Dead Yet

Inner city red neck blue collar drama queen
Baby mama sugar daddy holy roller Paula Dean
Two faced basic white girl wasted
Politician mortician more efficient more living

Costco coffins death for sale
Target on the Walmart test bomb fail
Aquafina tap the well
Clearance on the water drought in hell

Could've been a rich kid could've been a nitwit
Could've been a Rasputin
Could've been a Clinton could've been a clansman
Could've been an assassin
What you 'gon buy when you 'gon live?
When you 'gon die when you 'gon try try?
When's a good time when you 'gon rise?
When you 'gon give when you 'gon fly high?

Are we dead yet are we fucking dead yet?
Are we dead yet are we fucking dead yet?
Are we dead yet are we fucking dead yet?
When we 'gon die?

Ain't nothing but a dick ain't nothing but a clit
Ain't nothing but a matrix glitch
Ain't nothing but a chick ain't nothing but a bitch
Ain't nothing but a scratch to itch

What's your skin got inside it?
What you got inside your skin?
What your head got that I ain't got inside my fucking chest?

Can you speak what you preach?
Can you touch who you reach?
Can you fuck who you love?
Can you learn what you teach?

Are we dead yet are we fucking dead yet?

You hand me a Desani
It's good to keep your mouth wet
Tell me I'm too worried 'bout it
Pull me back to your bed
Well I don't want your money
It only makes me hate you
I don't even like your god he's not someone I pray to
Tell me I'm too sensitive to pull up by my bootstraps
Maybe I'm Mrs. Kennedy with blood all over my lap

Are we dead yet are we fucking dead yet?
Are we dead yet are we fucking dead yet?
Are we dead yet are we fucking dead yet?
Are we dead yet are we dead yet?



Credits
Writer(s): Suzannah Elizabeth Powell, Midi Jones, Dae One, Joshua Randy
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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