Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dead Body, artist - Bas. Date of issue: 07.08.2019
Song language: English
Dead Body |
| Feel like I’m ready to rob |
| I hope you’re ready to shoot |
| I hope that I don’t surv' |
| Prove- |
| Wait, okay |
| I hope that I hope that I don’t survive… wound…pac |
| Okay |
| I bet you |
| I bet you living a lie |
| Look at you spending your loot |
| Feel like I’m ready to rob |
| I hope you’re ready to shoot |
| I hope that I don’t survive |
| 'cause if it’s just a flesh wound |
| It could be worse than 2Pac |
| Shoot to kill or I’ll prove it |
| Say something to 'em nigga |
| Shoot to kill or I’ll prove it |
| Say something else to 'em |
| Shoot to kill or I’ll prove it |
| Waterboard the boy, Brodie |
| Shoot to kill or I’ll prove it |
| I promise you won’t regret in the future |
| If I’m dead — huh |
| Run little boy you better run for life |
| I’m from a country where the cop and the drug collide |
| And the circumference of your circle is bound to tighten |
| If you’re lucky then you probably left for asylum |
| Liberty don’t know my tribe |
| The people they look to the media |
| But then they don’t know my strife |
| Don’t even bring any camera |
| Because it won’t save our lives |
| All the dead bodies are piling up |
| I know you won’t pay no mind |
| So I’ma take back what’s mine |
| Mudflats and pyramids |
| (All these war torn countries) |
| Villages and mansions |
| (It's honestly so sad, like…) |
| Tuk-tuks and private jets |
| (These African children starving) |
| Sand and marble |
| Sinners and saints |
| (and like *kisses teeth*) |
| Virgins and rapists |
| (It's just so sad, like…) |
| Mosques and whorehouses |
| (I think I’ll go there and help out) |
| I bet you living a lie |
| Look at you spending your loot |
| Feel like I’m ready to rob |
| I hope you’re ready to shoot |
| I hope that I don’t survive |
| 'cause if it’s just a flesh wound |
| It could be worse than 2Pac |
| Shoot to kill or I’ll prove it |
| Say something to them nigga |
| Shoot to kill or I’ll prove it |
| Say something else to them |
| Shoot to kill or I’ll prove it |
| Waterboard the boy, Brodie |
| Shoot to kill or I’ll prove it |
| I promise you won’t regret in the future |
| If I’m dead — huh |
| Dead body |
| Nobody willing to carry it |
| The ambulance too late |
| The hospitals is no where near this bitch |
| The dead body |
| Nobody willing to bury it |
| Nobody knows the body |
| No one knows how it got here |
| But it’s clear it’s a |
| Dead body |
| Nobody knew nothing 'bout 'em |
| I doubt he had on an outfit |
| That’s how he looked when we found 'em |
| It’s a |
| Dead body |
| Nobody heard nothing bout it |
| No media in Sudan |
| So it’s happening all the time |
| Hold on |
| Life’s short but the barrel long |
| When it’s clearing out the park |
| Gotta figure out your spark |
| It’s sharks and roaches |
| Snakes in this pit, but |
| I ain’t finna quit, no |
| I ain’t working Quiznos |
| Couldn’t find the cliff notes |
| Shit, but I care 'bout this tho |
| Look in your eyes and I cry as I plummet |
| Just to get by I get high as the summit |
| Shit i used to covet |
| Freedom like you gave it |
| Meaning or something |
| Bitch no one but me gon' be squeezing that button |
| Had to be something about him that’s strange |
| Benjamin Button got better with age |
| Got a good day |
| Pockets inflate |
| Gotta keep tempo |
| Honest mistake |
| Cannot be gentle |
| Trying to be great |
| Can I be simple? |
| Bas he just great |
| Most these niggas just copy and paste |
| 249, alien state |
| Nobody is safe |
| My Cali estate |
| Got high weed intake |
| Bitch |
| Ain’t shit given |
| Now we just take it |
| Fuck with I |
| You are high or sadly mistaken |
| Test my patience |
| Try it, nigga, try it |
| Just please don’t compare us to no folk |
| You came from concrete jungle, right |
| We came from the mud that is no joke |
| The desert Sahara alive |
| I bet you living a lie |
| Look at you spending your loot |
| Feel like I’m ready to rob |
| I hope you’re ready to shoot |
| I hope that I don’t survive |
| 'cause if it’s just a flesh wound |
| It could be worse than 2Pac |
| Shoot to kill or I’ll prove it |
| Say something to them n***a (Say something to 'em) |
| Shoot to kill or I’ll prove it |
| Say something else to them (Say something to 'em) |
| Shoot to kill or I’ll prove it |
| Waterboard the boy, Brodie |
| Shoot to kill or I’ll prove it |
| I promise you won’t regret in the future |
| If I’m dead |
| I bet you living a lie |
| Look at you spending your loot |
| Feel like I’m ready to rob |
| I hope you’re ready to shoot |
| I hope that I don’t survive |
| 'cause if it’s just a flesh wound |
| It could be worse than 2Pac |
| Shoot to kill or I’ll prove it |
| Say something to them n***a |
| Say something to 'em |