
who the h-ll said dead man can’t man rap? who? what?
(now motherf-ckers can’t face the facts that i’m doing this)
[verse 2]
i rose to through the spot at night
i got this ak 47, and black folks thinking heaven (d-mn)
i much love depressed death, i step
but one time ride around vest
know check it, they won’t to cuff me try and to scuff me up
but unlike rocky they can’t stop me
because it feels like october 30th
halloween eve, n-ggas get relieved
and start doing dirt and putting in much work
i really gives an mad f-ck about getting hurt
so run up in my face, if you dare
i got my gun in the air and i don’t care, huh
i put you flat on your back, your face’ll crack
when the nine millimeter goes smack
and yeah, now how really like that?
and who the h-ll said dead man can’t rap?
[hook]
[verse 3]
as i return from the graveyard i’m bruised, battled and scarred
but hard times giving props to hip hop
another psychedelic g funk era, pause in terror
grab your seats as i prepare the
execution, my solution, to all men
praised the duty to stay in mind that i’m in as i bend
the corner sipping juice and gin
roll down the windows, let the indo smoke blow in the wind
it’s me, the h-a-l-f d-e-a and to the d
i’m straight coming from the lbc
i pocket all the dough in ’94
and all y’all buster -ss n-ggas really don’t hear me though
i gots to make a grip and have a extra clip
so everytime me and homies are rolling to dip
we can put a n-gga flat on his back
and who the h-ll say dead man can’t rap
[hook]
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