Dead End
Walk with me can't you smell the bodies on the street
I can see that we're living for the whips and chains only
They're coming for me they're trying to put a toe tag on me
Are we free if we're miles away from where we're supposed to be
How you living? How you living?
Tell me where's your soul headed if they catch you slipping?
How you living? How you living?
You want that living water I'm connected to the spigot
Hey How you want it? How you want it?
A bullet put a hole inside your belly
Make you spill your jelly that's a donut
How you want it? How you want it?
A Jesus bringing all men joy 'cause this life will make you go nuts
Listen, This is a plan of action, this is way more than rapping
I'm talking lungs collapsing, coughing from drug relapses
I'm talking mom's reaction, to they're child in a casket
Bodies wrapped up in plastic, homies that's bout that action
I'm talking head detachment, homeless looking for rations
Hands up like go go gadget, 'cause cops got a real bad habit
Get shot in the back when dashin'
Make a black man vanish tragic
Never thought I'd see black magic, more L's than Orlando Magic
Walk with me can't you smell the bodies on the street
I can see that we're living for the whips and chains only
They're coming for me they're trying to put a toe tag on me
Are we free if we're miles away from where we're supposed to be
Based upon the recent selection of the election
Shows us a clear reflection of the country's digression
Now they're making money off of marijuana obsessions
And politicians only get fined despite the guilty confessions
This is so depressing, it seems like the score is higher for HIV
Than SAT when it comes to testing
I mean, what you expect?
When kids channels playing viagra commercials
That's always promoting erections
We claim racism all across the screen white black and hispanic
But the true color's green
'cause if you ain't got money then you don't mean nothing
But as soon as you get money now you're everybody's somethin'
The brother uncle father friend of every cousin
You find a bunch of stunt doubles when they think you're stuntin'
I'm trying to make a dollar out of fifteen pennies
Will I ever get that large meal when I go to Wendy's? Hey
Walk with me can't you smell the bodies on the street
I can see that we're living for the whips and chains only
They're coming for me they're trying to put a toe tag on me
Are we free if we're miles away from where we're supposed to be
I can see that we're living for the whips and chains only
They're coming for me they're trying to put a toe tag on me
Are we free if we're miles away from where we're supposed to be
How you living? How you living?
Tell me where's your soul headed if they catch you slipping?
How you living? How you living?
You want that living water I'm connected to the spigot
Hey How you want it? How you want it?
A bullet put a hole inside your belly
Make you spill your jelly that's a donut
How you want it? How you want it?
A Jesus bringing all men joy 'cause this life will make you go nuts
Listen, This is a plan of action, this is way more than rapping
I'm talking lungs collapsing, coughing from drug relapses
I'm talking mom's reaction, to they're child in a casket
Bodies wrapped up in plastic, homies that's bout that action
I'm talking head detachment, homeless looking for rations
Hands up like go go gadget, 'cause cops got a real bad habit
Get shot in the back when dashin'
Make a black man vanish tragic
Never thought I'd see black magic, more L's than Orlando Magic
Walk with me can't you smell the bodies on the street
I can see that we're living for the whips and chains only
They're coming for me they're trying to put a toe tag on me
Are we free if we're miles away from where we're supposed to be
Based upon the recent selection of the election
Shows us a clear reflection of the country's digression
Now they're making money off of marijuana obsessions
And politicians only get fined despite the guilty confessions
This is so depressing, it seems like the score is higher for HIV
Than SAT when it comes to testing
I mean, what you expect?
When kids channels playing viagra commercials
That's always promoting erections
We claim racism all across the screen white black and hispanic
But the true color's green
'cause if you ain't got money then you don't mean nothing
But as soon as you get money now you're everybody's somethin'
The brother uncle father friend of every cousin
You find a bunch of stunt doubles when they think you're stuntin'
I'm trying to make a dollar out of fifteen pennies
Will I ever get that large meal when I go to Wendy's? Hey
Walk with me can't you smell the bodies on the street
I can see that we're living for the whips and chains only
They're coming for me they're trying to put a toe tag on me
Are we free if we're miles away from where we're supposed to be
Credits
Writer(s): Lamar Jamal Cicero Riddick, Sajeel Kapoor, Malasia Reanna Hawthorne
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