He's Dead

Album: Free Weezy Album (2015)
  • I never see your crazy face
    Smiling, laughing, screaming my name like that
    I never see your crazy face (Mula)
    Smiling, laughing, screaming my name like that
    I see, smiling, laughing, screaming my name
    I see, smiling, laughing, screaming my name

    He's dead, he's dead, he's dead
    He's dead, he's dead, he's dead
    He's dead, he's dead, he's dead
    He's dead, he's

    Dead man walkin', through a dead plant garden
    Red ants army, Caveman Spartan
    Die, come back to life, shaved and corporate
    I paved and carved it, made man forfeit
    Laid and chalked him, I slaved then bossed it
    I don't need flowers around my grave, I need maids and doormen
    We not one and the same;
    Casper the Friendly, Tunechi Cobain
    Ask how I'm livin', I can't complain
    Like, it's hot in hell, but it never rain
    Shit never sweet, him never changed
    I will always be the MF'er Wayne
    I been lost conscious, I never regain
    Bitches wanna sleep with my remains, Lord

    Them Xans got me walkin' 'round like a zombie
    I just double parked the hearse by a fire hydrant
    They throw flowers on my body, allergic to pollen
    Rest in peace to the Cash Money Weezy, gone but not forgotten, no

    I never see your crazy face (You don't see me, nigga)
    Smiling, laughing, screaming, my name like that (You don't see me, nigga, no)
    I never see your crazy face (You can't see me, nigga)
    Smiling, laughing, screaming, my name like that (You can't see me, nigga, no)
    I see, smiling, laughing, screaming, my name (You can't see me, nigga, no)
    I see, smiling, laughing, screaming, my name (I'm the muthafuckin' ghost)

    He's dead, he's dead, he's dead
    He's dead, he's dead, he's dead
    He's dead, he's dead, he's dead
    He's dead, he's

    Dead man walkin', the weed I'm sparkin'
    Stank like corpses, got a young nigga coughin'
    I was larger than life, should've got a bigger coffin
    Bad bitches in my coffin, suck dick 'til they cough
    How long will they mourn me?, I had a Rolls Royce Ghost
    Now I'm feelin' like that motherfucka comin' back to haunt me
    We are not one and the same,
    I fumble my brain, I'm nothin' but strange
    I punctured my veins, I'm loving the pain
    I'm ugly and vain, now go get that shovel and dump it on Wayne
    Throw dirt on my name, picture on a shirt instead of a frame
    I'm dead as a doorknob and I got it locked
    So fuck every key on your key chain, boy

    Them Xans got me walkin' 'round like a zombie
    I don't know if I'm comin' or going, Lord, I'm undecided
    Throw flowers on my body, yeah allergic to pollen
    Rest in peace to the Cash Money Weezy, gone but not forgotten, no

    I never see your crazy face (Ohhh)
    Smiling, laughing, screaming, my name like that (You cant't see me, nigga, no)
    I never see your crazy face (You can't see me, nigga)
    Smiling, laughing, screaming, my name like that (You can't see me, nigga, no, no)
    I see, smiling, laughing, screaming, my name (You can't see me, nigga, no, no)
    I see, smiling, laughing, screaming, my name (I'm the muthafuckin' ghost)
    I never see your crazy face
    Smiling, laughing, screaming, my name like that
    I never see your crazy face
    Smiling, laughing, screaming, my name like that
    I see, smiling, laughing, screaming, my name like that
    I see, smiling, laughing, screaming, my name like thatWriter/s: Dwayne Michael Carter
    Publisher: Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
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