DeathbeDreams intro by Slick Talk (of the LOEGz) Lyrics
[Intro]
[Hook: Reggie Coby]
I know where we can go, go where
Nobody can find us there
(2x)
We're too far gone to save now
(2x)
[Verse: Slick Talk]
You ain't fuckin' with my clique, clique
Feel the semi when it's empty go click
Dry blood on the grip
Now I'm riding with your main 'bout to flood on the dick
But see I'm thinking this is what I really don't get
You could have had it all
We could've balled together but the pride and the fall
Was your motherfuckin' flaw
Defeat be snatching victory out the jaw
When insecurity's involved, now your mama got the call
May lord have mercy on us all
Have mercy on us all
The game changed up since the 90's
No more love, no more honor in the sets, just plex
Them OG's say it's the worst they ever saw
A 211, take you for the raw
These young shooters born without a heart they got no empathy at all
The fatherless generation we looking for direction
Die for the money and we die for our section
They say if I keep capping I'ma die young
But they ain't lived a life half as real as mine
So I guess 28 will be the number to divide from
I'm busting when my time comes
Plus I leave a pretty corpse- knife scars, tattoos and fried lungs
And I don't give a fuck if I sell a single record
I just hope that they remember "tight white Mike" in that one little no-name, isolated, forgotten neighborhood that I'm from
My girl asked me why I never cried. I told her one day, at the end of it all I'm gonna get my chance to look back on everything I did, everything I saw. One last dream before I die. I'm gonna need these tears. I promise I'm gonna need every last one of 'em, I'm saving 'em up
[Bridge/Chant: Slick Talk]
Bust one off for my dead killers
Another one off for my young killers
Busting shots cuz shots is what they never give us
Won't pay attention to us til it's shots that we deliver
Feel us, feel us
Grew up tough and now we fearless, fearless
So your weapons never kill us, kill us
We live on in reflections in our family's tear ducts
(2X)
[Hook: Reggie Coby]
I know where we can go, go where
Nobody can find us there
(2x)
We're too far gone to save now
(2x)
[Verse: Slick Talk]
You ain't fuckin' with my clique, clique
Feel the semi when it's empty go click
Dry blood on the grip
Now I'm riding with your main 'bout to flood on the dick
But see I'm thinking this is what I really don't get
You could have had it all
We could've balled together but the pride and the fall
Was your motherfuckin' flaw
Defeat be snatching victory out the jaw
When insecurity's involved, now your mama got the call
May lord have mercy on us all
Have mercy on us all
The game changed up since the 90's
No more love, no more honor in the sets, just plex
Them OG's say it's the worst they ever saw
A 211, take you for the raw
These young shooters born without a heart they got no empathy at all
The fatherless generation we looking for direction
Die for the money and we die for our section
They say if I keep capping I'ma die young
But they ain't lived a life half as real as mine
So I guess 28 will be the number to divide from
I'm busting when my time comes
Plus I leave a pretty corpse- knife scars, tattoos and fried lungs
And I don't give a fuck if I sell a single record
I just hope that they remember "tight white Mike" in that one little no-name, isolated, forgotten neighborhood that I'm from
My girl asked me why I never cried. I told her one day, at the end of it all I'm gonna get my chance to look back on everything I did, everything I saw. One last dream before I die. I'm gonna need these tears. I promise I'm gonna need every last one of 'em, I'm saving 'em up
[Bridge/Chant: Slick Talk]
Bust one off for my dead killers
Another one off for my young killers
Busting shots cuz shots is what they never give us
Won't pay attention to us til it's shots that we deliver
Feel us, feel us
Grew up tough and now we fearless, fearless
So your weapons never kill us, kill us
We live on in reflections in our family's tear ducts
(2X)