I See Dead People Songtext
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I See Dead People Songtext
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
Welcome to the cemetery
Wonder what I see?
This one here died from HIV
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
I′m like the reaper of death
Taking steps through cemetery with my gold bottle of Hen
This is Jim, he the tool man
He flipt his new van over like a roller coaster
Got 'em on a new stand
And this is little Jen, her mama had her in the pen
So her future was bleek before it began
And homie right here he was in the grims
′Til he cold ran the wrong Colombian
Politician, collage prison, electrician
Officiation, we all gone end up in this position
In the box with our body all stiffen
This the homie Mark, he got murdered by a cop
In front of a NY barbershop where the kids starve a lot
OG's spark a lot, so the D's spark does not
Right in the parking lot
And this is little Chris he went through some shit
He had scoliosis and roller coasted his wrist
But nothing close to this kid named Rolen Nahodacig
Put toasters up to his wig and roasted him like a pig
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
Welcome to the graveyard
Wonder what I see?
This one here, yes, he must have OD
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
What a wild day
I seen a old lady burying a crack baby that was only three days
And this my homie Kane, he died in a plane crash
With the oxygen mask stuck to his face
And this is little Faith, she sip a little case
With a gray goose and drive a Lex coupe
′Till she′s all stay true but swerve them play goose
'Til she pop, pop, popped right our her sun wouth
This the crazy truth
This mamy rockin′ Daisy Dukes
Got choked until she turned baby blue
That shit was shady too
'Cause this cat around the way shot up the crib
Missed and hit the baby
To say it ain′t true, hope you ain't next
Sincerely yours, it′s the reaper of death and
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
Welcome to the cemetery
Wonder what I see?
This one here died from HIV
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
This is little Tamy, her uncle went up in her panties and hurt her badly
When she was stayin' over grannies
Started takin' Zanex to erase the man who gave her bad memory
She fucked around and took too many
And this the homie Mani, he liked to skydive
′Til he hit a high ride, ended up on sci fi
Asked the lord why, but he could care less
Sincerely yours, it′s the reaper of death and
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
Welcome to the graveyard
Wonder what I see?
This one here, yes, he must have OD
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
Welcome to the cemetery
Wonder what I see?
This one here died from HIV
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
I′m like the reaper of death
Taking steps through cemetery with my gold bottle of Hen
This is Jim, he the tool man
He flipt his new van over like a roller coaster
Got 'em on a new stand
And this is little Jen, her mama had her in the pen
So her future was bleek before it began
And homie right here he was in the grims
′Til he cold ran the wrong Colombian
Politician, collage prison, electrician
Officiation, we all gone end up in this position
In the box with our body all stiffen
This the homie Mark, he got murdered by a cop
In front of a NY barbershop where the kids starve a lot
OG's spark a lot, so the D's spark does not
Right in the parking lot
And this is little Chris he went through some shit
He had scoliosis and roller coasted his wrist
But nothing close to this kid named Rolen Nahodacig
Put toasters up to his wig and roasted him like a pig
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
Welcome to the graveyard
Wonder what I see?
This one here, yes, he must have OD
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
What a wild day
I seen a old lady burying a crack baby that was only three days
And this my homie Kane, he died in a plane crash
With the oxygen mask stuck to his face
And this is little Faith, she sip a little case
With a gray goose and drive a Lex coupe
′Till she′s all stay true but swerve them play goose
'Til she pop, pop, popped right our her sun wouth
This the crazy truth
This mamy rockin′ Daisy Dukes
Got choked until she turned baby blue
That shit was shady too
'Cause this cat around the way shot up the crib
Missed and hit the baby
To say it ain′t true, hope you ain't next
Sincerely yours, it′s the reaper of death and
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
Welcome to the cemetery
Wonder what I see?
This one here died from HIV
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
This is little Tamy, her uncle went up in her panties and hurt her badly
When she was stayin' over grannies
Started takin' Zanex to erase the man who gave her bad memory
She fucked around and took too many
And this the homie Mani, he liked to skydive
′Til he hit a high ride, ended up on sci fi
Asked the lord why, but he could care less
Sincerely yours, it′s the reaper of death and
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
Welcome to the graveyard
Wonder what I see?
This one here, yes, he must have OD
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
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