Brain Dead Lyrics - Singles - Project Deadman

I might as well share the rest of the bad news with you 

(Prozak) 

In my dreams I got visions of dead bodies decomposin 

Chokin from the smoke from the blast of the explosives 

Plastic detonations all my dreams are dramatic 

From the womb to the casket my mental thoughts are eratic 

A 9mm shot will send your ass to hell 

Rigamortis in the church while they ringin the bell 

PDM in this bitch on top of the game 

Wannabes tryin to be dissin all they claim to fame 

It's all the same in the wicked shit but aint nobody wicked 

Bitches sellin out like a Superbowl ticket 

Mother fuckers rise it's time for a new era 

Player hatin faggots got you runnin like Mascara 

I look into my eyes and see my brain is dead 

Cocaine drains from my nose my t-shirt stained with red 

I take more caps and stems and think that I can fly 

I take more pills in hopes that one day I will die 

(Prozak) 

Will I ever break up out of these chains 

Of this life of this world of the pain I maintain 

And every mother fucker walkin on this earth cannot be trusted 

Demons are screamin as bullets get busted 

See so many things in my mind envision homicide 

Crimes from different times pathological lies 

Mankind's ties to the dark and mysterious 

The wicked shit for life my friend is very serious 

The streets are listenin 

Better watch your back from those dissin decisions 

Watch what you say 

The vengeance of bullets will hit you some day 

Watch where you go 

Don't be caught slippin at places you don't know 

Everyone dies 

Hell's flames ignite when you're dead close your eyes 

I look into my eyes and see my brain is dead 

Cocaine drains from my nose my t-shirt stained with red 

I take more caps and stems and think that I can fly 

I take more pills in hopes that one day I will die 

Yea Project Deadman bitch Prozak MEC mother fucker Self inflicted yea 

representin wicked shit for life yea. We invented this shit I thought you knew? 

2000 and forever fuckers.