SICX - Dead 4 Life lyrics

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Come closer, come closer, come look inside a nigga head

Dead for life, ain't no need for me to think twice

Look for that gat but I just can't find it

Fuck it nevermind it, and since I'm devil-blinded

I'll plot me another way to end this shit

If my gat can't do it, then I guess I got to roll through it

Look to that mirror and I think of the pain

Voices from a devil and it drove a nigga insane

Now I'm all up in that forty ounce O, thinking about my gat

I heard my forty-four callin up on me, in that

Back again with that Manson mind

And now my blood's on that wall; all I can say is its about time

Looking up from my gravesite

First scene from a motherfucker dead for life

What do I see? My baby-momma sucking up on another dick

Fucking my bitch cause my death made my woman rich

She never really gave a fuck

And when that check came through, guess who got the first buck?

Ashes to ashes, and dust to my bank book

Who would have thought that my baby's moms was a crook?

As for my son, my poor little worm's got no food to eat

Cause his mom's always in that street

Poor little O.G

And I'm thinking to myself he never really got to know me

Looking up from my gravesite

Second scene from a motherfucker dead for life

What do I see? Mom's gonna choke from the smoke that she be blowing

Them wasted years not knowing that no matter what

Whatever happen let it happen

But after what that pipe say, and when them tears start flowing

When them years start growing short, yo

The fear of her laying right next to me, and up on that note

That one little rock get lit up, hit up

Better toke that shit up, too much to take

But better make that blast last, but she spliff too fast

How comes moms won't get up?

Is it because that lit been did up

By too much cut up in stuff that shit can't even set up

Fed up by my own clothes cause she smoke them bones

Momma gone, drown my own, but then no one knows

What she done been through, what she got herself up into

What's in the past to make her blast up? Must have been rough

Crack monster ain't nothing nice

That's what I see laying hella deep

That nigga dead for life

That niggaz dead for life

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Dead for life

And as they, life after death

Little angels with wings coming down to bring you up to your maker

Seeing all them people you missed

Hear about them good things, and what that future brings

But what I see, ain't nothing like they told me

Ain't no god in sight, and no shining light

And my dead daddy's still in the box

Cold as a motherfuck, still moldy like a motherfuck

And to think we believed in that shit

Heaven ain't nothing but a casket

And about that Devil, that so-called Devil

Ain't nothing but a man with his hand on that shovel

And all them Sundays dressed in my best church clothes

Them shoes always hurt on my toes

And now I'm dead, as life goes on until they die

Goes on until they lie up in that grave with me

Maybe if we all wished hard enough

All that stuff about that God might come true

Cause if not, we finally gonna rot up in that grave

Ain't no chance to change our ways, dead for life