Shake shake
Deadmen make it shake
Pussy, we bounce out like Quake
Don't make no mistake
Pussy, don't make no mistake
Shake shake
Deadmen make it shake
Pussy, we bounce out like Quake
Don't make no mistake
Pussy, don't make no mistake
No, no more excuses, look
I seen the dead living, walking bedridden
He's going to talk out his back if his head in it
Got my dogs that'll yap at his head wit it
And the holo fried, it's glowing red in it
He coffin riding how he dead in it
Been the best in it, wait
It ain't nobody rapping like me, I was bred different, wait wait
Ghost in the whip like Ello Gov'nor
Ricky the gauge, them retro gunners done up
But I really been dead whole summer
Hitting this play, took from the mix what I gave
I'm really the head home runner
Sometimes wish it was staged, building a cage out of plates
I get so cluttered, wait
Drug dealers, wait
Drug dealers know balance
One day, shit go south
I hope you vultures get no salvage
Albums intro out
It's life and death inside my palette
Creature out the deep
That dry going to spark and make a habit
We send magic
We sell magic
We send magic
And we sell magic
Yes, for real
Bitch I been so
Blessed
For real
I just been listening to Earl
Thinking about my moms
Think I'm finna hurl
Steady wringing out these psalms
Trying to pick it all apart
Wind whip around the calm
Lost contact with the eye
I feel Mary in my palms
I'm just me
I'm j- yeah