Emmitte Prince - Dead Bodies (feat. Eugeno)

Emmitte Prince...
Eugeno
Dead Bodies
Dead Bodies
Dead Bodies
Dead Bodies
Feeling like I'm Dr. Loomis
From Halloween
Cause I'm hanging with a psychopath
Nigga say they see me
But, I'm not really there
So, I guess it's just a hologram
Shit I got an all black Forty Glock
And, I got the forty cocked
Forty round forty shots
Shoot and make forty drop
The old heads on the corner like
SHORTY STOP!!!
Nigga opportunity hardly knock
So, I work a nine to five
Just to see a payday
But, niggas out here robbing
Just to increased their pay rate
Shit I got a fully loaded
Nine and a AK
Living in the danger zone
Where it's hard to stay safe
Niggas'll put the metal to your teeth
Like "Brace Face"
All I see is Dead Bodies
In them black bags
Even when the coroner vacate
I rather be a suspect than a victim
Unsolved murders
Cops never find the killer
Dead Bodies surface
From the Mississippi River
Don't know the cause of death
But, they know somebody killed em'
It's an unsolved mystery
I'm a threat because I been a beast
Heat up on my waistline
Shit before I FaceTime
They going to have to kill me
Before they sentence me
Dead Bodies
Dead Bodies
Dead Bodies
Dead Bodies
From a city where they slay everyday
Better to sleep with a K
Nigga wake up with a tray
You think money is the motive huh?Niggas killing over nothing
Gang violence at an all-time high
Through the city
And, I'm riding around high
Keep the pistol on my lap
When I'm riding by
I ain't trying to end up in the paper
As a homicide
I rather get caught with the Nina
Than without and die
Shorty calling now she trippin
But, she on my mind
Telling me be safe
You know niggas going ape
And, you think you're Superman
Until you blocked in yellow tape
Outlined white chalk
Just another Dead Body
Running through the streets
Cause them hoes getting naughty
Need to bring your ass home
Put your son on the potty
Running with them zombies
And, they all on the molly
Half of they minds gone
You could be a Dead Body
Granny say I'm crazy
And, I'm tripping
Shit I seen
Wish I didn't have the vision
Had them things
Man I shouldn't even mention
Probably get myself
And, Krazy a life sentence
My nigga in the kitchen
Whippin looking like a chemist
You can get served
Like a nigga playing tennis
Bowflex on a nigga no fitness
Let a nigga try me
I'mma give his ass the business
Dead Bodies
Dead Bodies
Dead Bodies
Dead Bodies

Written by:
Emmitte Prince, Saxon Allen

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