Sunroof flow so over your head
Even when my dreams are dead
You could say i'm friends with fred
Wasnt worth always feeling dead.
Sb horror pack monsters under my bed
Things left unsaid remain 6 feet deep, dead
My god come before this bread
Like night of the living dead
Allegedly dead and rapping whiter/
Africana, black as ghana, be my attire
Back from the motherfucking dead
Your friends say, why we not together yet
Killin the competition, leaving it dead
That i just haven't came up with a name yet
Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set
You're cancerous, a cadaver motherfucker, already dead
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