Single / Track
Deadman Walking (Funkmaster Flex & Big Kap Feat. Beanie Sigel, Dutch & Spade)
Lyrics
You think Philly cats won't snap on your motherfuckin ass?
Huh? You think we won't pull these
Hammers out and do what we do nigga?
We live this nigga, we just don't talk it we live it
Motherfucker take it to the streets
That's all I can say, take it to the motherfuckin streets
Gimme more nigga
You a dead man walkin
Have you like "Damn, why I'm in this coffin?"
Nigga I live the life that you talkin
I hold the heat, you the motherfuckin target
You better duck bitch
Dead man walkin
Have you like "Damn, why I'm in this coffin?"
Nigga I live the life that you talkin
I hold the heat, you the motherfuckin target
You better duck bitch
He a dead man, hear this fuck talkin in fed land
He want me murdered, so shit when I heard it
I thought the nigga had life sentences concurrent
Man I can't sleep 'til I see this nigga buried
Same nigga pointed out my man to the jury
Oh him huh? Oh he been workin in the gym huh?
But you know the spade got guns to make him swim huh?
And the type dough that'll make a nigga sin huh?
DA reduced his ass to 5 to 10 huh?
He tellin, know he was a 3 time felon
But nah me no worry give him heat to his melon
He's a dead man walkin, dead man talkin
Dead man eatin, dead man sleepin
Go for his tool he a dead man reachin
Open up his mouth it be a dead man speakin
Find him duct taped in the red van leakin
And shit when I see him, it ain't no rat
Don't have nothin on your hip, if it ain't no gat
I put that thing to the P, on his baseball cap
Throw the muffler on the front, so it ain't no clap
Yo he a dead man
You a dead man walkin
Have you like "Damn, why I'm in this coffin?"
Nigga I live the life that you talkin
I hold the heat, you the motherfuckin target
You better duck bitch
Dead man walkin
Have you like "Damn, why I'm in this coffin?"
Nigga I live the life that you talkin
I hold the heat, you the motherfuckin target
You better duck bitch
I stay strapped, I keep a half a hundred to cap
I put your stomach in your lap, you don't want none of the mac
The gun'll come out, if I think you runnin your mouth
I fuck around and have 50 niggas run in your house
Plus I keep an escape route, to avoid state loot
You talkin to the jakes dude? 4 up in your grapefruit
Catch me population yard out gray suit
You a bitch nigga, PC is where they take you
You think your clique tight? Somebody bluffin
9 Guns in the shootout, but 8 bustin
Let me find a female dog in my clique
I'ma grab the revolver and give him all 6
The same niggas that you thought would never snitch
Is fuckin your bitch, got the keys to your whip
Stay in your crib, eatin all your shit
Probably owe you shit, watch who you rollin with
You a dead man walkin
Have you like "Damn, why I'm in this coffin?"
Nigga I live the life that you talkin
I hold the heat, you the motherfuckin target
You better duck bitch
Dead man walkin
Have you like "Damn, why I'm in this coffin?"
Nigga I live the life that you talkin
I hold the heat, you the motherfuckin target
You better duck bitch
It take a baller to ball, player to pimp
You can tell a gangsta when he walk he limp
And every time he talk he talk real quick
Get caught by the cops? Don't know shit
Even if it's him, don't know shit
The type of dude you just don't fuck wit
Talk real breezy or press your luck wit
And if you wanna know who he is, he Dutch bitch
Watch is his power, the chain is his strength
Money gettin low, police watchin my strips
Helicopters binoculars watchin my bricks
Gettin in my grind, changin my flip
I'm too young to be stressed
Daughter need pampers, daddy need rest
Baby moms trippin tryin cause my arrest
You think of suicide, foreign without a vest
You a dead man nigga
You a dead man walkin
Have you like "Damn, why I'm in this coffin?"
Nigga I live the life that you talkin
I hold the heat, you the motherfuckin target
You better duck bitch
Dead man walkin
Have you like "Damn, why I'm in this coffin?"
Nigga I live the life that you talkin
I hold the heat, you the motherfuckin target
You better duck bitch