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Dead Man Walking Lyrics - Singles - Cormega

(He got the slip on you) 

 

This how it went down... 

 

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I had to undergo therapy, not surgery 

the nigga wetted me but, he didn't murder me 

dun, I survived 

he thought that I died 

now it's time to throw the nine clip in, mission revenge 

once was friends, now that shit's dead 

that stupid muthafucka shoulda shot me in the head 

so I went to Brooklyn and met with Dread 

and told Dread, I want the pussy clot shot dead 

that nigga started a war fuckin with me yo 

hit me with a four-four and jetted with a kilo 

he hit me in the chest 

lucky I was wearing a vest, but the impact hurt my fuckin flesh 

right after he left, I noticed I was bleeding by my neck 

and I was type-scared to death 

yo, I blacked out 

I woke up, my man had the mac out 

said we gonna get the nigga back no doubt 

he told me to rest 

I seen my nigga standing at the door with a tec 

in case a muthafucker flex 

I told him how the muthafuckin kid co-flipped 

and he said parlay son, payback's a bitch 

yo, shit is real, I feel better 

word out on the street is that a four-four cant stop Mega 

the nigga musta heard I didnt die, son he hidin' 

I snatched up his man inside a van and started drivin' 

his man started dymin' 

said the nigga drivin' in 735 and he knows where to find him 

cool, tell my man to drop the kid off 

soon as we hit the next darn block, blew his fuckin wig off 

now that's one down, one nigga to go 

just drive slow so we dont have to worry 'bout five-o 

now it's time to get even, 

we in, five jeeps deep with the mad heat and steamin 

oh shit, I see him, he gettin out the seven 

my man started wetting at the nigga with a mac-11 

I specialize in war 

now it's time to blow him, I'ma show him how to use a fuckin four-four 

I said "yo son, ya games over" 

I let off, and yo my shit was spittin fire like a flamethrower 

he started wettin back 

I caught him in his fuckin back 

when he flung, I think his lungs collapsed 

he just a dead man walking 

ay yo, fuck that shit... I'm through talking 

(gunshot) 

 

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