"I'm Dead" lyrics
They say I'm dead, put some bullet through my head
But how I'm dead? With these voices in my head?
Get money my nigga, and these pussy niggas scared
We jus shoot for heads, we don't aim for the legs
They say I'm dead, put some bullet through my head
But how I'm dead? With these voices in my head?
Get money my nigga, and these pussy niggas scared
We jus shoot for heads, we don't aim for the legs
Woke up in my mansion
[?] Couple ones, hater swept me like a broom
That's a no-no nigga, and this beat by Eli boom
Man I slice it with a knife, then I pass it to the [?]
I'm a head shooter dog, we won't see no funeral
And I'm strapped up like the army, got this pistol jus like doom
And you niggas like some flowers, when we smoke you niggas bloom
And your head is like a bomb, it's gonna tick and watch it boom
I'm a God damn fool, and the racks I consume
Been the most hated on, ever since high school
But I'm a walking-talking chicken dog- I'm wrapped up
Young juice man dog, I'm sacked up
They say I'm dead, put some bullet through my head
But how I'm dead? With these voices in my head?
Get money my nigga, and these pussy niggas scared
We jus shoot for heads, we don't aim for the legs
They say I'm dead, put some bullet through my head
But how I'm dead? With these voices in my head?
Get money my nigga, and these pussy niggas scared
We jus shoot for heads, we don't aim for the legs
Voices, Voices, damn I'm hearing voices
Devil on my shoulder saying these my two choices
Wake up in a coffin like a zombie [?]
Or post up in that alley with that all tan or the white bricks
Haters want my head, but my shoes man they don't fit
Small time nigga, [?] outfit
Say you're gonna blow that pistol, kill me like a light switch
Choices, choices, we gon [?] The light switch
Imma beat that boy head, with a police nightstick
It's young juice man and I pull up in that nice whip
[?] Nigga juice man, damn I keep the night shift
32 ENT, damn that's a tight grip
They say I'm dead, put some bullet through my head
But how I'm dead? With these voices in my head?
Get money my nigga, and these pussy niggas scared
We jus shoot for heads, we don't aim for the legs
They say I'm dead, put some bullet through my head
But how I'm dead? With these voices in my head?
Get money my nigga, and these pussy niggas scared
We jus shoot for heads, we don't aim for the legs
We just shoot for heads, we don't aim for the legs
What you nigga said? Man you pussy niggas scared
Imma shoot it out withya'
Paint the city red
It's a lotta pistols, [?] that's a lot of lead
200 round drum, that will [?]
Pussy little boy, shoulda watched what you said
Pay your condolences, and pay me my bread
Talking all them rumors, "young juice dead"
I can't be dead- with these voices in my head
Imma get this bread, these pussy niggas scared
Brick squad the chain- and my diamonds bloody red
Brick squad the chain- and my diamonds bloody red
They say I'm dead, put some bullet through my head
But how I'm dead? With these voices in my head?
Get money my nigga, and these pussy niggas scared
We jus shoot for heads, we don't aim for the legs
Voices, Voices, damn I'm hearing voices
Devil on my shoulder saying these my two choices
But how I'm dead? With these voices in my head?
Get money my nigga, and these pussy niggas scared
We jus shoot for heads, we don't aim for the legs
They say I'm dead, put some bullet through my head
But how I'm dead? With these voices in my head?
Get money my nigga, and these pussy niggas scared
We jus shoot for heads, we don't aim for the legs
Woke up in my mansion
[?] Couple ones, hater swept me like a broom
That's a no-no nigga, and this beat by Eli boom
Man I slice it with a knife, then I pass it to the [?]
I'm a head shooter dog, we won't see no funeral
And I'm strapped up like the army, got this pistol jus like doom
And you niggas like some flowers, when we smoke you niggas bloom
And your head is like a bomb, it's gonna tick and watch it boom
I'm a God damn fool, and the racks I consume
Been the most hated on, ever since high school
But I'm a walking-talking chicken dog- I'm wrapped up
Young juice man dog, I'm sacked up
They say I'm dead, put some bullet through my head
But how I'm dead? With these voices in my head?
Get money my nigga, and these pussy niggas scared
We jus shoot for heads, we don't aim for the legs
They say I'm dead, put some bullet through my head
But how I'm dead? With these voices in my head?
Get money my nigga, and these pussy niggas scared
We jus shoot for heads, we don't aim for the legs
Voices, Voices, damn I'm hearing voices
Devil on my shoulder saying these my two choices
Wake up in a coffin like a zombie [?]
Or post up in that alley with that all tan or the white bricks
Haters want my head, but my shoes man they don't fit
Small time nigga, [?] outfit
Say you're gonna blow that pistol, kill me like a light switch
Choices, choices, we gon [?] The light switch
Imma beat that boy head, with a police nightstick
It's young juice man and I pull up in that nice whip
[?] Nigga juice man, damn I keep the night shift
32 ENT, damn that's a tight grip
They say I'm dead, put some bullet through my head
But how I'm dead? With these voices in my head?
Get money my nigga, and these pussy niggas scared
We jus shoot for heads, we don't aim for the legs
They say I'm dead, put some bullet through my head
But how I'm dead? With these voices in my head?
Get money my nigga, and these pussy niggas scared
We jus shoot for heads, we don't aim for the legs
We just shoot for heads, we don't aim for the legs
What you nigga said? Man you pussy niggas scared
Imma shoot it out withya'
Paint the city red
It's a lotta pistols, [?] that's a lot of lead
200 round drum, that will [?]
Pussy little boy, shoulda watched what you said
Pay your condolences, and pay me my bread
Talking all them rumors, "young juice dead"
I can't be dead- with these voices in my head
Imma get this bread, these pussy niggas scared
Brick squad the chain- and my diamonds bloody red
Brick squad the chain- and my diamonds bloody red
They say I'm dead, put some bullet through my head
But how I'm dead? With these voices in my head?
Get money my nigga, and these pussy niggas scared
We jus shoot for heads, we don't aim for the legs
Voices, Voices, damn I'm hearing voices
Devil on my shoulder saying these my two choices
