Died and Came Back

I'm a man who believes that I died 20 years ago
And I live like a man who is dead already
I have no fear whatsoever of anybody or anything

Died and came back
I had reached the point at which I was not afraid to die
They say "Nigga where the fuck you been?"

I have no mothafuckin' fear. I have no fear
I have only ambition, and I want mines

Died and came back
Died and came back
Black suit wit' the black coupe, you would think a nigga died and came back
They say "Nigga where the fuck you been?"
I say I died and came back
Died and came back
Yeah yeah, I died and came back

One minute they fuck wit' you
Next thing you know, you're left waiting to die in a rubbish pile
In this world full of ruffians, always on other
That's why I don't fuck around
Traveling back to The East
It's a beast when you up in these streets
Wit' the way they been turnin' on me
You would think I was Hiram Abiff
I'm killin' 'em in that new Bentley
I call that vehicular homicide (Skurr, bang!)
Bitches be already knowin' they goin' the moment they hop inside (Skurr, bang!)
Young rich nigga lookin' like Illuminati, you would think I'm on the other side
Young rich nigga lookin' like Illuminati
Died and came back, I died and came back
Black suit wit' the black fez on the head
Fuck whoever wanna' hate that
You can kill the flesh, but can't kill the soul
You mothafuckas can't kill me bitch
You can kill the flesh, but can't kill the soul

Hell naw, you niggas can't kill me

(The ruffians have not achieved their goal, and have not my body to dispose of)

They say "Nigga where the fuck you been?"
I say I died and came back
Died and came back
Yeah yeah, I died and came back



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Writer(s): Marcus Brown
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