Mr. Dead Folx (feat. Violent J) (исполнитель: Blaze Ya Dead Homie)
[bad word] 2x) No questions for you too ask, no gats for you to blast No money, weed, no cash It's time to get in that [bad word] Mr Dead Folx, Colton [bad word] Ya Dead Homie Don't be acting like you don't see me Believe me man you don't know me (Blaze) I was the first to put it down Reppin' with Twiztid and the clowns kicking the gangsta sounds Strictly keep it underground Lotus in the family, you now how we [bad word] for ours and won't hesitate to ride on you Record sales don't make you bulletproof Big time, and we both know you don't be doing that [bad word] that's in your rhymes You ain't a like me, you ain't the thug I be You watered down, like the punks I see on MTV Where you're [bad word] trees, always asking for smoke Ain't it a [bad word] everybody a when wearing Loc's That's a figure of speech, and I be sick in the heat Whoever think he the [bad word] trying to claim my territory I'm a [bad word] with heaters loaded and [bad word] You's a small time pee-on, braggin [bad word] rocks [bad word] break yourself, for everything and then some Hold the mic to my [bad word] so you can hear me when I [bad word] [bad word] x2) No questions for you too ask, no gats for you to blast No money, weed, no cash It's time to get in that [bad word] Mr Dead Folx, Colton [bad word] Ya Dead Homie Don't be acting like you don't see me Believe me man you don't know me Never ever was I a [bad word] hoe, You can put that on my ten-fold Ma pop [bad word] and them know I sicko Baby boy got banana clips for his chopper Known to bring drama somethin' proper Check nuts Colton [bad word] got handles, I got the J So when I'm spiting from the big oh line, nuts' in your face Dead homie on a ho-port, smoking a Newport Spiting at the [bad word] and bumping that new Too Short Life is nothing I can even they to relate to, for real though Being dead is serious, it change you All I got left in this world, is my music to play So you correct if you thinkin', that I'ma do my thang And all the thugs that wit me, throw your [bad word] in the air And wave those [bad word] side to side Like you don't care And if you feeling like I'm feeling, then it's plainy clear 'Cause it's a whole bunch of dead folk chilling in here [bad word] x2) No questions for you too ask, no gats for you to blast No money, weed, no cash It's time to get in that [bad word] Mr Dead Folx, Colton [bad word] Ya Dead Homie Don't be acting like you don't see me Believe me man you don't know me (Violent J) It's me and Blaze, [bad word] driving in an 87 Cutlass Taking turns at the wheel while the other claps [bad word] You're chick, I'm [bad word] that Wicked [bad word] I'm kicking that I'm hitting with the quickness, life's stinking, where the chickens at? You made a wrong [bad word] down my block I'll stop your car like I need help, and crack your head with a rock Uh, Colton [bad word] the only homie I got, Mr Dead Folx sparking at the burial spot We about to ride on the world, leave it deserted like Marz Get your wig spilt, by 40 juggalo rap stars little kid asked me if I ever killed anybody (yes) I told 'em that I did and was warm and bloody I'm Violent J, I'll be around until my dieng day On tour smoking bud, and eating Flying J Look me up under 'Juggla' and you'll find my name And if you don't, then you're dictionary's lame [bad word] [bad word] x2) No questions for you too ask, no gats for you to blast No money, weed, no cash It's time to get in that [bad word] Mr Dead Folx, Colton [bad word] Ya Dead Homie Don't be acting like you don't see me Believe me man you don't know me (Repeat Till End) Mr Dead Folx Believe me man you don't know me